Theodore
I blink into the darkness, my eyes adjusting slowly to the only light streaming through the windows, my body aching as I move.
Every muscle is screaming at me to stay still, keep lying down without moving myself by an inch.
Biting down a groan, I sit up, my ass stinging pleasurably, sending an amazing sensation through my body.
What is wrong with me?
I have been f****d for hours before we collapsed into his bed, and all it takes is a little trigger to want to wake him up for another round.
“Theo,” Nathanael growls, his arm covering his eyes.
I laugh, loving how he lied down next to me even though he confessed just a few hours ago that he had never used the bed.
Well, at least without me.
“Sorry, boss,” I fight myself up to my feet, something in my stomach telling
