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Her heart squeezed again, emotions bubbling up inside. She had no idea what she had done to deserve him, but she made sure to thank her lucky stars for it. Or maybe it was that lucky jersey…

“You might just be the most amazing man I have ever met, Britt Callahan.”

“You are easily the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, Theodosia Kappas.”

His mouth found hers again, this time kissing her slowly, softly, like they had all the time in the world. Maybe they did. Being late to dinner wasn’t a crime. Missing out on his kisses though…now that would be.

Theo pressed into him more, snaking her arms around his neck. She wanted to be as close as humanly possible, and even that didn’t seem like enough in this moment. Cowboy seemed to agree, his hands sliding down her body, landing on her ass. In a sudden swift motion, he grabbed hold, lifting her up with ease, never breaking their kiss. Theo felt like she was flying, weightless as he spun them around, standing completely under the showerhead for a moment, before moving to the bench in a single step. Sitting down, he kept her in his lap straddling him, his cock nestled in between them. Reaching down, she wrapped her hand around his dick, loving the weight of it in her hand. Slowly, she started to move her hand up and down, stroking him in time with their kisses.

“Fuck, you have no idea what you do to me,” he muttered.

“Same.”

Cowboy lowered his head to her breast, capturing her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. Theo felt her nipple contract and pebble from his touch, his hand grabbing hold of the other one. Arching her back, she pushed her chest forward, wanting more of his oral assault. Her whole body was so responsive to his touch, but the way he played with her breasts always did her in. Nibbling, sucking, tweaking, he lavished the taut peaks until Theo cried out, afraid the pleasure was going to be too much. All of her nerve endings were on fire, her core tingling with anticipation. That was how good this man was with his mouth—whatever part of her he wasn’t touching waited not-so-patiently for its turn. And right now, her pussy was screaming the loudest.

Grinding her hips against him, her hands holding his head in place, not wanting any of it to end, Theo continued to stroke his cock, brushing it up against her clit. Fuck, that felt amazing.

“Yeah darlin’, use my dick,” he groaned, his words muffled from between her tits.

But just using his cock wasn’t enough. She needed him inside her. Needed him filling her up as she came.

Holding him still, she lifted up, centering herself over his length. Cowboy groaned, the tip of his cock circling her clit one last time before she slowly lowered herself down.

Stars formed behind her eyes, the sensations running through her taking over. There was feeling good, and then there was this. Whatever this was. It was heady and intoxicating, like a drug. A drug she wanted so much more of.

Running his fingers through her wet hair, Cowboy pulled her head toward him, as Theo slowly rocked against him. His lips were tender, his tongue gently tangoing with hers. They weren’t in a rush, and their actions proved it.

The world could wait. Their feelings for each other couldn’t.

* * *

If Cowboy had felt like his heart could burst earlier today while watching Theo during the game, he was sure it was going to now. At any moment he was going to cease to exist, and it was all because of her.

The beautiful brunette in his arms, riding his cock slow and steady, had turned out to be everything he didn’t know he needed. Underneath that hard exterior of hers was a funny, spirited woman who challenged him and made him want to rise to the occasion. All it had taken was a little trust. A trust that he was going to hold on to with his life.

A moan escaped from Theo, reverberating off the subway tiles, drowning out the sound of the shower. It was music to his ears. And he wanted more. Lots more. He wanted to watch her come undone, to feel her pussy grip him so hard that he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from coming inside her.

Grabbing hold of her hips, he dug his fingers into her ass, grinding her down harder onto his cock. Theo squeezed his biceps as she let out another long, throaty moan. Fuck, was she beautiful.

They continued like this for a long moment, moans and grunts filling the air, her slowly rocking her hips, then picking up the pace a bit. So many emotions swelled within Cowboy, his chest constricting, but words failed him. His actions didn’t though, showing Theo exactly how he felt as he held her close, kissing her deeply. Her response was in her own kiss, in the way she held him. Words weren’t needed.

“Come with me,” he whispered when he could tell she was getting close.

Theo’s eyes flew open, the surprise in them clear as day. Cowboy knew he was often demanding in bed, his dirty mouth getting the better of him. It was something Theo seemed to love, taunting and teasing him. This moment was different though. This wasn’t the time for comments about her pretty pussy or her being naughty—even if both of those things were still true. Now was the time for them to come together in a way they hadn’t before.

Reaching in between them, his thumb found her clit, circling it slowly. Theo gasped, grinding hard against him. She was close, he knew she was. He couldn’t describe it, but there was a face she made right as her orgasm was starting to build in earnest. Theo was making that face now. Continuing to circle her clit, he pistoned up into her, meeting her thrust for thrust. His whole body felt like it was on fire, his chest still overflowing with emotions, head swimming in a cloud of desire. All he needed was a few more strokes and…

“Britt!” Theo cried out, her body spasming in his arms, pussy clamping down on his cock.

“Theodosia…” he grunted. His climax slammed into him, all his muscles seizing and releasing at once.

It was the hardest he’d ever come, aftershocks still hitting him long after. Theo collapsed against him, his hand dragging up and down her back, enjoying her in his arms. As crazy as it sounded, this was where she belonged. Who knew what life back in Atlanta held for them, but what he did know was that he wanted to face it together.

“I should probably get you cleaned up,” he said, breaking the silence after a long moment.

“Ummm, I think I should get myself cleaned up,” she retorted. “The only thing you seem to be good for is getting me dirtier.”

“I like you dirty.”