Page 18 of Theodore

“Get inside De Luca, and stop being a smug dick,” I said, rolling my eyes as I stepped out of the car.

He swung the keys around his finger as he strode into his house, turning to allow me to walk in.

As I strolled by him, I could smell his delicious scent, which made my body ache. I had always ignored all of this, knowing he was a player. Now here I was, about to start a new game.

“Bring it, De Luca.” I breathed, unbuttoning my top as he raised his eyebrows with amusement.

“Bringit?” Theo repeated, tossing his keys to the side with a clang.

His eyes darkened when he crossed the room, grabbing me by the hand as he tugged me towards the stairs.

“I’m a good boy, Hannah. I’m not bending you over the family sofa, so get upstairs.”

Skipping up the stairs in front of him, I giggled girlishly, wondering where the hell that came from. I went into his room as he shut the door, tugging his t-shirt over his head.

My eyes drank him in. I’d seen him semi-naked before, but not like this.

My breathing intensified as I continued to unbutton my shirt when he walked over to me, removing my hands.

“Allow me,” Theo murmured, his voice hoarse as he pulled the shirt apart with one movement, buttons flying off across the floor.

“Theodore! You owe me a new shirt.” I fussed as he unzipped my skirt, letting it drop to the floor. I stood in front of him in just my underwear as he unbuckled his belt, dropping his jeans.

This is it.

“Fuck the shirt,” he muttered, pushing my hands against the door, pinning them above my head. His lips met mine, his tongue demanding access as my body sank into bliss.

Immediately he pulled my legs around his waist and, still kissing me, walked us over to his bed. He threw me down as he smirked at me, and I sat up on my elbows.

“Is this how you treat your fucks?” I scowled at him.

“No, actually. Just you.”

Theo hooked his fingers through my thong, sliding it down slowly as he gazed at my exposed core.

“Fuck me, you’reperfect,” he whispered as he pushed my legs up, running a slender finger along my folds. I arched beneath his touch as he commanded me to look at him.

“When I taste you, I want you to be looking right at me. Do you understand?”

I nodded, lifting myself onto my elbows, the sight of him in between my thighs making me shiver with delight. He flicked my clit with his tongue before massaging it with his finger, and I sank my teeth into my lip.

“Wait for it.” Theo smirked.

I resisted the urge to grab his head and bury it between my legs, knowing the power his tongue had over me.

He kissed the inside of my thigh softly, his finger moving up and down my wet slit as I moaned.

“Theo...”

“Use my full name Hannah, how many times do I need to tell you?” He murmured against me.

I gasped, his breath setting me alight deep inside. He began sucking on my clit as his finger dived deep inside of me, without warning. I sucked in a breath at the sudden invasion, and I groaned louder when a second finger joined the first. He pumped them in and out of me as he devoured me with his tongue before my body shook with warning.

“My God, I’m going to—”

Suddenly his tongue and finger withdrew, and I whipped my head up to glare at him.

“Theo! I was so close!” I whined.