9: Fucking

Theo followed with bated breath. His throat and lips suddenly dried up. He carelessly slammed the door shut behind him and stepped further into the room. Alicia turned, showing him her back, ready to strip out of her thin lacy nightdress. Theo stepped closer faster. He snaked his hand around her waist, pulling her back against his front roughly, halting her actions. A needy whimper tore out of her throat and she let her head fall back on his chest. Theo began rubbing his steely bulge against her heart-shaped butt, loving the salacious sounds she spewed. Holding her in place, Theo trailed his other hand to her almost naked thighs. He wriggled his fingers under the lacy clothing, trailing them up at a torturous pace, while his mouth latched onto her exposed neck. He trailed feathery kisses down to her shoulder, making her tremble in his arms.

His hand raised past her abdomen, and navel until he got to her chest. He cupped her breast and fondled them before clasping the hardened nipple b