Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 25

Bethany

POV

The chat about a booty call was fun; as Theo bumbled his way through asking me, he did not look like his usually confident self.

He had never asked a woman to be that before. It was funny but serious at the same time as he raised doubts in my head. The other two ladies' faces came to mind, and I brushed them away. He might go out with them but promised not to be intimate. Although my trust was low, I felt he was not lying when he made that promise, but who knows, when the moment is right, he will have time to let me know before he dives in.

I decided to take the risk, as I felt more comfortable being with Theo than a random man who might pick me up at a bar. I agreed with him. His face lit up when he realized I had agreed to all our conditions, and his reaction was immediate. Today would be my very first official booty call.

Swooping me up like a bride and carrying me to my bedroom, I quickly thought about my sheets and if I had changed them recently, but I had to laugh at that silly thought as I felt his already hardening in his jeans and all thoughts of the condition of my bedroom fled. I knew how large he was and wondered if this time would be as good as the last. I was emotional the last time we came together, and it was a spontaneous moment and had not been intimate for a while, so I was extra needy.

Theo was so tender, his face full of concentration as he laid me on the bed, and I felt wanted as he carefully undressed me. I felt all sorts of emotions flowing through me, emotions I was not ready to address. He was so attentive, making sure my needs were met before he crawled up the bed and gave me a long, brutal kiss, plunging his tongue into my mouth. Theo leaned back on his knees and reached over for a condom. I reached up and took it from his hands and tore it open, his eyes watching me as I opened it, and then I left his gaze to put it on, his long, thick, hard, yet soft member in my hand, as I slowly lowered the condom on to him. I had never done that before and hoped I had done it right. I flicked my eyes back up to his, and he was burning with desire. A soft smile graced his lips.

His hand went to his member and ran it down from tip to bottom. I hoped that was to make sure it was in the right way or sitting more comfortably on his erection, as I did not know if it could hurt or not if incorrectly fitted. I remember my girlfriends when we practiced on a cucumber when we were in high school. I think we were sixteen, and two of them were already active. I was not ready to plunge into that yet. I was more of a nerd, working hard to get good grades.

He looked down as he rubbed his end on my wetness, slicking up the end, before he slowly entered me, his face full of wonder as he watched himself disappear into my pink folds. I felt every inch of him as he filled me completely, then grabbed me by my ankles and lifted my legs onto his shoulders, a position I had never been in before. He started to slowly piston in and out of me in long strokes; I felt him deep inside of me, hitting every part of my tunnel, stretching me beyond anything I had before. The piston grew faster, and I could do little to participate. I was more along for the ride of my life. He placed the fingers of his left hand on my folds, and his fingers started to rub my mound, speeding up my pending eruption. My stomach started to tighten, and I screamed out his name as I could take no more. I looked at his face; he was proud of me, screaming his name and his accomplishment of making me reach a high twice, yet he had not finished.

He lowered my legs carefully, placing each on either side of him, at that same time, never leaving our connection to each other. His member was hard and pulsed inside of me, eager to reach the finish line, but Theo did not rush it. He lowered himself on top of me, resting on his elbows, as he started to increase the thrusts inside of me. I lifted my hips to meet his, and as the thrusts got harder and impossibly deeper, sweat began to glisten on his forehead, and his chest and his breathing got faster as he pushed faster to his own end. I called out his name again as my core throbbed around his rigid member, and two thrusts later, he growled out my name, filling the condom with his seed.

His breathing is short, his arms shaking as he holds himself off of me, and then he lowers himself to the side and pulls me with him, holding my bottom to him, not letting us separate. I end up on top of him, and my legs automatically part to rest on either side of him, his member still pulsing inside of me. He looked so handsome at that moment; his eyes were closed as he took deep breaths to calm himself back down as if he had just run a marathon.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and he looked at me, his eyes shining in the light coming from outside, his face serene and relaxed. He thrust his hips up, and I felt that his member had not yet softened, and I was filled with curiosity if it would indeed soften at all while he was deep inside of me.

I giggled when he pushed deeper into me again, and his member pulsed, making me surprised he was thinking of going again so soon.

'You are kidding me.' I said, and he dared to smirk at me and push again in confirmation that he had every intention of going again.

'No, time for sleep. I demanded and tried to climb off of him, but he held my hips firm and thrust again.

I groaned, and he did it again, but this time, after his thrust, he lifted me off of him, swung his legs off the bed, and headed to the bathroom. I lay on my back, absorbing what had just happened, my lady parts a little tender from the strenuous workout it had just gone through, a smile on my face as I enjoyed the euphoria of the event.

Theo returned, the condom removed and his member swinging softly between his legs. In his hand was a washcloth. He sat on the side of the bed, and with one hand, he nudged my legs to part, which I willingly complied, and he washed my groin, removing the evidence of our marathon escapade with a warm cloth.

This was almost too much for me. The after-care was something I had never expected or thought was possible. I thought once a guy got what he wanted, it was over, and snoring would be the next thing to expect, but Theo had proved me wrong and raised the bar for any other lover I may have in the future.

He went back to the bathroom, and when he came back to bed, he climbed in behind me. He pulled me to him. He gave me one last longing kiss before pushing me over so he could spoon in behind me, his right hand on my b****t, his left on my tummy; his hold was firm but not too tight; I felt safe and content and very sated.

If this is what I will be getting for a booty call, I am more than willing to continue until he replaces a new lady to take my place. For a brief moment, that saddened me, but then I let it go and decided to enjoy what I had while I had it. The best s*x I have ever had.