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You bet I would. Images of other women giving him pleasure, making him moan, made my heart ache. He groaned as I licked all over, going one step further and gently sucking them into my mouth, trying my best to please him.
“Start at the bottom, and lick to the tip. Fuck, Penny, I want to fuck your mouth and feel like it’s your pussy I’m fucking.”
Oh god. My heart raced and my eyes closed as I followed his commands. I loved the taste of him. When I reached the top, his grip in my hair tightened. “Open your mouth wide. Take my cock in your mouth and suck, baby. Suck my cock like you still own it.”
Past tense. No. Don’t you dare let anyone have you, my mind screamed. I owned his cock. Giving one last glance up to him, before I showed him exactly who it belonged to, his eyes suddenly opened and met mine. The desire pooling there made my core tighten and my thighs clench together.
I licked my lips as his eyes fell closed, shutting me out again. Opening my mouth, I wrapped my lips around him and sucked.
He pushed my head, and I took him deeper into my mouth. “That’s right take me deep down your throat. You fucking ruined me, Penny. You need to keep sucking. Make me forget.”
The velvety skin of his cock felt smooth along my tongue as each time I reached the tip, I swirled it across.
“Suck harder.” He groaned when I followed my mouth up his cock with my hand. “Ah, god, your mouth is hot like your pussy. Yeah, slide up and down like you did when you were riding my cock. Make me come.”
His breathing picked up as my cheeks hollowed, sucking him as deep as I could. Theo was large. Alright, huge. And I prayed my gag reflex didn’t kick in. That would be a strike against me in the memory department.
“Touch yourself, Penny. Touch that sweet pussy. Show me who it belongs to.”
His dirty words drove me mad with need for him. Hiking up my dress, I pressed my fingers against my clit. I was soaked for him. With one hand around him and another slowly sliding into me, I sucked harder.
“How wet are you? Cover my cock in it. I want you to know what us fucking tastes like.” His grip tightened in my hair making my scalp sting. “Fuck, suck me. Make it as tight as your greedy little cunt. Oh damn, suck my cock deep down your throat.”
I coated his cock with my wetness and continued sucking. Returning my fingers to my clit, I circled faster. My orgasm loomed, almost within reach. The way Theo spoke to me turned me on, and I would never get enough. Selfish and greedy when it came to him, I would always want more and more. His fingers twined in my hair as he pumped his hips, fucking my mouth.
“Damn, I’m imagining your mouth is your wet pussy. Do you want me to fuck you, Penny?”
I moaned against his cock. God, I wanted it. More than anything. I wanted to feel him inside me again, to see the look on his face when he felt my orgasm. He pulled my head up, and I lost the prize winning suction I had on him. With a loud pop echoing throughout the car, I gazed into his hooded eyes.
“Do you want me to own you?”
“Yes, please,” I plead.
“Too fucking bad.”
I woke up in a frenzy as the sun streamed through the window. Fuck. My heart thrummed in my chest as I closed my eyes and tried to return to the dream involving Theo. I wanted to go back and change the outcome. Make him not hate me. In every dream I would chase after him, and each time he pushed me away. In reality it didn’t happen that way at all. I was a coward when Theo rushed out of the Hard Rock. I didn’t chase after him. Only in my dreams.
He’d been the star of my dreams for the past three weeks. Theo, The Lord of My Nightmares. Because that’s what this was, a nightmare. Ever since the night I accepted my father’s deal.
The night I sold my soul to the devil.
TWO
THEO
Life was best lived by the happy.
Empty pizza boxes littered my coffee table. Half-eaten Thai takeout containers saddled alongside as well. Thank god for takeout. Because that’s what you do when your world crashes down around you. You don’t cook and clean. No one does that. Instead, you mindlessly order takeout and let the shit pile up around you. I had this down to a science. Order. Eat. Repeat. Amidst all the shit were the pages of the one hundred and fifty-two-page contract, haphazardly strewn around, decorating the living room floors. I’d read the document over and over trying to figure a way out from under Pardo’s wicked ways and the agreement I had signed. I was a fool but at least I was a good looking one. Too bad Penny didn’t give a fuck. Apparently she preferred money over looks. Stupidity over brains. A puny prick over my big cock.
It’d been three weeks since our meeting at the Hard Rock. Three long weeks I spent holed up in my condo only surfacing for air occasionally to take my daughter to dinner. I liked to think of it as hermiting. Blair had been understanding. She knew I was going through something and didn’t bother with questions, which I appreciated.
The last page bearing my signature clung to the
cotton of my Deadpool t-shirt. I crumbled it in my hands and flung it toward the TV. Netflix asked if I still wanted to watch whatever program was playing on loop. I lost track of time and my remote—buried somewhere deep within the shit pile. I had no idea what even played on the TV, anyways. Arrested Development? Or was it Family Guy? Either way, I grabbed the Xbox controller, clicking the yes icon, to return to the show. At least Netflix cared enough to ask me what I wanted to do. Unlike Penny, who didn’t give a thought to my feelings.
Despair washed over me when my mind drifted to her once again. Her sweet taste. Her intoxicating eyes. The way she beamed at her fiance. All the fight in me left as I remembered her face when her father announced she was engaged.
As the sound of the theme music for How I Met Your Mother played through the sound system, I bolted into an upright position. Time was a foreign concept. My fuzzy eyes took in the disarray of my condo.
