Chapter 38
Chapter Thirty-Eight
RENLEY
Showered, lotioned, and dressed in my pajamas, I slip under the covers of my bed, the house silent, only the faintest sound of Aunt Kitty snoring in the background.
I’m unsure how long I spent out in that pond with Theo, but it felt like time stood still as I allowed myself to be captivated by him, taken control of, and worshipped.
That’s what it was—he worshipped me.
And now that I’m alone in my bed, all I can do is try to rest with this giddy feeling pumping through me.
My phone buzzes on my nightstand with a text, and my stomach flutters with excitement as I glance at the screen and see his name.
Theo: Having a hard time trying to climb down after that high.
I unplug my phone and bring it closer as I text him back.
Renley: Same. Why do I feel like a giddy schoolgirl?
Theo: Why do *I* feel like a giddy schoolgirl?
I laugh out loud and then text him back.
Renley: I can’t believe I did that. I’ve never played with myself in front of someone, let alone had sex in a public place.
Theo: Need I remind you about the dry-wet humping that occurred?
Renley: That was not sex.
Theo: I sure did ejaculate like it was.
Renley: Stop saying ejaculate! It’s such a yuck term.
Theo: Technically, it’s the scientific term.
Renley: I understand that, but it’s not like you were using scientific terms when fucking me. You weren’t saying, take my penis.
Theo: Imagine! Talk about making a girl’s skin crawl, and not in a good way.
Renley: LOL. So then stop saying ejaculate.
Theo: Where’s the fun in that? *Sigh* I miss your warm body.
Renley: I know, it feels weird to be sleeping here alone after what we just did.
Theo: You could invite me over, you know. I could scale your house like Spider-Man and slip through your window.
Renley: I’d pay good money to watch you attempt such a thing.
Theo: So would Rupert.
Renley: Did you tell him what we just did?
Theo: No. He asked how my night was, and I told him good, but kept it at that.
Wasn’t sure how you’d feel about me telling him more…
although I did tell him about the dry-wet humping because I was far too excited about ejaculating in my shorts—which he cleaned for me, because you know, the butler thing.
Theo: ^^^ also, did you notice I said ejaculate again?
Renley: Yes, I have eyes, Theo. Also, thanks. I mean, you could tell him if you want. Not sure what I’m going to tell Aunt Kitty yet.
Theo: Why? Don’t you think she’d be happy?
Renley: She would, she’d be over the moon and I just…I don’t think I want to deal with it right now. She’s going to try to turn it into something bigger than it is.
Theo: What do you mean by that? Because correct me if I’m wrong, but it was pretty big.
Renley: Are you talking about your penis?
Theo: I wasn’t, but thanks for the compliment.
Renley: Why do I have this vision of you in your bed, shirtless, just smirking your damn face off because you keep coming up with comeback after comeback, and you’re so pleased with yourself?
Theo: Your vision would be correct.
Renley: Of course it is.
Theo: In all seriousness, why are you afraid she’s going to make it bigger than it is?
Renley: Because she will and we don’t really know what’s going on. I don’t want that added pressure, you know, since this is probably just a summer fling.
The minute I send the text, I wince, because I don’t know whether that’s where he stands or not, but I also don’t want him to think I’m too clingy or that I think this is the start of a relationship or…
ugh, I don’t know. The mind games—even though I know he’s not playing them—are hard.
I think society puts so much pressure on what it means to date someone, or to hang out with someone, or to just have sex with someone.
There are rules for all the different scenarios, and I don’t know how to handle them.
Theo: Just a summer fling, huh? Not sure how I feel about that, Renley.
My heart skips a beat, my anxiety starting to ripple through me.
Theo: Because tonight felt like more to me than just a fling. Tell me if you felt something different though, because I don’t want to push if you see this as a drop in the water.
A drop in the water. Do I feel like this is a drop in the water?
After the way he was able to control me, own me, possess me…that doesn’t feel like a drop in the bucket—that feels like a genuine connection.
But to say that? I’m not good at expressing my thoughts and feelings, hence why I’ve always just gone with the flow, especially with my dad and aunt.
But maybe this could be the start of something new for me, where I gain some courage and ask for what I want.
Renley: It doesn’t feel like a drop in the bucket for me.
Theo: Better not. There’s so much more to this than what people might consider a summer fling. I feel this sort of indescribable energy pass through me when I’m near you.
Renley: I feel it too.
Theo: You feel it enough that you’re not going to run away from me or push me away tomorrow because we took a step toward something more intimate between us?
Renley: I won’t.
Theo: Promise?
Renley: I promise. After tonight, I don’t think my body would allow me to stay away from you.
Theo: Those are the exact words I wanted to hear. But can I get it in writing, please? I can have Rupert notarize it.
Renley: No need to take it over the top.
Theo: Come on, you like it. You can admit it. Don’t be shy.
Renley: I’m about to turn my phone off.
Theo: Don’t! Talk to me.
Renley: What do you want to talk about?
Theo: I don’t know, how you wish I was over there in your bed right now.
Renley: Despite your annoying tendencies, I do wish that.
Theo: I can be annoying, but I’m also fun and I’m a good snuggler.
Renley: I can believe that given how you held me in the pond after.
Theo: See? And I checked on you to make sure you’re okay, which by the way, are you still okay?
Renley: I’m fine. Maybe a little sore, oh, and I already have hickeys on my neck from you.
Theo: Not even sorry. Maybe sorry about being sore, although there’s nothing I can do about that. But marking up your skin, I did that on purpose.
Renley: I’m going to have to cover them up.
Theo: Or you can wear them with pride and when people look at you, you can say that I gave them to you, as well as one of the best orgasms you’ve ever experienced.
Renley: The best orgasm.
Theo: It’s not a good idea to inflate my ego, love.
Renley: Just being truthful. I’ve never experienced sex like that. I don’t want to say it because you won’t let me live it down, but…you really blew my mind.
Theo: Jesus, I’m not going to be able to fit through the door. Renley, you’re making me puff my chest with pride.
Renley: I know, and like I said, normally I wouldn’t inflate your ego in such a way but tonight meant something to me, and I just thought you should know.
Theo: Thank you. It meant something to me too.
Renley: Do you think we can just keep it between us for now? I fear if we tell the butler and the gelding that they’re going to be weird and obnoxious about it and that’s not what I want. I want to enjoy this with you, not fight off insanity.
Theo: I want the same thing. We can keep it between us. I like a secret.
Renley: Will you be able to be normal about it?
Theo: Absolutely. You don’t have to worry about me.
Renley: Are you sure?
Theo: Positive.
“Morning,” Theo says as I step outside my house into the balmy air. It’s supposed to be hot today, so it’s the perfect day for us to go to the store and get paint supplies and things we need for wallpapering, as well as flooring.
“Good morning,” I say as I walk down the porch stairs, excited to see Theo. The need to jump right into his arms and kiss him so freaking—
“I can’t believe you two did it!” Rupert says, nearly flying out of a bush, startling the ever-loving shit out of me.
“Jesus…Christ.” I press my hand to my chest as my mind registers what Rupert just said. “Wait. What?” I ask, my eyes flashing to a very guilty-looking Theo.
“You guys had sex! That’s amazing—” I clamp my hand over his mouth and push him toward Theo’s house.
“What the actual hell, Theo?” I say, anger taking over. “I thought we were keeping this to ourselves.”
“We are—were—but he found out accidentally. I didn’t tell him.” Theo’s expression is of true panic.
Rupert removes my hand. “He’s right. It was an accident.”
“How was it an accident?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.
“When I was texting you last night, I was texting Rupert too, and I went to text you but accidentally texted him.”
“Classic mistake. He told me how much he loved playing with my nipple and how hard it made him and how he couldn’t wait to be inside me again.
” Rupert shivers. “I enjoy nipple play too, but I’ve seen that man’s bulge, and there’s no way he’s getting inside me.
I chalked it up to a mistaken identity.”
“See?” Theo says with a fearful shrug. “I can show you the text if you want.”
“Show it to me,” I say, holding my palm out.
He hands me his phone and I read the exchange.
Theo: I know you’re going to bed, but I can’t stop thinking about how hard it makes me when I play with your nipples. Fuck, Renley, I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside of you again.
Rupert: Uh…whoa. Mate, wrong person, but tell me more. Want me to pretend to be Renley so you can practice your dirty talk, because that was subpar? *Clears throat* Oh Theo, my big muscular man, speak to me with your dirty, filthy tongue—also, you two are fucking now?
Theo: Oh fuck, oh fuck. OH FUCK!
Rupert: Okay, are we role playing? Because it seems like you’re climaxing—quick, mate. Everything okay over there? I can still play along, but you have to help me out here. Set the scene for me. Are we in your room? Am I naked?
Theo: No! Fuck, I wasn’t supposed to tell you. That text was not meant for you.