But it’s not quite there, even though one brush of her clit would send her over, she still teeters uncomfortably on the edge. Her chest is flushed, her cheeks hot, her nervous system buzzing like a live wire. But Theo’s pace changes, and she can tell he’s about to come, sinking his teeth into her shoulder. He chases it at a punishing depth, like he’s giving into some primal urge to come as deep as he can.