“The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen with the sweetest little pussy. It gets wet for me because this pussy knows I’m going to take care of it.” He added a finger to my clit, and my thighs started to quiver. “When you open your legs for me like I ask and take me deep, I know you’remygood girl. Aren’t you, Helen? Tell me.”
“I’m your good girl.” The last word was cut off by a soul-deep moan. My belly tightened into knots, then burst into a thousand pieces. Theo pulled out fast, replacing his cock with his fingers, pumping them into me while I came.
With his other hand, he fisted his cock. We both watched him finger fucking me while his dick throbbed in his hand until jets of cum shot onto my belly, my slit, my thighs. I was an utter mess, and I kept coming and coming while he did.
“Fuck,” he murmured, bringing his forehead to mind. “That is beautiful, Tiger. I like that more than you’ll ever know.”
Those words shattered something internal. A wall made of glass Theo had been knocking against since day one. Maybe I was too high and sated to be thinking clearly, but it felt like he’d cracked an integral part of me open.
Then someone knocked on the bathroom door, and our little cloud of bliss went up like smoke.
We looked at each other. Theo was a hot mess with a dark hickey blossoming on his neck, his dick glistening, his hair wild. I probably looked similar. I had to laugh, so I did.
Theo kissed the tip of my nose and grinned at me. “Phenomenal, baby. Let’s get you cleaned up before whoever’s out there pisses themselves.”
Theo took care of me, and we righted ourselves. I draped my hair over the shoulder he’d devoured, leaving behind several hickeys. I didn’t mind that they were there, but they were for Theo and me. I didn’t need to show them off to everyone to feel their claim.
Besides, Gabe might throw an actual fit if he had to lay eyes on evidence of me being a sexual human being. It was ironic considering our past, but I was glad that chapter was so far in the rearview, he’d swung the complete opposite way with me.
“Are we good?” Theo asked.
I nodded. “We’re really good.”
“I didn’t wear a condom.”
“I know. I’m covered, as long as you’re—” I raised my brows. It had been a long, long time since I’d let anyone inside me, and never without a rubber, so I was square. And yeah, I should’ve made Theo suit up, but I didn’t. I just didn’t.
“Yeah, I did the whole testing thing at my last checkup.”
“Good.” I touched the mark I’d left on his neck. “Then no worries.”
“No worries,” he rumbled in agreement.
I opened the powder room door, Theo behind me, but only took one step before I stopped. Amir was slouched against the opposite wall, his foot kicked up against it.
Shit. Fuck.I did not want to do this with him in front of Theo.
He slowly clapped his hands. “Nice show. I didn’t know you had it in you, Hells.”
I shook my head. “Not doing this tonight.”
He straightened, his attention over my shoulder, a smirk on his lips. To my surprise, he bowed his head. “Whitlock.”
Theo didn’t say a word. His fingers dug into my hips as he quickly steered me down the hall, leaving a laughing Amir behind.
“Do you know him?” I asked.
“Not really. Do you?”
“He went to my high school.” Not a lie. Not the entire truth, but not a lie.
“Mmm. I’ve seen him around at parties.”
I had a feeling Theo was answering me the same way I’d answered him. Half-truths were cousins to lies, but they weren’t lies.
I dropped it since I didn’t want him pressing me on my relationship with Amir. Theo didn’t need to know every single dirty, ugly thing about me—not when he had me feeling like I was his good girl and I wanted to keep that for a while.
We got drinks and found my crew outside by the pool again, kicked back on loungers. Theo and I grabbed the last available one, pulling it over to join the group.