Chapter 23Lake
Having him say those words later that night while we were basking in the wonderful, slightly hurty—on my part—afterglow of the thorough railing I’d gotten was even better than the covert way he’d mouthed them to me earlier.
I was still floating a little the next morning when I woke up, feeling the twinge in my ass. There were bruises shaped like his fingertips around both of my hips, and I spied a dark bit of skin on my shoulder where he’d sucked the blood to the surface in the throes of f*****g me into the mattress.
For someone who had never had much interest in s*x, Theo had really gotten into the swing of things and I felt incredibly lucky being the one who was with him when that happened. He’d told me he’d never understood the way some people went on and on about s*x,
