Page 36 of Mother's Day Inn


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Biting into my lip, I don’t argue. I just want him back inside me.

Once he’s settled, I maneuver across the bed and straddle his lap. Wrapping my fingers around the cold rails behind him, I use them to pull myself up and position over his cock.

My eyes trail down, over the impressive expanse of his body, and focus on lining myself up, but then he hooks a finger under my jaw and brings my gaze back to him.

The expression etched in the lines of his face is new. It’s soft but wanting. Compassionate but hungry. It makes my entire body warm with something I don’t put a name on and instead simply bask in, enjoying how a mere look from him can make me feel so much.

Without thinking, I release the bar and grab either side of his face, pulling him in for a kiss as I sit.

A small gasp leaves me as his dick slides inside, stretching me all over again, but he swallows it, wrapping his arms around my waist to take control of my mouth.

I’m not sure how long we stay like this, but when he finally releases me, I’m panting, barely able to breathe as I rock my hips.

“We can do sweet and soft next time.” Theo uncurls his arms, and tucks a stay hair behind my ear, a different kind of smirk curling his lips. “Right now, I just want to fuck you.”

He grips my waist and lifts slightly, then slams me down.

My hands fly to the rails behind him to steady myself, the overwhelming fullness from this position almost too much for me to accommodate.

“No, don’t give up now, mama,” he purrs, slamming me down again before moving my hips in a way that creates a dangerous friction over my clit. “I know you can do it. Fuck me. Let me feel what it’s like to have this cunt squeeze out every drop of my cum.”

His words spur my movements, encouraging me to do exactly that. It only takes a few more powerful strokes before I match his rhythm, and soon we’re locked in an exhilarating dance.

At first, I'm able to keep up with him, my body moving in perfect tune with his as our heavy pants intertwine. But soon enough, my nerves draw tight, my impending orgasm spreading out like tendrils of pleasure all the way to my toes.

“I feel it. You're close.” Theo uses one hand to guide my hips while using the other to play with my breasts that are suddenly heavier than usual. “Let me have it.”

It only takes a few more strokes before my release slams into me, tearing through my nerves until the edges are frayed. “Oh my God.”

“No, Olivia.” He doesn’t slow his movements, fucking me brutally as I come, intensifying each pulse. “God isn’t the one who’s about to fill this perfect pussy.”

My breath catches as I realize what he’s saying. The act feeling so much more erotic when it’s said out loud.

Something must pass over my face because Theo leans forward, nipping at my lip. “Unless you want my cum painted across this smooth skin.”

I shake my head too quickly, and my voice comes out too high, but I can’t find it in me to care. “I want you all of you.”

“Good.”

In one fluid motion, Theo lifts and has me on my back. My hands reach for the footboard above me as he drives back inside me, each thrust becoming more ravenous.

“I want you so full, you drip with me.” He smirks, ramming into me so hard, my breath is knocked from my lungs. I just came, but I swear it feels like my body wants to give him more, and he knows it too. Trailing a hand between us, he rubs my sensitive clit in sharp circles.

“Then, Olivia, I’m going to shove every wasted drop back inside your cunt where it belongs.”

His words, the friction, the incredible feeling of him stretching me does me in. Somehow, my body sparks another orgasm, and Theo sets the match.

We come together, his guttural groans drowned out by me crying out his name until I can’t feel anything but the residual tingles radiating through my entire body.

Theo collapses on top of me, holding himself up by his forearms on either side of my head. Beads of sweat coat his hairline, which my fingers itch to push back.

Instead of talking myself out of it, I do it, threading my fingers through his dark hair and brushing it out of his face.

He’s so damn handsome, and I hate I never allowed myself to get lost in him. Now, all I want to do is stare at him. Examine all his features, and memorize every sun mark.

I’m so ready to explore us, I’m almost giddy.

“You’re in your head again, mama.” Theo presses a soft kiss to my nose. “Good things?”

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