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His mouth.
His cock.
I wanted to feel him inside me as he moaned out my name.
I wanted it all.
But apparently, Teo doesn’t.
And that stark truth has me devastated.
He left me.
For a second time in my life, he left me.
And suddenly I realize that it’s not only my body that mourns his loss.
The heart that has already been claimed by another, suffers just the same.
Chapter 42
Teodoro
With both arms raised up high so my hands are clenched around the head of my doorframe, I stare at the woman sleeping peacefully in my bed.
I knew my little kitten wouldn’t take tonight’s absence lightly. I knew she would end up seeking me out to demand some kind of explanation or even curse me out for leaving her high and dry. But I never figured she’d be mad enough with me to sneak into my room and wait for me to arrive from wherever I had been off to.
Not that I’ll ever tell her that all I did was walk my city’s streets, solely thinking about her as I waited for the night to end. I needed to prove a point, and sometimes to do that, you have to snatch away any and all distractions from a person so they can realize the truth for themselves.
Katrina loves me.
She might not want to admit it yet to herself, but she does.
Otherwise, why would she be in my bed if she didn’t care for me like that?
I tilt my head to the side and bite into my lip as I watch her moan in her sleep, rubbing her thighs against my mattress to ease the ache building up inside her. I don’t even have to touch her to know she’s wet. That whatever delicious dream she is having has her all hot and bothered.
I can smell her sweet arousal from here.
Hmm.
So many possibilities yet so little time to do them all.
No better time than the present, I always say.
Taking care to listen to my own advice, I gently close the door behind me, and with a smirk tugging at my lips, I walk over to my dresser and open the first drawer to pick out a few toys for us to play with. The first one I pick out is easy enough to choose, a silk scarf that I can use for rope since my kitten loves to be bound up and tied.
The next one I pick has me chuckling softly like a madman. A little toy Cleo bought for me when she tried to convince me that fucking a guy was the same as fucking a girl. Not that I was opposed to trying it, since I had participated in enough orgies with her for it to have piqued my interest. But in the end, I always favored a woman’s loud wails of pleasure to a man’s grunts in my ear.
In all fairness, I think the real reason Cleo gave me such a gift was because she thought I was lonely and needed some companionship from the male persuasion since I was always reminiscing about my youthful adventures with Levi and Atlas. The thing I had to clarify to her was that if I liked to recall those times so much, it was because I was as innocent as they were at the time.
I didn’t have blood on my hands.
My innocence was still intact.
That was the real feeling I missed.
She dropped the subject after that, but I kept her gift just the same.
