THEO
I picked her up with ease, marveling at how small she truly was when I wrapped my arms around her. God, I wanted to be gentle. But I also wanted to be rough. Ava brought about this odd protectiveness in me, one that clashed with the pure, unadulterated need I had to pin her down and make her scream my name in ecstasy.
She circled my neck with her arms and moved in for another kiss. Her lips were sweet and soft, and the sound of her moan vibrated straight through me and caused an intense heat to pool deep within my core. I carried her over and set her down on the edge of her kitchen counter —it offered the best height so I could continue to kiss her senseless— before snaking my arms around her waist to pull her as close as possible.
“Theo,” she whimpered against my lips, grinding he
