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Theo takes advantage of my open mouth and hooks his fingers inside my cheek again, just like he did last night in the auditorium. I can taste myself on him, the smell of my arousal coating his skin. I moan, unable to keep the sound at bay. He leans down, eyes full of fire, and says, “They get throat-fucked, sweetheart. They get bent over and have their assholes stretched out.”
“I don’t…do…that.” It’s difficult to get the words out.
He cocks his head to one side, narrowing his eyes. I’ll be damned if his cock doesn’t twitch inside me. “Don’t you?”
I shake my head.
“You sure? ’Cause I think you’re agoodgirl. I think you do what I tell you to do.”
Fucking hell. The feminist in me revolts at his words. But the subservient part of me, a side of me I didn’t know existed until now, glows with pleasure. Idowant to obey him. I want to be his good girl. The idea of him putting me over his knee and teasing my asshole makes my cheeks flush to the point where I feel like my own blood is giving me sub-dermal second-degree burns. I’ve never even thought about that before…
With one hand around my throat, and the fingers of his other hand fish-hooking me, Theo’s leaning a considerable amount of weight on me. Still not all of his weight, though. His core strength must be ridiculous if he’s holding himself off me with his stomach muscles alone. I’d kill to rip his shirt off right now. I want to see his skin, see his ink, study every line of his chest and his abs, but when I go to try and grab his shirt by the hem again, Theo releases me and grabs me by both wrists, using one hand to pin them over my head.
“I don’t recall giving you permission to touch me.”
“I don’t recall giving you permission to touchme,” I counter. My voice is rough. I’d blame it on the way he was choking me, but it would be a lie. It’s pure need. I hear it. Theo does, too. He smiles a savage smile, stroking his fingers down my cheek, my neck, over my own shirt. He palms my breast again, kneading and squeezing it until I cry out.
“Do I need permission to touch you?” he asks.
“I—”
“Do Ihaveyour permission? Can I touch you wherever I like? Whenever I like? However I like?”
Only a fool would say yes.
I am that fool.
I nod.
Theo glows at my response. “That’s anextremelygood girl. I’ll let you know when you can see me naked, Voss. Until then…”
I’d object at the injustice of his double standard, but I’m lost for words when he jerks his hips back and slams himself into me.Hard.
“This is what you get for moving when I told you not to.”
I wait for another punishing thrust, but when Theo rocks back and dips his hips forward again, he only slides an inch of himself inside me—again and again, short little thrusts, inserting just the tip of his cock. I had no idea my body could need anything as much as I need him to push all the way inside me again.
“Fuck! Theo! Oh my god, please! Fucking—”
My teeth crack together when he slams himself home again. All the way to the hilt.
“THEO!”
I brace for another powerful thrust, but no. He goes back to the short, teasing little strokes that make me want to rip out my own hair.
I try to pull him further into me, but Theo’s far stronger than I am—and so is his will. “Patience. Ride it out with me. You got this.”
I’d love to be able to contain myself. My self-control and dignity have flown out of the window, though. I need him—my body is on fire—and I will do anything I can to claim what I need. I writhe beneath him, wrestling with him, urgently trying to rock my hips up to meet him, to take more of him, to steal more than he’s trying to give me.
He buries his head into my neck and nips aggressively at my skin, the unexpected pressure of his teeth causing me to drag down a sharp breath. “Do I need to tie you down, Kid? Or should I just stop fucking you until you can behave yourself?”
“No! No, please, no. Don’t stop!” That would be a fate worse than death. I shudder as I marshal myself, attempting to calm the racing of my heart and the pounding rhythm of my blood. I’m aching for him though, and that ache is threatening to consume me from the inside out. It’s so fucking difficult to relax my body and let this happen.
Somehow, I release the tension in my back and my legs, though. Theo smiles down at me, all satisfaction and…the faintest hint of pride.
“There. Perfect,” he breathes. Brushing his lips over my forehead, my temple, along the line of my jaw, he peppers feather-light kisses against my mouth, and I canfeelhis smile now. It makes my soul burn to experience the shape of it there and to know that it’s all for me.
He begins that grueling pattern again, dipping himself inside me, the tip of his cock just reaching deep enough toalmostanswer the demand thrumming around my body. And again, just as I’m about to lose my fucking mind, he surges forward, burying himself so deep that my eyes go wide and all common sense abandons me.
