You know I'm proud looking in your lovely face scream my name, you do it so loud

-Trey Songz

Theo walked to me, his eyes holding me captivated. They were dark, dark with desire. He was looking at me like I was his prey, he was stalking towards me and his eyes never left mine. I felt hot just by his gaze.

He snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me to him, crashing his lips against mine. He kissed me hard and fast, rough. "You look so fucking sexy, Mia. So sexy."

"Thank you." I smiled at him. "You look sexy as well."

Guys in suits looked sexy indeed. And since my boyfriend was already hotter than most of the male population, he looked way, way sexier. It was sinning.

He gazed down. I'd noticed his eyes were finding it very difficult to look away from the heels. I smiled when he swore under his breath and shifted uncomfortably. I could feel the powerful waves of desire and lust coming out from his body. The fact that I had such an effect on him made me feel powerful, it made me feel as if I was in control.

"You like what I'm wearing, baby?" I whispered in his ear, deliberately grazing his shell.

His grip on my waist tightened. "I do. But it'll look much better on my floor."

I gasped inaudibly.

"And when I claim my gift tonight," He whispered in my ear, his fingers lightly grazing my sides, making me shiver. "I will make sure this sexy outfit adorns my floor."

His tongue peeked out to lick my earlobe, teasing, taunting. I clutched his coat tightly, feeling my legs turn jittery. "And I'll claim my gift when you're in nothing, but those heels."

I felt the control I had momentarily thought I had, vanish away from me and go back to him. He was supporting my entire weight because my legs had turned numb. Never had anyone said something to me that had made me feel so fucking hot. Never had anyone made me feel like he did.

"Does that scare you, Mia?" Flashbacks from our first kiss entered my mind.

I want to mark you, I want to do everything that will make you mine. Does it scare you?

"No." I said to him. "It doesn't."

His eyes softened.

"It's you. I know you'll not let anything happen to me. I know I don't have to be scared when it's you."

He stroked my cheek with the pad of his thumb. "You'll never fall, angel. I'll always, always catch you."

"I know." I wanted to tell him I loved him. I wanted to see the pure joy on his face when he'd know how I felt. But I wanted that moment to be ours, and ours alone. I wanted to be the only one to see his reaction. I couldn't let anyone else see him unguarded and raw, his emotions visible. So I shut my mouth when he told me he loved me. I would tell him when we go over to the penthouse.

I spent the night plastered to his side. He won't let me leave. I was introduced to a major amount of his family, and I felt my stomach about to burst from laughter when I met his aunts. His arm was glued to my waist the entire night. He told me wanted me by his side every second, and since I'd told him I'll give him anything he wanted today, I complied.

"I'm bored." He whispered in my ear.

"It's your party, Theo." I chuckled.

"No, if it had been my party there wouldn't be so many people. My mom has invited guests I don't even know." He whined. "Mia, I'm bored."

"What do you wanna do?" I asked him.

"There are so many things I want to do, angel." I heard his husky response. I was too busy eating the garlic bread that I didn't look up.

"Hmm, like what?" My stupid self was oblivious to the darkening of his eyes, the tightness of his pants.

"I want to drive you to the penthouse, throw you on my bed, rip that dress off your body and feel those heels digging in my back as I pound into you."

I choked. The garlic bread stuck in my throat and I coughed, clutching his shirt to balance myself. My panties dampened and I had this sudden visual of what that scene would look like. I expected his eyes to be laughing at my reaction, but when I looked into those green orbs I saw nothing but lust, so much lust that the green was turning dark.

I cleared my throat, composing myself. When I whispered in his ear, I made sure to keep my voice low and flirty, I knew that made him go wild. "What's stopping you?"

He swore and grabbed my hand, hurrying towards the exit. He barked at his mother that we were leaving, and I saw her smirk in our direction, or that might have been my imagination. He drove like a maniac, cussing under his breath when we had to stop at multiple traffic signals. I needed him as well but his behavior was just funny. He glared at me when I laughed.

Ten minutes later we were stumbling into his room, our lips connected like glue. He closed the door behind us and pushed me against it, pressing his member against me. He removed his coat, throwing it on the chair. His hands were rough on my body as he went behind the dress in search of the zipper. I wrapped my hand around his tie and pulled him closer to me.

Somehow we left the door and he pushed me against the wall, his mouth hard on mine. I frantically unbuttoned his shirt as he loosened his tie and hurled them both on the ground. When he couldn't find my zipper, he bunched my dress up and shoved his finger inside my panties, making me moan.

"I love how responsive you are to me." He said, pressing hot kisses on my jaw and my neck. "I love how you're always so ready for me."

He pushed the front of my dress down along with the bra, and wrapped his warm mouth around my nipple, plunging a finger inside me the same time. I cried out when he curled his finger and pulled it out, thrusting back again.

"Theo, please."

"Please what, angel?"

"I need you. Please." I whimpered.

"Reach behind your back and pull the zipper of your dress down." He commanded. Even in that state of deep lust, I snorted.

He pulled away to look at me.

"You're just asking me to do that because you couldn't find the zipper yourself." I chuckled. Then I decided to get some control of the situation, and pushed up on my toes, pressing a feather light kiss to his jaw. "But that was hot."

"I asked you to pull the zipper down because I like this dress, Mia." He whispered in my ear. "And I thought it would be too bad if I tore it. But I will not hesitate to shred it away from your body if you don't do it in the next two seconds."

My fingers reached behind my back and pulled the zipper down the next second. Theo might like this dress but I loved it. There was no way I would let him ruin it. And the way his eyes were looking at me, I knew he was serious about tearing it up. He smirked when I complied.

He pulled down the straps of my bra, letting the dress pool at my feet. He grabbed my head and pulled me closer to him mouth, pushing my body further into the wall with his. I reached below to unbuckle his pants the same time he hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them down, letting them pool with my dress.

"The bed or the wall, angel?"

I gasped when his tongue circled my nipple and bit the flesh around it. His hands grasped my hips and pinched lightly. I threw my head back, my hands pushing down on his shoulders. His tongue glided up at my neck as he straightened up, and he sucked hard.

I yelped when he pinched my ass again. "The bed or the wall?"

"He-here." I managed to get out of my mouth. I didn't think I could wait till we got to the bed. I didn't think he could as well.

I heard the sound of a plastic foil being ripped. Theo grabbed both of my wrists in one of his hands and held them above my head. With the other one he grabbed my leg and pulled it up in the air, and then he slammed inside me.

I screamed when he increased his pace, struggling to get my wrists free, but his grip just tightened. He dunked his head into my neck, inhaling, licking, sucking. His hand left my leg momentarily to grab my waist and make me balance better, then held my leg again.

"Theo," I moaned when he kissed my neck.

"Scream for me, angel. Scream my name."

He pulled out of me and I whimpered at the loss of contact, but that whimper turned into a loud and high pitched cry when he pushed into me again, this time deeper, rougher. His cock was buried deep inside me, I could feel him in my stomach. He bit my shoulder, licking the same spot to dull the sting, biting it again.

Theo pulled away again, his hands leaving my wrists and my leg to grab my hips and hoist me up. He threw me on the bed, pounced on me the next second, and pounded into me again. I wrapped my legs around him to feel him deeper, clutching the bed sheet tightly, making him grunt.

"The-oh! Fuck!"

"You feel so fucking soft, angel. So warm. So good. Fuck you're so tight." He groaned.

"I-I'm gonna cum." I moaned softly.

"No!" He growled. "Wait for me." He increased his pace, cursing audibly, whispering filthy words in my ear, telling me how good I felt against him. My nails scratched his back, the heels digging in just like he'd wanted.

When I couldn't wait anymore, I cried out as I rode the most world rocking, hard orgasm I'd experienced in my life. Theo came a few seconds later, dropping down on me, both of us panting hard, sweat clinging on our bodies. We didn't say anything for a while, trying to soak each other and this moment. He didn't move away, just inhaled deeply when he buried his head in my neck.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked me.

"That was the most mind blowing sex I've ever had in my entire life." I said. He looked up from my neck at me, grinning. "You didn't hurt me, baby."

"I just- I just wanted to be with you. Away from everything. Away from the drama. I needed this." He whispered. He slid down from my body to lie down next to me.

"I don't know how I got this lucky to find you. I don't know what I did to deserve you." He said. "You're incredible. I don't know if I say this often, but any number of times I say this to you it would never be enough. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met. You're the most amazing and kind and understanding person I've come across. Just the thought of you not being in my life scares the shit out of me. Don't leave me, please, ever."

"Don't leave me." I whispered back to me.

He smiled softly. "You're my life, angel. My everything. You have my heart. Leaving you would kill me. I'm selfish, I'm never letting you go."

I rolled over him, letting my weight fall on his body as he grabbed my waist. My hair came down, he twirled a strand around his finger and tucked them behind my ear. I looked in his eyes. Up this close, I could see a spark in them. "Tell me you love me."

"I love you." His response was instant, spontaneous, and that warmed my heart.

I cupped his face, smiling softly. "I love you, Theo."

He froze underneath me. His hand that was tracing patterns on the bare skin of my back froze. I felt his heartbeat go wild, I felt it. He closed his eyes as if to soak it in, opening them again hesitantly, as if he was afraid I would laugh and tell him I was joking. But I wasn't. I hadn't ever meant anything so much as much as I meant those three words.

"Say that again." He whispered softly.

"I love you."

He crushed me into him, burying his face in my neck, holding my waist so tight I was afraid it would hurt, but it didn't. He would never hurt me. When he pulled his head back, he was smiling. His smile almost blinded me. It was perfect. He was perfect.

"Again."

"I love you."

"Again."

I chuckled softly, tracing his bottom lip with my thumb. "I love you, Theo."

He sunk his head into my neck again, sighing contently. "You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that."

"I'm sorry I took so long." I whispered.

He cupped my face, his long fingers brushing my cheek. "I love you, angel. Only you. It's only you. It's always going to be you. You have my heart."

I looked into his soft eyes. "And I'm never giving it back to you."

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