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I'm not fighting it anymore. If he wants me, I'm his.
"Are you on birth control?" he asks.
"Yes."
He narrows his eyes on me, jealousy sliding through his expression. The sight of it makes me smile. He said he'd fight the world to keep me. I don't think he was joking. He's possessive and jealous and completely crazy.
Thank you, Baby Jesus. Thank you.
"Make love to me, Theo," I demand, reaching up to brush his hair away from his forehead. Already, I ache again. Already, it's growing painful. He's the only thing that can fix it. I know that as instinctively as I knowhim. Until he's inside me, the ache will continue to grow. It'll consume me.
"Say it again."
"Say what?"
"My name, little one."
"Theo," I whisper.
"That's right." He rolls to the side, bringing me with him. He lands on his back with me straddling his hips, his erectioncaught between our bodies. "I'm the only one who gets to touch you. It's my name you cry out when you need to come." Irrational jealousy glitters in his eyes. "I'll be the one getting you pregnant once you're out of school."
"Theo," I moan, clenching my thighs on either side of his hips.
"Other men don't exist to you, Charlotte."
"They never did," I whisper. "I'm on birth control to regulate my periods. That's all."
He grunts, and then his hands are on my ass, spreading my cheeks. I don't know why that feels so good, but I moan his name again. He pauses, cocking his head to the side like an animal looking at a puzzle. And then a smirk dances across his lips, spreading so slowly I feel the devil slipping out of hell.
"Oh, baby doll," he breathes. "Playing with you is going to be so much fun."
"I'm not a toy," I mutter even as heat rips through me.
"No, you're not. You're my fuckingsoul," he growls, squeezing my cheeks. One finger drifts down the crevice of my bottom, ghosting over my back entrance.
I gasp and jerk forward, shocked at how good it feels. I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to feel good. It's not, is it? Except…it does. Especially when he does it again.
"I'm going to eat this little hole one day soon," he says, his voice casual even though it definitely shouldn't be when he's talking about something so dirty. "I'm going to fuck it too, Charlotte."
"Theo," I groan, heat blazing in my cheeks.
"Don't worry," he croons. "We won't tell anyone how much you like it."
I groan again, turned on and confused and desperate for something I never even thought of until right now. Until he put the thought in my head. If I want it, it's his fault! He makes mecrazy. And I don't even have the excuse of a head injury. My only excuse is him.
"I want you to ride me," he says. "I need you to be in control. I don't trust myself to do it." His expression slips, regret filling his eyes. "It's going to hurt, little one."
I know he's right, but I don't care. The pain is temporary, a tiny detour on the road to being his. If I have to endure a little pain to know what it's like to have him inside me, I can take it. I won't even complain.
"I need help," I whisper, not sure how to ride him. I mean, I've seen porn before, and I get the gist of what riding him entails. But I don't know the mechanics. My stomach quivers with excitement, though. I want to do this.
"Wrap your hand around the base of my dick and press it against your little hole," he says. "Sink down slow. Don't try to take too much at once."
I reach for his erection. He's too big for me to get my hand all the way around him, which is a little worrisome, to be honest. I'm not very big down there. But he seems confident this will work.
"Fucking hell," he growls, his hips arching beneath me when I've got my hand wrapped around him as best I can. His erection is hard as steel yet soft as silk at the same time. I can't resist running my hand up and down it, marveling at how hot it is. And how long. Jesus, I thought they were supposed to be smaller than this.
"You're really big, Theo," I say.
