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He beat my father up in a crowded coffee shop, risked being arrested or having the video spread online.
He was willing to have his reputation demolished just so no one would hurt me. Put his career on the line for me, a woman he’s known for less than a month.
I have to be here for him. I have to give a part of myself back. To show him I love him exactly as he is—eyes narrowed, fingers now clenching on my cheek as he’s gagging me with his cock as he takes and takes.
As he begs me for forgiveness.
He’s a beast, but he’s my beast. The unhinged man I love and who loves me back.
Finally, I release my arms, dropping them to my sides. No longer hitting him, no longer fighting, I’m giving myself to him to do as he pleases, whatever he needs.
“Christ, yes.” His eyes roll briefly before he returns his gaze to me. “You get me, Prue. Fuck, how you get me.”
He removes his hand from the bed, twisting his upper body back and rubbing my wet clit, coaxing pleasure out of me.
“I’m so grateful for you.” Theo, who’s learned every pleasure point in my body, continues to rock his hips while bringing me closer to the edge. “Come for me, baby. I won’t do it alone, won’t go first. Do it for me.”
It’s not long before my limbs strain, my breath catches. I’m falling off the deep end, moaning on his dick, the vibrations of my voice sending Theo right over the edge with me.
He returns to loom over me, fucking my mouth and finding his release a few thrusts later. He shoots his load into my throat, and I swallow as much as I can. The rest drips down my cheeks to my pillow.
“I love you, Prue.” Theo pulls out of me, wiping his cum off my face. “Thank you. For this.”
We stare at each other for, not sure for how long. Could be a couple of minutes, a dozen, half an hour.
Theo catches his breath first. His eyes lighten, the muscles that have been coiled tight relax as his body melts into mine. And I see just how tired he is. Exhausted.
I’m still not pacified, still don’t forgive him for how he came onto me today. We’ll have to have a conversation, and it’ll have to happen tomorrow. After we both return from work to a good night’s rest. With a clear head.
Theo doesn’t think we need a break, though. He’s not done with me. He slithers down my body, peppering kisses on the top of my breasts, his scruff grazing my sensitive flesh as he moves from the right side to the left.
I allow him to do it because it feels nice and because I hope this is where it’ll end.
I’m supposed to tell him goodbye for now, to be mad and send him off. I’m too boneless to do any of it.
He needs me. And I love him. I love him regardless of how upset I am.
I love him regardless of the rising concerns, the gnawing fears that this wasn’t the first time he’s done it.
My heart doesn’t listen to my head when it screams at me,Pushover!Kick him out!
My heart loves him simply because it does. There’s no amount of logic to make me stop loving him.
I would’ve let him continue kissing my navel, too, if he would’ve stopped there.
But Theo has to take things one step too far. His hands skim along the inside of my thighs, his lips going lower, heading south.
I grab his hand. “Don’t.”
Of course, he doesn’t listen. After all, I did give him a free pass to take me any way he likes.
One of his hands snakes to the wet apex between my thighs. I’m quick to strike, grabbing it and pulling it to the side. My strength doesn’t match Theo’s.
“Stop, Theo. Stop.”
He does. Immediately. And that says something about him. Itmeanssomething.
Maybe my heart isn’t terribly wrong about him.
