Chapter 34 Long Cherished desire
Veronica's POV:
“We’re going global…” I laughed breathlessly, staring at Theo like I still couldn’t quite believe it.
“Our startup is going to start churning millions,” Theo smiled with quiet certainty. “For sure.”
That did it!
I laughed again... harder this time... so much that my sides started to ache. It wasn’t just happiness... it was the release of the seven days of fear, exhaustion, and self-doubt poured out of me all at once. My father was finally going to see me. Really see me.
What I achieved now wasn't a favor, or a marriage alliance, or borrowed success. This was all my intelligence... and hard work.
And Chase? He would be pained to see me this successful... and that would give me extra fulfillment. Probably, my father himself would kick him out.
The thought made my laughter bubble up again, making me feel lighter like a feather.
Then I turned to Theo, and suddenly I felt an overwhelming amount of gratitude. Whatever I am today, was because of his compassion.
“You know,” I said softly, my laughter fading into a smile, “I couldn’t have done any of this without you.”
“You did more than you realize, Veronica.” His green eyes warmed, a little surprised, a little tender.
I shook my head. “Not without you.”
And just like that, automatically, my lips found his, as if that is where it always belonged.
My body ached on its own, remembering the last time I had been pressed against him like this—an unfulfilled desire that had never quite faded. This time, my insides ached for that fulfillment.
I clung to him, pressing my lips against his, and he stepped back slowly until his back hit the wall.
I wanted him to take things further this time…
But then he whispered, “Veronica…” his breath warm against my neck. “Are you sure you want to do this right now?”
“Yes… I want to,” I said, my pulse pounding in my ears. “Trust me, I’m not sad or anything right now. I really want this.”
“But you’re too happy,” Theo said gently, blinking those beautiful green eyes of his. “You shouldn’t make important decisions when you’re either too happy or too sad.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at him, at the way he was always so concerned about me.
“Fine,” I said, stepping back. “Let’s do this only when I’m not too happy or too sad.”
Theo and I spent the rest of the day preparing our presentation for the global expo. We tried to keep things professional, but the tension between us was just too much to bear.
Not just me... Theo himself was finding it too difficult to resist whatever was happening between us.
While I worked, I caught him staring at me several times... something so unlike Theo, who usually had a concentration as solid as steel. It all made me feel butterflies inside, and it was a little special that I was distracting Theo!
By evening, I was soaking too much in his heat! I finally gave up and walked toward him.
“Theo…” I called him out... “I'm not too happy or too sad... I'm feeling normal.” He immediately looked up at me, as if he was expecting this from me.
His green eyes locked onto mine, a spark of heat igniting in them that made my stomach flip. He just looked too soft and sensual at the same time.
Without a word, Theo pushed back from his chair, standing in one smooth motion that was in contrast to his usual calm appearance.
He closed the distance between us in two strides, and his hands found my waist and lifted me effortlessly onto the edge of the desk.
I gasped as he stepped between my legs, his body fitting against mine like he belonged there. My thighs parted instinctively, and I hooked my ankles behind his back, pulling him tighter until his hips ground into me.
"Isn't this how you left me last time..." I whispered against his ear.
He chuckled, not sweetly like he used to... this was too sensual to hear. "I'm going to finish what I started."
Then his mouth crashed down on mine, now his kiss was rough and demanding, his tongue pushing past my lips into my mouth with a rhythm that promised more... and I was slightly surprised, that he was even capable of such roughness.
He was handling me like he owned me... strong, with so much vitality. His hands roamed up my thighs, shoving my skirt higher that made me moan into his kiss.
One hard thrust, and he was in me, making me cry out his name, fulfilling my long-cherished desire...
He built it slowly, moved effortlessly, each thrust deliberate and deep, his hips rolling into mine, sending me to oblivion.
I noticed how he wasn't using much of his force, but with angles he was hitting all the right spots, as if he already knew where I was weak and aching.
Throughout the time, his mouth never left mine. His tongue was mirroring the thrust of his hips, plunging in and out, tasting my moans as they spilled from my lips.
Then he shifted his weight, one hand sliding up to cup my breast, thumb flicking over my hardened nipple before pinching it hard, twisting until I arched into him, my nails raking down his back.
Theo groaned softly against my neck, his teeth nipping at the skin there. I was lost in it, amazed at how he commanded my body without effort, his yoga-toned muscles flexing under my touch as he held me steady.
When we were on the edge, he looked directly into my eyes, with such an intensity and depth... that made me feel completely lost in the moment... as if there were no boundaries between us... we both were one.
"Theo," I gasped, my voice breaking as waves of pleasure crashed over me, making me feel like I was floating in the air, free from the burdens of the world.