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Pulling my phone out with a wide smile, I drop her a quick text message.
Me: Rule number seven – keep your door unlocked.
THIRTY-TWO
Hedoesn’tbotherknocking,just strolls into my bedroom like he belongs here. When he sent his text, I had every intention of locking my door and keeping him out, but the minute I heard my friends going to their rooms, I slipped out of my room and twisted the lock to open.
He smirks at me now, his hands pulling down the zipper of my black hoodie before he slips it off and tosses it onto the floor. His white t-shirt comes off next, revealing the expanse of tattoos covering his skin.
“What are you doing?” I ask him, pressing my back against the headboard with a blank face, though, my eyes never leave his body. Not when he unbuckles his leather belt, not even when the dark jeans slide down his legs and he kicks them off to join his other clothes.
Standing in only a pair of black boxers, he stalks across the room, stopping at the end of my bed. He doesn’t speak, just watches as my heart races and my breaths shallow. His eyes never leave mine, and when he crawls onto my bed, moving towards me, I say nothing.
“You followed a rule, that means you get a reward,” he tells me, hovering over me with his legs either side of my waist. He reaches out, cupping my cheek before sliding towards my neck. “These have to go.”
Too slowly, he fingers the buttons on my pyjama shirt, pulling each one open. When he reaches the bottom, his hands slide over the material, tugging it open until my chest is exposed to him. His eyes lower, and he licks his lips when he takes in my hard nipples.
Leaning over, he presses open-mouthed kisses to my breasts before he settles on my right nipple. His tongue slips out, circling the hard nub.
The sensations are too much and he’s barely touching me. When he closes his mouth over it, biting down, a loud gasp escapes me before he clamps his hand over my mouth.
“Quiet,” he tells me, moving to the other breast and giving it the same attention. “You wouldn’t want your friends coming in, would you?”
Shaking my head, I watch as he alternates between breasts before stopping and tracing his lips down my stomach. He pauses at my waistband, his mouth lifting into a slow grin. His fingers slip under the elastic, tugging them down until he pulls them off my legs.
“You’re so wet,” he whispers, staring at my pussy as he spreads my legs wide. He leans in, pressing kisses against the sensitive skin between my thighs, but avoiding where I need him most. “You smell so fucking good. Tell me you want me to devour you. Tell me you want me to taste this pretty cunt.”
“I want you to taste me, to devour me, Teddy.”
His eyes darken at my words, his mouth moving towards my aching clit. I shouldn’t be letting him do this, but when his eyes lock on mine and he runs his tongue through my folds, stopping at my clit, I have absolutely no valid reasons as to why this isn’t a good idea.
His tongue circles me slowly, his movement lazy as his hand slides up my leg before pressing against my entrance. When he clamps down on my clit, sucking me into his mouth, he thrusts two fingers into me without warning, and my back arches off the bed as pleasure takes over every inch of me.
“Fuckkk,” he groans into me, his tongue moving faster while his fingers slide in and out of me. When he adds a third, his fingers curling, I see nothing. Everything goes black while my hips thrust into the air, meeting his every thrust. His other hand moves up, pinching my nipples as he plunges into me faster, his tongue keeping perfect time with his fingers.
My body hums, with each movement dragging me closer to the edge. He flattens his tongue, pressing into me hard before he adds another finger. I’m so full. Too full. I can barely breathe when he drives them in harder; all the while he never gives up his assault on my clit.
My back arches, my body tensing when he hits that spot again. Before I can think, before I can speak, before I can do anything, my body convulses around him, pulling his fingers deeper into me. He pulls them out quickly, but replaces them with his tongue, lapping up my juices as they spill from me.
“I can’t,” I moan when this thumb moves against my clit, pushing me towards the edge again.
“You can and you will,” he demands, his tongue moving inside me in quick thrusts. He presses his thumb down, locking his eyes on mine. “Come for me. Now.”
My body trembles, and everything comes alive when he presses against my g-spot again. My second orgasm claims me even harder. It takes several long moments before my eyes open, stars still flickering in my gaze. He crawls up towards me, his hands tracing my skin before he rolls onto his side, pulling me with him.
“I didn’t take you for a cuddler,” I tell him breathlessly when his arms wrap around me, tucking me in close. He says nothing, just moves his fingers into my hair, massaging the ends. “What is this, Teddy?”
“Us,” he answers, his voice softer than usual. I look up at him, watching him as he smiles down at me. His smile is easy, genuine. Nothing like the smug smirks I’m so used to seeing on his face. “This is just us, Casper.”
I wake up alone, the sheets cold where Theodore slept the night before. Sucking in a deep breath, I quiet my alarm before rolling onto my pillow. His scent still lingers, bringing me a comfort I don’t understand.
The sun shines through my window, but I don’t make a move to get up. My mind is a muddled mess this morning, and I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do next. His words and actions show me he cares and that he wants this but then there’s the picture from yesterday and him sitting with her at lunch.
“Come on, lazy bones,” Betty calls out when she steps into my bedroom. She’s already dressed in a pair of blue jeans with a white blouse, and her hair is thrown into a loose ponytail at the nape of her neck.
“Go away,” I mutter into my pillow. We don’t have classes this morning, so I’m in no hurry to escape the warmth of my bed. “You’re too perky.”
Laughing, she lies beside me. “We have things to do.”
