Page 119 of The Fates We Tame

I’m not certain how steady I’ll be, but when he asks me like that, his voice all rough with need, there is no way I want to refuse. I take the knife from his hands.

“You’re sure?”

“Most definitely.”

He places his thumb on my clit and rubs slow circles as I grind on his cock. We need condoms, I know. I don’t want to have kids when I’m still finding my own place in this world again. But I want Theo inside so badly, it hurts to breathe.

I reach over to the drawer I know he keeps the condoms in and grab one from the packet. Ripping it open, I shuffle back down Theo’s thighs until I can hold his cock.

Biting down on my lip, I focus on the endeavor, remembering what I’ve seen Theo do.

Pinch the tip, roll it down.

“Fuck, your hands feel good,” Theo says. He raises his arm and lays it over his eyes. “But I can’t watch because then I’m going to come all over your fingers.”

I chuckle. “There. Done. Do you need a minute?”

Theo groans and moves his arm. He grips my hips and tugs me up and over him. “No. What I need is you riding my cock like you can’t get enough of me.”

I reach between us and hold his cock to my opening. His thick edge nudges between my lips, the sensation is overwhelming. I can feel myself getting wetter.

“I can’t get enough of you,” I admit.

His eyes meet mine, and I slide slowly over him. An inch, then I lift. Two the next time. Three and four. Until I’m finally seated over him and both of us groan.

“I thought I’d feel self-conscious like this.”

His fingers dig harder into my hips, encouraging me to grind against him with his cock deep inside me.

Theo is watching where we are joined. “Like what?”

“You know. So…” I gesture up and down my body. “I don’t know. So obvious…available…like you can see every part of me.”

31

SWITCH

“You know what I see, Sparrow?”

“What?”

I trail my gaze up her body painfully slowly. “I see the way our pubic hair is matted between us because of how wet you already are. And there is nothing hotter than a woman who is aroused by you, by what you do to her, by what you do to each other. I see the way your hips crease and flare, which does something for me. It’s feminine. Lush. Soft and yet capable of surviving being manhandled by me. Gives me something to hold on to. Then I see that cute innie belly button and the heaviness of those lush tits that hang with wide tawny nipples that I love touching.”

I reach up and tug on both of them. I roll the nubs of her nipples between my fingers and thumbs and feel the way she clenches around my cock.

Her cheeks go pink. “Theo.”

“Don’t be getting shy and embarrassed when I’m appreciating my wife’s body.”

When I saywife, she clenches again. I tug her down to me, until our lips are so close, I can feel her warm breath against them.

“I love the way your soft skin is still naturally olive while my tan fades in winter. And yet I can still see mottled patches of red on your chest that tell me you are as aroused as I am.”

I ease out and thrust up into her. Her iris, dark brown with flecks of gold around her pupil, goes wide.

She sucks in a breath and gasps.

It feels good. Too fucking good. But I still have more to say to this woman.