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I lie there, my chest heaving, my body begging me to give him what he wants while my brain screams that I have to get out, that I need to get away from him before I become a lost cause.
He’s my weakness. My fucking kryptonite.
Walking away from him is going to be harder than I ever thought it would be, and just the prospect of doing so rips me apart.
He’s not the only one who feels different when we’re together.
Without realising it, when I’m with Theo, I allow him to carry some of my weight, my worries. Not in a way that makes me feel dependent on him, but in a way that makes me feel stronger. Like we could actually be a team. A couple. A unit.
Fuck.
I shake my head, forcing those thoughts out.
They’re crazy.
This whole thing is fucking crazy.
“You look so fucking good with my name on your skin, Hellcat.”
“Theo, p-please,” I beg, although I’m starting to lose grip on what it is I actually want.
I’m drunk. On him. And that is a dangerous fucking place to be.
“Anything you want, babe.”
The knife clatters to the side, skidding off until it lands on the floor with a thud, but Theo doesn’t so much as look over at the mess. Instead, he drops to his front and sucks on my clit. Hard.
“Holy fuck,” I scream as he laps at me. “Yes. Yes,” I chant, twisting my fingers in his hair and holding him in place—not that he seems to want to be anywhere else.
This is what I came in here for. This mind-numbing, forget-about-the-rest-of-the-world-and-the-bullshit-surrounding-us pleasure.
“God, just there. Don’t stop.” My back arches and my hips roll as I grind shamelessly against his face.
Riding him earlier was just the beginning of what I needed when I walked in here. I should have known that would have only taken the edge off.
Hell knows, this morning barely even scratched the surface.
The scruff of his jaw scratches the soft skin of my inner thighs, making me float higher, closer to my next earth-shattering release. But the second he pushes two fingers inside me, stretching me open and finding that spot deep inside, I detonate, coming all over his face as wave after wave of pleasure consumes me.
“Fucking perfect, Emmie Cirillo.”
My heart somersaults again at hearing him call me that.
It shouldn’t affect me. I should hate it.
But I don’t. Not even a little bit in this moment. If anything, it only gets me ready to go again even before the aftershocks from that release have faded.
“Oh, fuck. Fuck, Theo,” I cry out, clawing at his shoulders as he pushes inside my over-sensitive cunt and doesn’t stop until he’s bottomed out inside me.
“You’re mine, Emmie,” he breathes in my ear. “Mine. And if anyone tries taking you from me, I’ll fucking kill them.”
“Oh God.” Why does his threat of violence on my behalf get me so hot? “W-what if I take myself away?”
He pulls back from my neck, his eyes wide as he stares down at me in disbelief.
Neither of us moves or says anything for the longest time as he tries to process my words.
“I’ll always find you and bring you back,” he promises quietly before rolling his hips and making my eyelids flutter closed.
