Page 29 of Mother's Day Inn


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“That sound.” He glances up briefly before moving his hand that’s still caging me in. One lowers to continue to support his weight above me, while the other grips the back of my neck. His thumb caresses the side of my jaw, and I move into him, enjoying the tenderness of the act. “It’s my favorite sound.”

I admire his attempted deflection, but flash him with a narrowed gaze. “Why, Theo?”

He smirks, focusing back on the hard nipple in front of him. He bends slowly—incredibly slowly—before taking it between his teeth.

The pressure he inflicts on it is maddening, my body jerking as tendrils of pleasure sprawl across my entire core.

I arch into him, a silent plea for more, but he simply chuckles before sucking it into his mouth once and releasing it with a wet pop.

“Because I want every part of you. The good, the bad, the tired, the hungry.”

He continues his path to my other perked nipple, blowing on it softly. Again, I squirm, the need to have some part of him touching me compelling me to move.

“I want you when you first wake up and to be your last kiss before going to bed.”

His mouth continues on his way down my stomach, removing his hand from my throat to knead my breast.

“I want to consume every part of your day with thoughts of me. Each barren, mundane, boring part. All of them with shadows of my presence.”

I suck in a sharp breath before holding it, his words sinking into a place I know I’ll never be able to scrub away. He wants so much of me. All of me. How can I trust he won’t leave me ruined? A pile of heartbreak when he’s done and on to something else?

“Sounds like you want me obsessed with you,” I breathe, buckling under the sensations wreaking havoc on my body.

He plucks at my nipple as he glides his tongue beneath my belly button, tracing the stray stretch marks beneath it.

“I merely want you to be just a fraction as infatuated with me as I am with you.”

Though I can’t begin to explain how I know, I believe everything he’s saying. Maybe it’s because of the looks, and the way he moves around my body as if he’s been there a thousand times. Perhaps it’s the hunger and how when he touches me, it’s like he’s been waiting a thousand years.

Or it could be simply because I want to believe someone is so far gone for me that they can’t even think straight.

Either way, I want this. “Show me what you mean.”

His hands disappear briefly before they find my hips and yank me to the edge of the bed. He lassos both my legs over each of his shoulders and lifts me enough that I can witness his mouth hovering over my entrance.

“With fucking pleasure.”

In the next breath, he runs the flat of his tongue down my entire slit.

I bite down on my lip, my fingers latching onto the soft comforter next to me in an attempt to ground me to the bed. But it doesn’t help. His next few languid licks are long and hard, stopping right before he reaches my pulsing clit.

“Theo,” I moan, wriggling against his tight hold on my hips. “Please.”

“Please what, mama?” He nips at the tender flesh on my thigh. “Use your words.”

My head swims as he returns to his assault, the long strokes turning into harsh flicks, then back again before he dives inside my cunt.

He groans when he goes in, the sound pushing me further into delirium. His hands curl around my thighs, his fingers digging into the flesh as he starts fucking me with his tongue.

My hands fly above my head, searching for something—anything—to grab onto. But when I come up empty, I turn my face, biting down on my wrist.

“Uh-uh. Olivia. My instructions were very clear.” Theo pauses momentarily. “Your eyes need to be on me.”

He grants me another lick as he slowly lowers my bottom half on the bed.

“I need you to witness who you come apart for.”

He unhooks his arms and repositions one at the hood of my entrance and the other on my waist.

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