Page 17 of Let Me Love You

“We both know I’m too stubborn to agree to something I don’t want.”

With a soft thump, I bounce on the mattress as he lets me go. He picks his hat up from the bed and places it backward on my head, my messy red curls sprawled around my shoulders.

His eyes darken, and his tongue darts out between his lips. “And now, you’re gonna ride me, Baby Thorne. And when we’re done, you’re gonna show me some houses you really want because we both know you went down the rabbit hole and looked at those while you were searching for rentals.”

The bastard knows me too well.

I kick off my jeans on the bed while he stays standing and unbuckles his belt, his eyes on me. When his very hard erection comes into view with a drop of precum glistening on the mushroom head, my mouth waters. I rise onto my knees as he rubs his hand up and down his shaft, letting me watch him. But when I reach for the hem of my shirt, desperate to get this party started, he shakes his head. “Get over here.”

“Shirt on?” I question.

“Need you now.”

He sits on the edge of the bed and snatches my waist, picking me like I’m a ragdoll and putting me exactly where he wants me. With both thighs on either side of his, I straddle him, rubbing his thick length against my core. I love this part. Being with Theo. Connecting with Theo. Feeling him against me. His scent. His skin. The sheen of sweat across his forehead as he pushes me over the edge.

And I want it.

I want it right now.

Again.

Like the last time. And the time before that.

Because it never gets old. Never gets monotonous. Not with Theo.

“You trying to kill me?” he grunts as I lift my hips and run my thumb along the head of his erection, lining him up with my entrance.

“Is it working?” I ask.

Refusing to let me take the lead, he grabs the back of my thighs, stands up, and tosses me onto the bed. I yelp in surprise, and his hand encompasses my ankle. As if I weigh nothing, he drags me to the edge of the bed and cages me in with his arms, bending at the waist while his feet stay planted on the ground. His mouth connects with mine in a hot and messy kiss. Then, he thrusts into me. My mouth opens on a gasp, but he doesn't let me adjust. Doesn’t let me catch my breath. He fucking pounds into me over and over, snaking one of his hands between us and finding my clit with his thumb.

“Shit, Teddy. Shit. Shit. Shit.” I chant the words as his cock finds the bundle of nerves inside of me, and he burrows his head into the crook of my neck, sucking on the sensitive flesh.

Fucking hell.

It’s so good. He’s so good.

“Fuck, Teddy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I love you so much. I love you so fucking—”

He bites my neck. The sharp bite causes me to fall apart, and I dig my nails into his ass, holding on for dear life.

But I love this Theo.

How frenzied he is.

How desperate.

How easily he makes me come.

How much my body craves his.

He lifts his head, his eyes meeting mine as he grips my hips and lifts my ass up. Faster and faster, he pistons inside of me, watching my baby boobs bounce beneath him while he forces my body to ride his dick. “Fucking love you, Blake.”

I smile, barely holding on. I rake my fingernails through my hair, his hat long forgotten. His gaze rolls over every inch of my exposed skin beneath him.

There it is.

He’s close.