Page 72 of Broken Vows

His hunger-filled look makes everything sizzle. My exposed nipples harden in the cool air, and I tug him into me, pleading for his mouth. When he tilts his head, cups my tits, and latches on, I moan. “Oh God, so good, Theo, so good…” He sucks and licks. Slurping, wet, hungry noises fill the room as he works my other breast with his hand, squeezing and pinching and making me squirm. I lean back on my palms, pushing my chest up for easier access and wrap my legs around his waist.

“God, these gorgeous fucking tits.” He sucks so hard, so good, that I’m trembling again. Fingers pinch my nipples with such delicious strength that I nearly scream, pushing me right to the edge of searing pleasure. When the sensation tiptoes on pain, he moves to the other and heat rushes to my core. “Do you have any idea how much I’ve dreamt about putting them in my mouth?”

A heated pleasure tears through me and pools at my center. He knows exactly what he’s doing. I’m grinding my clit into his delicious hard cock so much I nearly fall off the desk. I slide off, dragging myself down until my lips meet his, and slip my tongue against his.

His hand leaves my jaw, slides to my neck, and squeezes. I gasp with the limited air and it feels so fucking good. My knees tremble. I close my hazed eyes and let the incredible feeling of someone else being totally in control overtake me.

“Do you like this?” he asks.

I give a short, furious nod.

“Good.”

He leaves his large hand against my neck for a few more moments as his finger presses into my clit and a sharp shock of pleasure bursts through me. “Do you want this as bad as I do?” he asks, forcing my head back to look at his smoldering eyes. “I want to hear if you want this, too.”

My body quivers as I nod.

“I didn’t say nod,” he says in a deep, guttural tone. “I need to know how bad you want this.

Oh God, I need this now. Please. I’m panting and breathless. “Yes. Yes…”

“Say it,” he growls. “I want to fucking hear it.”

My ache consumes me. I’m in peril, fighting for relief, and I need to release. My skin is on fire, sweat beads at my neck, and my lust-soaked moans fill the air. I need Theo’s touch. His body. Him. He’s protecting me in the way that I wasn’t protected before. He will save me from falling too hard. He will cushion the blow.

I’m ready.

I need Theo to fuck away my past.

“Please fuck me,” I whisper.

His hands tug at the rope belt, my body shakes, we’re frantic, breathless, rushed until the robe falls to my feet. I kick it away, standing only in my white lace thong. He steps back, his eyes trailing every single part of me, as the air hits my skin and I shudder. “Christ…” he says, dragging his hand down his mouth. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

When my bare chest meets his, the heat of his skin and the soft dusting of his trimmed chest hair make my knees go weak. His mouth never leaves me, moving with intent from my lips to my throat, lingering just long enough to make me ache. Then he stops, his hand closing at the nape of my neck. “What did you say to me at your office?”

I swallow, thrown by the question. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

A slow, dangerous smile curves his mouth. “That’s disappointing.” He leans in, voice dropping. “Guess I’ll have to remind you.”

Before I can react, he turns me, guiding me forward until my palms rest on the table and I’m bent just enough to feel the shift in power. He sweeps my hair aside and says softly, “Looks like I can get you to bend for me after all.”

Oh shit.

His hands trails down my back, inch by agonizing inch, until they settle at my ass, giving it a firm squeeze. “And now, here you are bending so beautifully for me.”

I want to protest, say something defiant, but he drops to his knees, and I’m rendered totally speechless.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he says, as he hooks his fingers at the band of my panties and drags them down, past my thighs, then my knees. He lifts one foot up and slips it off the ankle, then the other, then shoves them in his pocket.

Dirty, dirty boy.

“Mmmm…” he moans as he grips my hips and tilts up my ass. He buries his nose into my pussy and takes a breath like I’m pure spring air after a long, excruciating winter. “Fuck, I want to live in this cunt.” Facial hair prickles against my sensitive skin. His fingertips glide against my glazed skin, back and forth, teasing the outside of my cunt, near my clit, along the crease of my thighs, and I swear to God, if he doesn’t put something on me or in me, I’m going to scream. My legs tremble, my skin sensitive, my breaths heavy, and oh… oh fuck, finally. He dips a finger inside me and my body melts. He flutters his tongue from my clit to my cunt and back again, and my body quivers. All I hear are moans and sighs as the pads of his fingers press into my clit, circling, spreading my moisture on me. I feel like a goddess. Worshiped, cherished, desired. “Jesus Christ, you taste incredible.”

My heartbeat is thudding so fast I feel like I’m going to tip over. I glance behind me. Theo on his knees, his head buried into my ass, his hazy eyes lost in a daze. His mouth devours me, owns me, makes me feel beautiful. Worthy. His tongue pushes inside me, his thumb and fingers work me, and oh… fuck… it’s so good. I’m shamelessly soaked. My body quivers and trembles as urgency builds in my core.

“Yes, yes, there, oh God, this feels so good.” I’m close, I’m so close… his mouth keeps working me, possessive and angry, his tongue slides and circles with the most acute perfection, and yes… right fucking there… I reach behind me and pull his head deeper into me as an orgasm tears through my body. He coaxes it from me, sucking my clit and pressing his fingertip into that glorious sensitive spot. I sink into the desk, shaking, breathless. He grips my hips and steadies me, until my quivers stop.

Once the aftershocks wear off, Theo lifts himself. When I turn to face him, his eyes are closed and he’s sucking my orgasm from his fingers. When he blinks open, the look of raw, unfiltered longing in his eyes makes my pulse spike. I swear to God this man could ask me to do anything, and I’d say yes.