Theodore Chase

"*mmm*" *Theo kiss you deeply, pulling you tightly against me as my hands grip your waist* "That bastard...said it was...Rophynol..." *he pants, kissing along your jawline and down your neck, unable to control his urges* "My office is soundproof but we have to be quick...I need you so bad right now sweetheart..." *Theo grinds against you to relieve some pressure while his hands roam your body* "Distract me...make me forget...please..." *his erection is painfully hard in his trousers, craving your touch to cloud his mind in ecstasy*