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A quick retort helps to erase that thought. “Even better. Afully grownman-baby. Wonderful.”
Theo narrows his eyes. “Henry is another one of Ruth’s pet projects.”
Whatdid he just say? Firstly, I’m offended by the implication that I am a pet fucking project. Secondly, he’s wrong. He’s just…he’s fucking wrong. I shake my head. “Ruth doesn’t foster boys. She only fosters girls. Girls like me.”
A casual, slow smile spreads across Theo’s tragically handsome face. “Seems there’s a lot about your ol’ pal Ruth that you don’t know.”
“Tell me,”I spit.
Theo holds up his pinkie. “Like I said.”
“God, you’re pathetic.” I take his wrist and hold it steady, quickly giving his little finger a brisk peck. The contact lasts less than a second, but my body reacts even so. I want to crawl out of my skin; I don’t want this. I don’t want to feel like this—
I’m getting used to Theo’s icy smile, but this time it’s a punch to the gut. There’s a spark of heat to it that can’t be denied. “You can do better than that, sweetheart.”
“Urgh! What do you want from me?”
By god, I shouldnothave asked.
Theo looks like a kid on Christmas morning, if that kid was a sadist and enjoyed causing others pain for his own enjoyment. “I’m so glad you asked. Let me show you.” Fast as lightning, he sucks his pinkie into his mouth. It comes out glistening. A second later, he’s rubbing the pad of it against my lips, running it over my bottom lip, wetting it, back and forth.
He bites down on his own lip as he watches what he’s doing. Completely stunned, I have no idea what to do. I don’t even really feel the pressure of his finger on my mouth. All I can see is how feral he appears, eyes so focused on his actions.
He looks like he wants to eat me.
He definitely looks like he wants to kiss me again.
It’s all I can do to remain upright and breathe without passing out.
“Open for me, Voss,” he murmurs.
NO!
In my head, I yell the word in his face. Slap him. Claw at him. Spit at him. I hit him so hard, I crack my own bones and split my own skin.
“Why? Why do you want this?”
He turns, angling to face me, making it very clear that I am the center of his attention. Briefly, his eyes dart up to meet mine. “’Cause this whole thing iskillingme,” he growls. “I want you. I wanna make you mine. I want your legs wrapped around my fucking head and your pussy wetting my mouth, just…like…this…” Theo’s finger traces even slower across my bottom lip, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. “Because I want…you,” he says breathlessly. “I wanna sink my dick so deep inside you that you scream. I can’t stop fucking thinking about you, and your smile, and tits, and how sweet your cunt must taste. I want to hold you down while I rail the fucking shit out of you. I want to see the second when you fall apart.” Never before have I witnessed the kind of intensity that’s burning in his eyes at this very moment; it’s utterly intoxicating. “Does that answer your question?”
I open my mouth.
It isn’t even a conscious decision.
I just do it.
Somewhere in the back of my head, Rachel is whooping, cheering, giving me a mental high five.‘Finally! Atta girl. Make him squirm, Sorrell.’
And yes, heissquirming.
A war rages within me, pulling me in four different directions: I want him; I hate him; I need him; I’m gonna kill him. If Ruth could see me now, she’d drop down dead on the spot. I could never disappoint her more than I am right now. But…I curl my tongue around his finger, savoring the taste of popcorn butter on his skin, exhaling heavily down my nose. In all the ways that this feels wrong, it also feels so right. Theo grunts, his teeth gouging harder into his bottom lip, turning his flesh white as he studies me at work.
“Jesus Christ,” he groans.
“Shh!”The warning doesn’t come from Ford this time. It comes from further back in the auditorium. Clearly, some of the students really want to watch this movie. On the screen, the characters are arguing, but don’t ask me why. All I know is that Theo’s curling his finger in my mouth, digging it into my cheek, fish-hooking me as he pulls my face closer to his. His other hand closes around my throat, and I can’t bear it anymore. I close my eyes. It was bad enough when I could feel his lips moving against my ear, but feeling them move against my mouth…
Fuck.
He removes his finger. “Good girl. It’s about time you gave in. I was getting pretty sick of waiting.”
