With a glance up at me to make sure we were on the same page, he pushed inside me with a soft moan.

“Goddamn.” I fell forward, clinging to his shoulders as I let my body adjust to stretch around him. “It’s been a while.”

“Try thirty fucking years,” Theo muttered. When I snuck a look at him, laughter danced behind his eyes. I smiled, and he began thrusting underneath me.

Every hard push of his cock drove deeper into me, making me forget everything that had gone wrong. We moved together in time, our breaths syncing as our speed became more urgent, our hands grasping for any bit of skin we could find. I could feel my release building low, spiraling through my veins, and I wanted nothing more than to find it with Theo. His hands gripped my hips, pulling me harder against him, bruising my flesh.

“Come for me, sweet girl. I’ve got you,” he murmured, rocking my hips on top of him in a rhythm sure to drive me over the edge. “I’ve got you.”

“Oh, Theo,” I moaned. “Fuck me…” I was lost to the pleasure, not a thought in my head except for how Theo’s cock urged me to chase my orgasm.

Theo removed one of his hands from my hip, dragging his thumb across to my clit. He rubbed slow circles as I fucked myself. “Show me how pretty you look when you come.”

His quiet words combined with the overload of sensations had me shaking and trembling around his cock as I came. Beneath me, Theo continued to roll my hips through my release, moaning softly as he found his own orgasm. We stayed connected for a moment, enjoying the quiet that came after really good sex. But I couldn’t be sure if it was the quiet, or just a desperation to stay in this bubble of bliss before returning to the dank basement of our reality.

I rolled off him onto the scratchy rug, waiting for my breathing to return to normal, and my heart to stop pounding. “Well that was…”

“Definitely something.” He laughed, and I couldn’t help but join in. Because if nothing else, it was definitely something.

I reached down to my feet, grabbing for my discarded pants before pulling them on. They were dirty, but I figured it didn’t really matter. If I was really stuck here for eternity, whoever was here would see a lot worse than dusty jeans.

“Did you bring anything in with you when you walked through the door?” Theo asked from the floor.

“Umm…” I had to think about it. So much had happened since that moment, it all seemed like a blur. I’m sure the alcohol wasn’t helping. “I brought in one box.”

“Hope it had clothes in it. We don’t exactly have a ton of women’s clothes between us.”