Page 54 of Unholy Union


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Soon, my breathing comes out in panting breathes. I’m not even sure how I’m alive right now.

Theo keeps his gaze on me, and it makes me feel seen. Beautiful. Loved.

With that thought in mind, I fall over the edge.

“Theo!” I cry out as my orgasm hits me. He continues to touch me as I ride it out. Once it fades away, he removes his finger from me. “Wow. That was …”

“There’s more,” he growls, kneeling on the floor. I watch him in confusion as he grabs my hips and sits me up on the couch.

“What …” I gasp when he grabs my hips and sets me on the edge of the couch. He flips my dress back up and parts my legs. “Theo?”

“You said you loved how I touch you. I want to make you feel so good, Cecilia. So fucking good.” Before I know it, he lowers his face between my legs …

… and licks over my folds.

My hips really cannot stay in place with this new sensation.

Theo begins to lick and kiss all over my folds and sensitive nub. Every time his tongue swipes over it, I almost think this is it—the moment I die. Because pleasure like this is only in my dreams.

But then he licks me again, and I’m brought back to reality, and I realize that what’s happening is no dream. It’s real. Theo is pleasuring me with his mouth.

And it’s the best thing I’ve ever felt.

He looks up at me as he continues to pleasure my nub. I can feel another stirring sensation in my core. He’s drawing forth another orgasm.

I want to drop my head back, but I keep my head up to meet his gaze. It’s so intimate; I don’t want to look away.

Theo grips my hips tighter as he increases the pressure of his tongue. Lick, lick, lick. My clit can’t take anymore. It feels like it’s been ravaged through a war in the best way possible. My body’s on fire. Every element to my skin feels alive. I can see myself beyond my body.

It’s powerful. It’s pleasurable. It’s love.

And I can’t hold on any longer.

With one more lick to my bundle of nerves, I call out Theo’s name as I come. I don’t feel any regret for acting this wanton. Theo is the man I want to be with. The man Ishouldbe with. How can it be wrong?

After my orgasm passes and I slump onto the couch, Theo pulls away from me. The intensity in his eyes almost arouses me all over again.

“That was …” I trail off.

“Good?”

“If I didn’t already have God in my life, I would say you just helped me find him.”

He laughs as he sits on the couch beside me. “I’m glad. I only ever want you to experience pleasure, Cecilia. You don’t deserve to be miserable forever.”

I straighten my dress out and turn to him. “Neither do you.” My eyes flick down to his waist, where I can see a bulge in his pants. I know what it is. Theo is turned on. I may have grown up Catholic and sheltered, but Gemma insisted I know things, so whenever she’d come over for family dinners, she’d pull measide and give me mini sex-education classes. One of those times, she told me about how men get erect.

I made Theo feel this way. Me. That’s a powerful feeling.

“Can I …” I nod at his waist.

His eyebrows raise. “I didn’t know you’d want to.”

“I want to. I’m curious.”

Theo’s eyes darken, causing a shiver to run up my spine. “Then let me show you. Undo my pants.”

I do, even though my fingers shake. Theo takes my hands and steadies them.

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