Page 31 of The Rhythm of their Souls

The time is fucking now. I begin forcefully slamming her head onto me with no remorse.

She quickly wraps both hands around me and jerks along with my fast motion. My dick is pulsating from the pleasure building inside me. In one quick movement, I thrust my hips forward, and I feel the tip of my dick slide down her tight throat. “Oh my Go—” I release myself into her throat. My legs shake from the intensity of it all. I tilt my head back and gaze at the night sky; the stars illuminate the darkness.

Once I catch my breath, my vision loses that fuzzy feeling. I look down at Olive; she is wiping my remains off of her mouth. I bring myself back down in the water and pull her into my chest.

All I want to do now is to be close to her. It’s the weirdest feeling. I’ve never wanted to do this with a girl; honestly, I never have. I’ve never disrespected a girl, but anytime I hooked up with someone, that’s all it ever was. Olive has snatched my soul right out of my dick and claimed it.

Olive lifts her head from my shoulder, looking behind me. She begins quietly laughing. What the hell is she laughing at? “Theo, we are naked, and there are people headed this way with flashlights.”

I quickly turn and look over my shoulder. Oh shit! They’re getting close.

I urge her, “Come on, we’ve got to go now!” She is laughing hysterically now. And I can’t help but join her as we run out of the water butt ass naked. This girl is trouble but in a damn good way.

Chapter 18

I don’t think I’ve laughed that hard in a long time. We barely made it off the beach in clothes before the family of five passed through with their flashlights. I don’t think they saw anything, but I can’t be so sure about that. It was challenging to slip my fully soaked dress back on. Mind you, it was also covered in gritty ass sand. Theo had his shorts on in no time immediately after exiting the water. He was frantically trying to hurry, and I couldn’t help but pick at him just a little.

It took us around thirty minutes to walk back to the beach house because we may or may not have stopped at someone’s random condo to use their outdoor shower. So, by the time we returned to the beach house, it was after three in the morning. What a night it’s been. I haven’t felt this alive in a very long time. Thanks to Theo.

I don’t know how long Chase and Danielle have been asleep. I had gone upstairs to get Lottie, but she must be rooming with them tonight. Leo was lying in front of the bedroom door, almost as if he was guarding it. I love how quickly he and Lottie took to each other.

I don’t feel a wink of tiredness. So much has happened tonight that I think my body and mind are trying to process it all. This is all very new to me, a high I didn’t know existed. Never has a man made me feel what Theo has. The way he caressed me with every single touch. Noah never touched me in that way, because I was an object to him, nothing more.

It’s already almost time to head back home, which means reality is waiting at my doorstep. I dread the shit out of it. I have no words to express the time I’ve had here with the four of us. It’s everything I’ve needed and more. I have felt at home while here, thanks to Chase and Theo being so welcoming.

Life works in mysterious ways, and even though I feel very grateful for the memories and people brought into my life, it also terrifies me. Most good things get snatched away from me, or just merely do not exist.

And the thought of letting someone break those internal barriers scares the shit out of me.

I won’t deny there is something there with Theo. My body alerted me when I first saw him at Taylor’s party. I’ve played multiple scenarios in my head, and my soul tells me he came into my life for a reason. Like the cure to my brokenness, the way he made me feel tonight continues to replay in my head. Our dance, the intimacy, the connection. It’s almost too good to be true.

As we sit here facing each other in this hammock, I know I need to tell him about Noah. How he takes in the information will tell me if this is something worth fighting for.

I’ve fought all my life, trying to stay above the water that continuously tries to pull me under. I won’t give up so easily on this, not after the reassurance Theo has continued to give me. But will he accept things from my past?

“I could sleep right here in this hammock tonight,” I say, looking up at the two palm trees holding us up. I look back at Theo. Of course, he’s staring at me like he’s soaking me in. I gently slap at his leg. “What is your fascination with my face, sir?”

He gives me a cute grin. “If I had your face, I’d stare at myself in the mirror all the time.”

I let out a loud snort. “Ha, okay!”

He encircles my leg with small, tantalizing movements, causing the familiar goosebumps to appear once more. “I’m serious, Olive. You are absolutely beautiful.”

I must remember what he told me on the beach about being serious when he says something. I won’t argue with him on this one. I smile at him. “You’re not bad to look at yourself, Theo.”

He lets out a deep breath. “Seriously, quit being so hard on yourself. There is no one quite like you, and it draws me to you.” He always has such a way with words.

“I’m sorry; I know I can be negative sometimes; it’s just something I’ve done for a long time.” I pick at my fingernails nervously.

He gives my leg a squeeze. “Because someone stole your confidence at some point?” he says with understanding.

I nod my head. “Something like that, I guess you could say.”

Theo sits quietly, waiting for a more detailed answer. Do I tell him that Noah wasn’t the start of my insecurities? Do I tell him a kid bullied me into thinking I was nothing more than walking trash? Do I leave out the fact that I’ve never had a father figure?

This is my moment to bring up the uncomfortable subjects I’ve been avoiding.

I take a slow, deep breath. “A boy who received everything in life bullied me throughout grade school. I was trash in his eyes, and he ensured I felt the same about myself. It wasn’t until I was older that maturity grabbed ahold of me and slowly built my confidence in physical areas, but it didn’t change how I felt on the inside.”