He nodded. “My last one was two months ago. All is well.” He inclined his head toward the bedside cabinet. “And I also have several bottles of lube, because I like being prepared.”
“Of course you do.” I shuddered out a breath. “Then we’re good to go?”
Theo’s smile sent heat racing over my skin.
“We are,” he confirmed. Then Theo’s hands were under the bathrobe, easing it off, leaving me naked andsofucking hard. Warm fingers enclosed my erection, and I groaned into our kiss.
“Always wondered how this would feel,” I whispered.
Theo’s lips grazed my neck. “Why didn’t you do anything before now?”
My throat tightened, and I swallowed. “Because I was waiting.”
“For what?”
I pulled back and locked gazes with Theo. “You.” I took a deep breath. “Not that I want to put pressure on you or anything, but yeah. I wanted you to be my first.”
Theo chuckled again. “Sure, that’s not putting pressure on me at all.”
I locked my arms around Theo’s neck and kissed him. “Can we get back to the part where you were stroking my dick?”
A chuckle reverberated through me. “I have something better in mind.”
I caught my breath as Theo propelled me backwards to the bed, my thighs connecting with the mattress. Theo gave a gentle push, and I was on my back, my cock pointing to the ceiling.
Theo smiled. “Have you any idea how beautiful you are?” He knelt at the foot of the bed and curled his hand around my shaft. “How gorgeous this is?”
I shivered. “You’re the first person to see it up close. I’ll take your word for it.” Then all thoughts fled when Theo’s warm, wet mouth surrounded the head of my dick. I shuddered out a long breath. “Oh God, that feels amazing.”
I lost myself in multiple sensations: Theo’s tongue flicking the head, teasing my slit; Theo’s fingers on my sac, my cock, my belly, my chest; the sound of our mingled breaths; the sight of Theo’s head bobbing as he took me deep; and the scent of him, warm and rich, that pervaded the air.
Then Theo stopped, and my heartbeat quickened. He got up and went around the bed to the cabinet, and the sound of a drawer opening and closing sent my pulse rocketing. He dropped a bottle of lube onto the duvet, then stood beside the bed, unbuttoning his shirt with careful fingers.
I watched, mesmerised, unable to tear my gaze away as Theo revealed every inch of bare skin. Theo’s cock sprang up as he removed his briefs, and one thought consumed me.
That’s going inside me. Oh God.
Theo climbed onto the bed. “I need to get you ready.”
I managed a nod. When Theo’s lips met mine once more, I poured my heart and soul into that kiss, moaning into it when Theo traced a line down my torso with his fingertips, along my shaft from root to head.
“Spread for me,” Theo whispered against my lips.
I thought there were no sexier words in the history of the English language.
I did as I was told, and a heartbeat later, Theo’s slick finger slowly penetrated me, making me gasp, groan…
Feel.
I flung my arm around Theo’s neck and clung to him as Theo moved in and out, taking his time. It burned a little at first, but soon that faded into a sensation I wanted to chase, to revel in. Then he added another, making me moan.
Then another, until I was desperate to feel him fill me with more than fingers.
“Ready for me?”
I managed a breathless chuckle. “I’ve been ready for this for the last six years. Where have you been?”
Theo smiled. “Then I won’t make you wait a second longer.” He shifted on the bed, grabbed a pillow, and shoved it under my arse, then knelt there, his dick glistening with lube. “I’ll take it slow, okay?”