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“Screw you,” I pant.
He laughs, sending a wave of hot breath skating over my cheeks. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To screw me. Have you thought about what it would be like to have me inside you, Kid?”
I swallow thickly. “No.”
“Look at me.”
“Why?”
“’Cause I wanna know if you’re any good at hiding your lies.”
God, god, god, this is bad. This is reallybad. “Go to hell.”
His hand shifts, grabbing hold of me by my jaw this time. He gives my head a little shake. “Open them,” he snarls.
I do.
“Now. Tell me again. Tell me you haven’t thought about me, the way I’ve been thinking about you.”
“You are the furthest thing from my mind, Theodore.Always.”
He clucks his tongue. “You need to practice that in the mirror some more.”
Before I can curse at him again, his mouth crashes down on mine. I’m wound taut, my muscles bunched so tight that I must be about to shatter against him. His tongue slips past my teeth and I’m done for. I can’t resist this any longer. He kisses me, working his hands into my hair, breathing heavily into my mouth as he explores every part of me with his tongue, and I let him. More than that, I kiss him back. I cling to him, giving him everything he wants and then some. I take whatIwant, and it’s heaven. He tastes sweet and salty, addicting enough to make me whimper. For every move that he makes, I counter. This is far more than just a kiss. His hands work their way down, sliding over the sensitive skin of my neck, over my collar bone, and I match him, grabbing hold of him by his shirt, drawing him closer. His hands move down further, groping my breasts over my top, fingers pinching and rolling my nipples through the thin material of my bra and—
Oh fuck. Oh god. Oh…GOD!
—I slide my hands up the inside of his shirt, digging my fingernails into his stomach and his sides, relishing the feel of his hard-packed muscle. Theo lets out an animal sound, guttural and desperate, and I lose all sense of up and down. Right and wrong. The conflict that’s been raging inside my head for weeks now comes to an abrupt ceasefire as I sit forward, as far the armrest will allow, curving myself into him.
“Do you have any idea how hard you’re making me right now?”
The need in his voice is palpable. It travels between us, transferring from him to me, and I welcome it, because like this, locked together with the tip of his tongue flicking at my lips and his hands holding onto me tight enough to leave marks, the world has gone silent. I’m not in pain anymore. I’m not suffering. I find a kind of peace in this madness, even knowing that it’s wrong, and somehow that makes what’s happening even more addicting.
When did I become this weak? If I thought about it, could I pinpoint the moment when I lost this battle, or is it happening right now, in this moment, with his hand wrapped around my throat and his tongue in my mouth? God, I am the worst kind of creature alive.
Rachel is dead.
Rachel is dead.
Rachel isdead.
Repeating that phrase has kept me anchored and on track in the past, but the words mean nothing now. They’re background noise. I can’t hear them over the roaring in my head.
“Fuck, your mouth…” Theo groans. “I can’t tell you what I wanna do to this sweet fucking mouth.”
He kisses me again before I can pull away, or breathe, or even think.
I start to slide my hands out from beneath his t-shirt, unable to bear the feel of his skin, but he takes hold of my chin again, looking me dead in the eyes. “Put them back,” he commands.
His tone brooks no argument; it’s my nature to argue all the same. “Why should I?”
“If you’re hands aren’t on my chest and my stomach, I’ll find somewhere else for them to be, Voss. And while the thought of you wrapping them around my dick sounds absolutely fucking perfect right now, I don’t want either of us to get expelled.”
“You wouldn’t. You wouldn’tdareget your dick out—”
He clenches his jaw, glowering at me, anger pouring out of him as he rips his hand away from my face and unfastens his jeans. I watch him do it, too surprised by his sudden display of fury to stop him. And then, and then…
Oh…holyshit.
