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Burrowing deeper into my pillow, I mumble, “I don’t wanna.”
Call it childish, but I love my bed, meaning I hate getting out of it before I’m ready.
Theo, on the other hand, always seems to have ways of making me get out of bed. The swishing sound of the covers being thrown back and the cool breeze floating in from the open French doors leading to our balcony causes me to shiver in anticipation.
If someone had asked me if I’d be where I am today a year ago, I’d have laughed in their face. Now not so much. I wouldn’t change my life for the world. I have a man who I can’t get enough of. Every time I see Theo, my heart races, and it’s as if butterflies take over. He’s everything to me, and I couldn’t ask for more. I don’t think I want to either.
Not only do I have Theo, but I get to see my brother nearly every day. I say nearly because of the fact sometimes he’s away on business and misses dinner. We all live in the same house. Okay, so it’s not really a house because you can literally fit four families with four kids a piece in this place. It’s massive, and everyone has their own space. Christian and Theo both have offices down the hall from Leo’s.
Leo De Luca is the head honcho for the De Luca family, and he’s a man I wouldn’t want to get on the wrong side of. Ruthless is an understatement. He has no problem with getting his hands dirty alongside his men. Thankfully, I’m not the one doing the laundry around here because at least twice a week minimum, someone has bloodstains on their shirt. I decided when Theo and I first started out, I wouldn’t ask questions about what he does. I already know they’re not into legal business. It’s not my place to tell them right for wrong.
Shoot, I’ve spent most of my life pretty much living in la-la land, so I’ve no business judging anyone.
“Come on, Snowflake, I’ve got something to show you,” Theo murmurs breaking through my train of thought. His lips trail from my ear down my jawline until he peppers sensual kisses along my neck and nips at where it meets my shoulder.
I don’t hold back the moan at how good his touch feels. I’ve loved his touch since the first time he took me.
I brush my fingers in his hair and arch into Theo as a sigh slips past my parted lips. “I’m awake.”
Chuckling, Theo lifts his head and meets my gaze. He moves us until I’m fully on my back, and his lower half is resting between my legs. A groan of approval leaves him when he finds I didn’t put panties back on last night when I threw on my baby blue satin nightie. “Love it when you don’t wear panties, Snowflake.”
“I know,” I whisper, my breath hitching when he reaches between us and runs the back of his finger along my slit.
“Always ready for me,” he mutters in approval and pulls my nightie completely from my body. Theo grins and lowers himself, trailing kisses along my much lighter skin compared to his. His tender touches on my lips and moves down my chest where he pauses and gives each of my nipples attention. Nipping and swirling his tongue around the buds before sucking it deeply into his mouth—making me arch further into his touch.
Moving further down, he trails his tongue along my stomach sending sparks of excitement through my entire being. Theo always makes me feel this way, but when he uses his mouth on me, it’s even more, and I love every minute of it.
Theo settles between my legs, and I lift up on my elbows to peer down at him. The moment his eyes meet mine, I bite my lower lip to keep from moaning. Holding his gaze, I don’t miss the flash of lust flicker through them as he laps against my slit or the smirk he gets when I gasp at his touch.
Without missing a beat, Theo licks, flicks, and all but drives me insane with his talented tongue. He adds a finger, slipping inside my entrance. When he curls that digit within my walls, hitting that one spot that seems to always send me over the edge, I throw my head back and cry out, “Theo.”
“That’s right, Snowflake. Come for me,” he breathes against my lower lips.
Tingles of pleasure run through me as Theo continues his onslaught of my body with his mouth. Once he’s had his fill, he knifes up and slides his sweatpants down. In one deep thrust, he fills me with his thickness.
“Fuckin’, Blake,” he groans, plowing into me mercilessly.
Theo sends me over the edge straight into release after release. On the third one, his movements become erratic as he growls—his cock twitching—and spills inside me, coating my walls with his cum.
Bending into me, Theo presses his lips to mine and kisses me senseless. Before our kiss becomes intense, leading us into another round of lovemaking, he breaks his mouth away from mine. Rolling to his back, he takes me with him, his cock still inside me.
“Happy birthday, Snowflake,” he rasps, tangling his fingers in my hair with one hand. Theo uses the other to palm the side of my face.
“Umm.” Leaning into his touch, I close my eyes, savoring his words, yet dreading them all the same.
I hate my birthday. I always have. My parents never allowed me to celebrate it, and after a while, I started ignoring the simplicity of it. It’s just another day to me, nothing special in my opinion.
“I love you,” I whisper and press a kiss to the inside of his palm. “Thank you.”
Because it’s him, I’ll always thank him for wishing me a ‘Happy Birthday’ even if I don’t want to celebrate it.
“Love you too, Blake. Now it’s time for us to get going. We’ve got plans for the day,” Theo states, releasing me long enough to propel me into a sitting position.
A squeal slips from me when after sitting, he moves to stand, taking me with him. I wrap myself around him—legs at his waist and arms tight around his neck—making him chuckle. Carrying me to our bathroom and straight to the massive shower that could literally fit five grown men. It’s one of my favorite things about it. Well, besides the heated bench, Theo sometimes takes advantage of by fucking me on.
My other favorite thing about the bathroom is the tub. It’s beautiful—porcelain white with silver claw feet bracing it marginally off the floor. The best part is, Theo and I can both be inside it comfortably with room to spare.
Theo and I finish our shower before getting out and drying off. I step out of the bathroom while he finishes his normal routine first. Moving to the walk-in closet, I pick out a pair of distressed jeans and match them with an off-the-shoulder black sweater. Taking them in the bedroom, I drop the clothes on the bed, step over to my dresser, and pull out a matching black lacy bra-panty set.
