Page 65 of Stalked


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Our eyes aren’t those of lovers. And it’s the most loved I’ve ever been.

“I love it. That you stalk me, I mean.”

His white teeth sink into his bottom lip, his satisfaction written on his face, in his growl, in the harsh grip.

“Very well.” One second Theo is on me. The next, he pulls back.

It’s alarming how I miss his shadow, the pain, his warmth.

His calculating glare never leaves me. My eyes, my mouth, my heaving breaths, my hips, and even my toes are each subjected to his assessment.

While the wheels turn in his head as he considers what to do with me, I shiver. And when I glance down at the hard length in his jeans, I don’t need to be a mind reader to tell that, too, satisfies him.

“Turn around.” His order is clipped.

There’s no need for my verbal response. Only my obedience. I whirl until I face the wall, standing there with my hands at my sides.

“Good girl. Now, sandals off.”

I do it, kicking them to the side.

I feel him on me even before his fingers wrap around my throat. His powerful presence exudes dominant energy that can’t be ignored.

“Have you ever sucked cock?” he asks in a tone that reminds me of the one he used at his clinic.

Cold, distant. Interested strictly for the sake of studying me and writing it down on his form.

“Ever put your lips on another man’s dick?” Theo unzips my dress from behind, pushing the sleeves and stripping me of it. “Tasted their precum? Swallowed their seed?”

My mouth shuts down at his crassness. My fists clench as does my pussy.

Theo doesn’t ask for my words this time. He tugs at the pins holding my hair in a chignon, tossing them to the floor. They land with softclinksthat almost get swallowed by the roars of my beating heart.

“Has anyone shoved their cock so far down your throat that you gagged?” My bra goes next, and I gasp when he tears my panties in half in one violent tug. “That you lost control of your jaw and had spit running down your chin?”

No one’s ever said those things to me. Not even close. Talking like this,thinkingthose things, it’s wrong.

A part of me I buried deep down, however, has been craving to hear them. To be spoken to like a desired woman, a woman to consume.

I haven’t known exactly what would make me light up from the inside out. The obscenities that’d have tingles erupting on every inch of my body.

And now I don’t have to. Because Theo knows. Theo sees into my soul, zones in on the darkness I’ve never let out, wraps his strong fingers around it, and brings my fantasies out in the open.

“No,” I whisper to the wall. “I haven’t.”

“Until today.” The pull on my hair is so fierce, the roots burn. Theo’s teeth are at my shoulder, biting me as if he’s trying to draw blood.

I’m led by my reflexes, by their demand to get away from the fierce pain. I turn my head to the side, gluing my naked chest to the wall, twitching and wriggling.

He won’t let me escape. He only presses himself tighter against me.

“Today…” Theo doesn’t let up an inch, grinding his erection on my ass, pushing me further into the wall. “Today, I’ll take your virgin mouth. You’ll learn how I like to be sucked and…”

Theo shoves a hand between my hips and the wall, forcing me to move off it and let him in. Let his hand dip into my pussy and push a finger into me.

“And you’ll love it,” he promises while he finger-fucks me in a torturously slow rhythm. “You’ll crawl and kneel for me day and night, begging to have my cock in your mouth.”

He presses his thumb on my clit, silently demanding that I hurt.

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