by Ivy Jordan
“Promise me that you’ll always trust me,” he said, looking up at me with honest, beautiful blue eyes.
“I promise,” I said, believing that I would trust Theo from now on. He wasn’t Mac. “I love you,” I muttered as Theo pushed open my legs, burying his tongue deep in my wet hole.
I cried out with pleasure as he sucked my clit, rolling his tongue over my sensitive pearl and bringing me so close to orgasm I had to pull him away before my legs gave out.
His grin was delicious, knowing he was bringing me so close to climax with just a few flicks of his tongue. He slithered up my body, sliding the robe from my shoulders and onto the floor. His eyes glowed a shade of blue I’d only seen when he was on stage, and then his mouth pushed into mine.
I could taste my juices on his tongue as it entangled mine. His hands roamed my body, stopping on my ass cheeks and lifting me from my tip-toed feet. He lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist, letting my pussy glide across the hard cock lying beneath the scratchy denim of his jeans.
I fell onto the bed as he let me go, my body bouncing gently on the mattress before finding its place to settle. Theo reached towards me, placing his hands on my knees. My legs were together, hiding what he’d just tasted from his view, and it was obvious he wasn’t pleased by the tilt of his head and the look in his eyes.
He pushed my legs apart, revealing the sweet pink flesh he craved. My nipples tightened as he smiled with satisfaction at the sight.
His hands worked quickly to slide his t-shirt from his beautiful abs and undo his jeans to reveal the hard cock pressed uncomfortably against the denim.
My eyes took him in, loving everything about him, every curve, every ripple, every delicious inch of the meat hanging between his muscular thighs.
He slid onto the bed, pushing me towards the headboard with his hand under my ass. Our lips met with a passionate kiss, sending tingles through my entire body. Fingers playfully pushed my labia open, and then tickled my opening until I squirmed.
A foil package crinkled in Theo’s left hand as he worked to open it. His mouth sucked my nipples, one at a time, with quick suction and a gentle graze of his teeth that made me squeal with delight.
He lifted his weight from me to slide on the condom, and then pressed his hard cock between my legs.
I gasped as he entered me, slowly at first. My body still wasn’t used to the enormous size of his manhood, rendering me unable to move or rock my hips against him until I adjusted.
He slid in deeper, causing me to moan. My hips ached to move, but they didn’t dare, knowing he’d take it slow, and be gentle.
I throbbed against him, my pussy already teased and close to orgasm. “Come for me,” he whispered, pushing into me deeper.
My body was pinned to the mattress by his hard cock, throbbing, shaking, and loving every second of the sensations that exploded through me.
“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, beginning to thrust in and out slowly.
My orgasm lubricated his large muscle, allowing him to glide easily in and out of my still-throbbing cunt. His thrusts grew faster, harder, and my moans grew louder and deeper.
His hands slid underneath me, pushing my ass towards him, and him deeper into my body. Our mouths locked together, our tongues entangled, and he rolled me to my side.
I pushed him over to his back, taking my position on top. My hips spread wide open as the weight of my body pushed him deep inside me. The look in his eyes as his hands cupped my breasts brought me closer to another orgasm.
I rocked my hips against him, grinding my clit into his rippled abs for friction. Moans filled the room, my head grew dizzy, and my bottom lip trembled from the sheer pleasure erupting between my legs.
Theo’s hands slid down my sides, stopping at my hips. He pushed me back against his long shaft, and then pulled me forcefully back towards him, in long, hard thrusts. His cock grew, filling me as it began to pulsate and twitch between my legs,
His body tensed, his grip tightened around my hips, and the thrusting stopped as we both exploded onto one another in sweet ecstasy.
I didn’t move. I couldn’t move. My breathing was starting to calm, and my heart rate slowing back to normal as my eyes opened, and looked down to his. “I love you, Willow,” he whispered.
“I love you too, Theo,” I gasped.
Epilogue
The crowd at the coliseum was going wild as Lion’s Den took the stage. They were opening for Twenty-One Pilots, a dream Theo’d had for years. I pushed through the crowd to the front of the stage, holding my camera steady for some action shots. I planned to use the photos for their new album cover, their third album.
The band had really taken off, and I couldn’t’ve been happier for Theo.
The opening song was one Theo had written for me. It was sweet, sexy, and described our relationship perfectly. He really did have talent.
When they were on their last song, I snuck around the stage and to the back where Lark and the other band member’s wives all cheered as they watched the show. Bobby, Lark’s new husband, gripped her tightly around her waist as he swayed against her back to the beat of the music. I couldn’t believe they’d only met a year ago and were already married.
Kayla, Benny’s wife, was sporting a very obvious baby bump, and their third anniversary was coming up later that month. I was happy in my relationship with Theo, but I was beginning to worry it was growing stagnant, not moving forward like it should. Everyone else seemed to be moving on. I felt left behind, stuck.
I knew Theo loved me, and I loved him. But, we were still in that townhouse, even though he talked about selling to find a bigger place all the time. We’d never talked about marriage, or kids. Maybe that wasn’t what he wanted.
My camera aimed at Theo, taking a shot of him exiting the stage. His eyes were wild, filled with excitement, and focused on only me. Damn, I loved that man.
My photography business had really taken off, too, so we both had plenty to be thankful for. The rest, the things that kept me up at night, like a new house, marriage, kids, those would come. I was sure of it. Someday.
“Man, I hope you got some good shots,” Benny roared as he ran from the stage. He rubbed Kayla’s belly, leaning down to kiss it before giving her a kiss on the cheek.
Sal was so excited he was shaking, and Paul, well, he was only interested in grabbing a passionate kiss from his new wife, Selina.
“This has been an amazing night,” Theo said, his eyes still dancing as the crowd screamed for more.
“You finally got everything you always wanted,” I smiled, loving the fact his dreams were all coming true.
“Almost everything,” he said gently as he lowered to one knee in front of me.
My heart raced as he pulled a ring box from his pocket, opening it to reveal the most beautiful diamond I’d ever seen.
“Willow. Knowing you trust me, that you love me, it’s made me a better man. You’ve given me the motivation I needed to reach my highest goals, and with you by my side, I know now there’s no goal too high to reach. None of this means a damn thing without you. Please do me the honor of becoming my wife, sharing in this beautiful life with me, until death do us part,” he said, his voice choking as his eyes welled up.
“Yes!” I exclaimed, gripping him tightly and pulling him to his feet.
He lifted me from the ground, swinging me around as our lips met. I couldn’t imagine a better way to end the night—and to start my life.
“You better get out there,” I whispered, motioning to the stage. The crowd was wild, wanting an encore, so Theo let me go, but quickly turned back for another kiss before following the guys on stage for one last song. “I love you, Willow,” he shouted.
“I love you too!” I called back over the crowd.
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