“I want you so fucking much, Avery.” I realize now that my moving has caused his dick to start rising underneath me and I let out a whimper. “You feel that? The power you have over my dick, Avery. Fuck. Just the thought of you makes me hard.”

  “Oh God, I’m going to come.” I moan as I let my head rest against him and he presses a kiss to my cheek.

  “Come all over my fingers, baby.” I clench around him and he lets out a groan. “Oh fuck. I know you’re close.” I clench again and just as our car comes to a stop, I feel myself falling over the edge.

  “Oh my God, Theo!”

  “Oh, that’s a good fucking girl, coming all over my hand.” His voice is low, gruff, and sexy and I sigh in response as the intensity of my orgasm doesn’t allow me to speak yet. “Open your eyes.” He tells me and when I do, all I see are all the stars in the night sky and it makes me feel like I’m floating. A tremor skates through me and I squeal, grabbing his hand to stop him from rubbing.

  “Theo,” I whisper.

  “Hmm?” he says against my jaw just as his tongue darts out to trace the skin.

  “Oh my God,” I say as he pulls his hand out of my panties, and when I turn to look up at him, I see him running his tongue over his fingers lasciviously. I get up and turn around to straddle him.

  “We don’t have time, don’t start.” He chuckles and I bite my lip as I move around on his lap and press my lips to his. He tastes like my pussy and funnel cake and powdered sugar and I moan as I drag my tongue against his.

  “You are so sexy.” I pull away but keep my face a mere inch from his. “I want to take your dick out and sit on it,” I tell him. “Just for a second, I want to feel you inside me.”

  “Angel.” He starts to protest as he looks down while we start to descend.

  “Two seconds.”

  “You think either of us can stop after two seconds?” He gives me a look but I’m already fumbling with his belt to undo his jeans.

  “Don’t deny me what’s mine, Theo Graham.” I smirk and he shakes his head.

  He lets out a deep exhale through his nose like an angered bull. “Be fucking quick.” He growls just as I pull his hard dick out and stroke it once before I pull my panties to the side and slide down on him.

  “Oh.” I breathe out as I let my head fall back. I clench around him hard and move my hips in a circle, careful not to rattle the car too much, and when I bring my head back up to meet his gaze his brown eyes are dark and hungry. He grabs my hair at the root and pulls my lips to crash against his and I moan into his mouth.

  The kiss is aggressive and passionate and consuming and I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed like this. “You are fucking mine, Avery,” he tells me as he lets my hair go.

  “Yes yes yes. Yours, Daddy.”

  “Damn, you’re going to make me come. Don’t call me that.” He groans as he lets his head fall back.

  “Why, because you like it?” I purr. “Daddy.” I press my lips to the space behind his ear and nibble gently. “I won’t tell anyone you like it. Our little secret.” I trail my tongue down his neck. “We’re almost at the bottom though, so if you want to come in my pussy, you better do it fast or else everyone is going to know. They’ll know that under my dress, your dick is wedged inside me ready to fucking blow.”

  “Fuck fuck fuck.” I’m not even moving up and down, I’m just clenching around him and I feel like he’s ready to come.

  “Are you going to fuck my ass tonight, Daddy?” I ask in my most innocent voice and then he presses his face into my neck.

  “FUCK, right there, baby. Your cunt is so fucking warm and tight. Squeeze me again.” He says in a choked whisper. “Just like that. Oh fuck,” he says through gritted teeth as I feel him expanding inside of me. He bites down on my shoulder and I gasp at the sharp sensation. Then I feel his tongue running over the space to soothe the sting. I scramble to pull off of him and slide my panties into place. “Oh my God, Avery.” He shakes his head while giving me the sexiest smile. “What am I going to do with you?”

  He’s just finished tucking his dick back into his jeans when we make it to the bottom and I give him a wicked smile. “You want to ride it again?”

  One month later

  The past month has been nothing short of perfect. I’ve been in relationships before but this just feels different. Theo is romantic and attentive and patient and far more mature than anyone I’ve dated while still being exciting and so much fun to be around. I find myself wanting to spend all my nights with him after spending most of my days thinking about him and us. While I’ve always known he was kind and generous, it’s so different being in a relationship with him. He calls when he says he will, plans dates, and it’s the healthiest relationship I’ve ever been in.

  Even if I do have to hide it from everyone in my life.

  I find myself falling deeper every time I see him and it’s a bittersweet feeling. I’m happy being with him and with every realization that this could be the real thing, I find my heart fluttering in my chest, and then moments later comes the anxiety of having to tell Lucas the truth. But what is the alternative? Never telling anyone about me and Theo?

  At this point, we’ve developed a system, and while I’m pretty sure my parents suspect I’m seeing someone, I’m even more sure that they have no clue that it’s the man who lives next door. We’ve spent every moment together we could the past month and in a few weeks, I’m moving into my own apartment which will give us even more freedom.

  TG: Come to room 403

  The text breaks my thoughts and I narrow my eyes suspiciously because we already had a very long conversation about not getting reckless tonight.

  Tonight is Wes and Raegan’s engagement party in New York which means practically everyone in attendance got a room for the night. Most of us are staying at the same hotel so Theo and I cannot afford to do anything crazy. I’m not sure Lucas is here yet and the last thing I want to happen is to get caught coming out of his father’s room.

  Me: Didn’t we say we had to behave this weekend?

  TG: It’s still early, no one is here. Lucas is still at his apartment.

  Me: We aren’t just looking out for Lucas. There are a lot of people here that know us both.

  I wince thinking about his brother who knows about us and I wonder if I’ll be able to see the judgment all over his face. Then I think about Wes and I wonder if he really has kept this secret from Raegan.

  TG: Fine

  TG: I’m coming to you.

  My eyes widen and dart to the door like he’s already there. I look down at my state of undress, as I’m not completely sure what I want to wear tonight between the four dresses I brought. I sigh knowing he’s not leaving this room without being inside of me if I answer the door half-naked. I’m freshly showered and glowing from the oil I use after and I’m wearing nothing but a strapless bra and a thong that I already know he’s going to try and pull off with his teeth.

  A knock startles me and I already know it’s going to be dangerous that he and I are on the same floor. I rush towards it, peeking through the peephole to be sure it’s him before opening it, and usher him in quickly. He’s already dressed in a navy suit but without a jacket and he smells as delicious as he looks. He must have showered because the ends of his hair look a little damp and he smells like the cologne he always wears with a hint of the soap he uses.

  His eyes rake over me salaciously as he scratches his jaw and before I know it, I’m up against the door with his hard body pressed against mine. “You must want to get fucked.”

  I press my nose against his neck, getting a whiff of whiskey, and I wonder if he’s already had a drink. “You smell really good.” I inhale deeply and let out a moan when I feel his strong, firm hands massaging my ass as he wraps one of my legs around his waist. Yes, I do really want to get fucked but we shouldn’t. “Ah, Theo, we can’t,” I gasp, but I already feel my resolve crumbling as he presses himself harder against me.

  “Why the fuck can’t we?”

  I move around him when I feel a smack on my ass and I have to focus on putting one foot in front of the other so my knees don’t buckle. “Because someone may start looking for us and it’ll be really hard to explain why you’re in my hotel room.”

  “Then we should be quick.” He crosses the room quickly, his long legs eating the distance between us until he’s on one knee in front of me. “All this talk, and I could have made you come already.”

  “Theo,” I warn, as he presses his face to my covered pussy and grabs the fabric with his teeth before letting it snap against my skin. He does it again, this time letting his teeth graze my sensitive skin and a whimper escapes me.

  “Avery.” He grunts as he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of my panties and slides them slowly down my legs. His eyes don’t leave mine as he moves them down, almost like he’s daring me to stop him. I step out of them, all the while my mind is screaming at me that this is a horrible idea despite how good it feels. “I don’t know when I’m going to get another taste this weekend.” He pushes me gently towards the small loveseat in the corner. “Sit,” he commands and I do, spreading my legs obscenely as I put my bare cunt on display for him. “Damn, you’re beautiful. I’ll never get enough of this,” he says just before he takes one slow lick through my slit. “Enough of you,” he says and butterflies flutter in my stomach.

  My hands immediately go to the back of his head as I push my hand through his strands. “Oh God,” I cry out and my eyes slam shut as his tongue begins to move rapidly over my clit.

  “Look at me, baby,” he commands and when I finally manage to open my eyes, his brown irises are staring at me. “I don’t care what happens while we’re here,” he says as he pushes two fingers inside of me, hooking them upwards to rub the spot that will have me coming very fucking quickly.

  “Theo,” I moan.

  “Listen,” he grits out. “You are mine, do you understand me?”

  Wait huh? I’m too far gone at this point, so I’m not sure what he means. Of course, I’m yours, just keep doing what you’re doing, please!

  “Answer me, Avery.” He pulls his fingers out of me and his tongue disappears from my sex that is tingling with the anticipation of my climax.

  My eyes fly open. “Don’t stop, please!” I beg. His face is right in front of mine, his eyes full of lust and his mouth wet and shiny. I lean forward to kiss him and he pulls back. I pout at the fact that he’s denying me his lips.

  “Do you understand me?” He asks.

  “Of course, I’m yours, who else’s would I be?” He stands up and suddenly I’m very confused, and still horny for that matter. “Wait,” I whisper. “You didn’t finish.” I’m wound up and so close to the end that even the faintest brush against my pussy will send me over the edge. He looks back at me and I take the moment to run my fingers through my wet slit as a way to entice him.

  It seems to work because he moves back to settle between my legs. “I can’t touch you.” He pushes a digit through my folds and I shudder against it. “I can’t claim you. Can’t let anyone know that you’re fucking mine and it pisses me off.” He leans back down and brushes his lips across my pussy and his facial hair tickles the sensitive flesh. “I’m going to have to watch men hit on you with the taste of your cunt on my tongue and I can’t do a fucking thing about it.”

  “No one is going to hit on me.” I bite my bottom lip, wondering where this sudden bit of insecurity is coming from. I thought he was just being possessive but it seems deeper than that.

  He shoots me a look. “You don’t even believe that.”

  “Okay, take off your clothes,” I tell him as I reach behind myself and unsnap my bra. I start unbuttoning his shirt to get him started before I press a kiss to his lips. “You are very worked up, and I think fucking me will calm you down.” I stand up, grabbing his hand before leading him to the bed. He toes off his shoes and takes off his pants and his shirt and I’m grateful that he realizes that leaving anything on while he fucks me is very risky.

  He wastes no time pushing inside of me and he lets out a feral groan as he starts to work himself in and out of me. “Just because you can’t claim me, doesn’t mean I don’t know who I belong to.” I wrap my hands around him, dragging my nails down his back. I look up into his eyes. “I’m yours, Theo.” I see something in his eyes I don’t recognize. Something different than the usual looks he gives me when he’s inside of me.

  “Yes. Fuck.” He presses his lips to mine as he begins to fuck me harder, more urgently like he wants to seal my words with an orgasm. “Mine.” He growls before sinking his teeth into my neck and biting down hard like he doesn’t care if he leaves a hickey I’ll have to explain.

  “Oh God, right there.” I moan just before his lips find mine again. His tongue slips between my lips and kisses me in a way he hasn’t before. It’s intense and passionate and frenzied as he ruts into me like it’s the last time he’s ever going to do it. “Let me on top,” I whisper against his lips and he rolls us to let me on top of him. I move up and down slowly, a swift change to how he was just fucking me. “Nothing changes between us,” I whisper as I begin to move faster, bouncing up and down on his rock-hard cock. “If a guy hits on me, they’ll know immediately that I’m not interested.” I lean down to drag my tongue over his lips before trapping his bottom lip between my teeth and nibbling gently. “How could I be when I have you?” I drag my tongue over his bottom lip. “You’re the only man that I want.”

  “Shit, Avery.” The two words come out shaky and he grips my hips as he begins to thrust upward into my aching cunt.

  “Are you mine? When some random woman flirts with you because they don’t see a ring on your finger, are you going to tell them your dick belongs to someone else?” I press my lips to his neck. “That you belong to someone else?”

  “Fuuuuuck.” He groans. “Yes, baby. I’ll tell them.”

  “Good,” I purr in his ear. I circle my hips, rubbing my clit along his hard length as best as I can. “Now, say something nasty,” I tell him and the smile paired with the wicked gleam in his eye lets me know that he’s less tense than he was minutes ago.

  He opens his mouth to speak when his phone begins to blare through the room. I snap my head towards the noise, slowing my thrusts as I panic thinking about who could be calling, potentially from where they are knocking on his hotel room door looking for him.

  I go to pull off of him when he grips my hips holding me in place. “You haven’t come yet.”

  “You can’t be serious, Theo. It could be someone here at the hotel looking for you.”

  “I don’t care,” he says as he thrusts upwards.

  “Because you’re thinking with your dick.” I smack his hand, to remove it from me as I climb off of him. “We smell like sex, your mouth is still wet from my pussy and now,” I pull his phone out of his pocket. “Excellent, your ex-wife is calling,” I say with an eye roll as I toss him his phone. I didn’t mean to spit it out like that, but the way he’s looking at me, I can already sense where his mind is going.

  “Hold that thought,” he says to me. “What’s up?” he says as he answers the phone. I’m retrieving my discarded underwear when I feel him behind me and one hand wraps around my waist as he keeps me in place against him, my back to his torso. His lips find my shoulder and he kisses it gently. “I’m on a call, I can meet you guys in the lobby in twenty minutes.” His tongue darts out to trace the skin as he rubs his fingers through my sex. I put a hand over my mouth, to stop any sounds from leaving my lips and I can’t deny how hot this is. Theo on the phone while he touches and pleasures me. The fact that it’s also his ex makes this even hotter. “I said twenty minutes. I have to go,” he snaps and then he tosses the phone towards the bed. “We aren’t leaving this room until we both come.”

  “Are Lucas and Rae here?” I ask, wondering who he’s meeting in the lobby.

  “I think Rae is, but Rebecca meant her brother. I guess he’s looking for me.” He pulls me into his arms and sits on the couch, pulling me to straddle him.

  Jealousy flares through me at the thought. They were a family. Her family is still Lucas and Rae’s family and thereby makes Theo family on some level.

  “None of that.” He points at me and I frown.

  I scoff. “You were just freaking out about random guys hitting on me and I can’t feel a little uneasy about the woman you were married to for fourteen years?”

  “No, because you know that Rebecca and I are anything but amicable.”

  “That’s not the point.”

  “What is the point then, huh?” He whispers as he stares up at me with eyes full of sincerity. His full lips turn slightly downwards. “You have no reason to be jealous.”

  “I’m not jealous of Rebecca. It’s just…the familiarity is throwing me a bit, I guess.”

  “I get it.” He lets out a sigh. “I hate that I’ve had similar feelings.” I nod in understanding without him having to explicitly say it.

  “I meant what I said,” I whisper as I press my hand to his chest. “I am yours.” My cheeks heat, saying this during a time when I’m not chasing the high of an orgasm. It feels more intense and I feel more vulnerable. “If you want me to be.”

  He cups my face and his lips brush against mine. “Avery, it’s a fucking honor that you want to be mine.” I press my lips to his, feeling the words on the tip of my tongue and not wanting to blurt them out. “Put me back in your pussy,” he tells me. “Or do you want to come on my tongue?”

  I let out a moan as I slide back down on him, taking each inch slowly. We find a rhythm easily, and just as I find myself getting closer to my orgasm, my phone starts to ring.

  “For the love of God,” Theo grits out. “Don’t answer it.”

  “I have to.”

  “No.” His fingers dig into my hips, and the force of his grip sends a spark to my clit as I keep riding him.

  “But…”