Chapter 24
“Fuck!” Theo roared, breaking our kiss. “We can’t do this! West will fucking kill me, Everleigh, you know that!”
To his credit, he looked as frustrated as I felt.
“I don’t care about West!” I hissed, reaching down and grabbing his cock again. All I wanted was him. We could worry about West later.
He pulled my hand away immediately. “No!” His insistence was maddening.
I shook my head slowly, realization dawning on me. The way he was looking at me now told me everything I needed to know. I knew he wanted me, there was no doubt in my mind anymore.
“Why do you keep resisting? I know it’s not what you want.”
“It doesn’t matter,” he replied, the words scraping across his tongue.
“Liar,” I said, lifting my chin and arching my back. He looked away, but not before I saw the anguish in his eyes. “I can see it matters to you.”
I turned away, walking towards the couch. I could feel his sigh of relief behind me.
I still wasn’t giving up. I was determined to get Theo right where I wanted him, despite whatever his fear of West’s reaction. I knew he was overreacting. Sure, West would be mad, but he could get over it. I didn’t care.
Well, maybe I did a little, but not more than I wanted Theo’s cock buried deep inside of me. And when I wanted something, I didn’t tend to give up until I got it. This was no exception. In fact, I wanted Theo more than most things in my life.
I wasn’t afraid of resorting to a little seduction to get my way.
I sat down on the couch and gave him the most seductive look I could muster, biting my bottom lip. “I’m not leaving, Theo. I’m not leaving until you take care of me.” I leaned back, spread my thighs and exposed my pussy to him completely.
“It’s not going to happen, Everleigh.” He tried to look everywhere but at my pussy and failed miserably.
“Did you forget what you”ve already done? More than once? You already know what I taste like. Don’t you want another taste?”
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Of course I didn’t forget. I’d never —.” He groaned again without finishing his sentence, shaking his head. He looked like a man in great anguish. He was bringing it on himself.
All he had to do was give in….
“Theo, I’m not leaving here until you give me what I want. If you don’t, I’ll tell West what you’ve done already. How you infiltrated the group in the temple, pulled others away, and went down on me until I was a writhing, soaked, trembling mess.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Is that a dare?”
“You are such a fucking spoiled brat, Everleigh.”
I shrugged, sliding my hand down my stomach. I parted my lips with my fingers, and rubbed my clit brazenly. “Call me whatever you want, Theo. Just give me your mouth again. And then, I’ll go. Promise.”
“How dare you!” he growled. I could tell he was wrestling with himself. Any minute now I was sure he’d give in and give me what I wanted. “You’re going to get me killed, Ev,” he muttered.
“Might as well enjoy your last few days then,” I teased, opening my thighs wider.
He shook his head, grabbed the bottle of bourbon and took a huge swig from it. Then he got up and walked over to me.
The look in his eyes told me I was going to get my way. In the best fucking way possible.
I smiled with glee as he reached for me. But when he grabbed my hips and flipped me over, sitting down quickly on the couch and pulling me over his lap, I gasped in utter shock.
“You’re a bad girl, Everleigh. You’re spoiled. You don’t think of anyone but yourself,” he growled. “Admit it! You’re nothing but a spoiled brat.”
His words inflamed me. How dare he talk to me like that? I wiggled on his lap, trying to escape but he held onto my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my ass.
“This is ridiculous, let me go,” I insisted.
“You sure do like to tell people what to do, don’t you?” he asked, his voice lowering to a thick growl. “You’re always in charge, huh? Does that turn you on? Everleigh’s always the one in control, barking orders like a little diva, like everyone’s your servant. You always get what you want, don’t you?”
“That’s not true!” I protested. I hated that he’d figured me out and called my bluff. “Let me go!”
“What if I don’t? What if Everleigh doesn’t get exactly what she wants, just this once?”
He held me in place with one hand on my hip, while his other hand slowly lifted my robe out of the way, exposing my bare ass to the air.
“What are you doing, Theo?” I squirmed, a rush of vulnerability washing over me. Suddenly, I wasn’t the one in charge. I’d been determined to seduce him moments ago and now I was bent over his knee like a naughty child. This was never my intention.
“Let me go!” I demanded again, in disbelief that he’d turned the tables on me so quickly.
“Mmmm, this is a very nice ass, but you know that, don’t you? Didn’t they vote your ass ‘best ass in a love scene’ in some MTV award last year?”
He slowly rubbed my ass cheek, his hand feathery soft against my skin as he explored my curves.
“This isn’t what I asked for, Theo,” I reminded him. “Let me down.”
“What’s wrong, princess? You don’t like it when you’re not in control, do you? Is it uncomfortable?”
“You’re being such a jerk,” I said, just as he slid a finger between my cheek and brushed against my asshole. I gasped, electricity shooting through me.
“Ah, look at that,” he said, doing it again. My entire body jerked as he chuckled. “You’re so fucking pretty when you shake like that. Maybe it would look good with a little more color.” His palm landed a heavy, unexpected blow against my left cheek.
I cried out in shocked pain. “Theo!” Had that really just happened?
He laughed, a low guttural laugh. His cock twitched against my stomach, telling me he was enjoying every second of his sick little game. He slapped my ass again, the blow landing just at the bottom of my right cheek, stinging the fleshiest part. I trembled as my clit sang and pulsed with each blow, as he did it once more, harder this time.
My protests turned quickly to blissful whimpering as he spanked me again and again, my ass wiggling with each blow he landed on my quivering flesh.
“Oh, it’s so pink and pretty now, Ev,” he said, gently running his hands over my stinging flesh. “I wish you could see it. So pretty.”
“Are you done?” I hissed. I was humiliated to realize I needed his mouth even more now.
“Do you want me to be done, Ev?”
His words were like flames that burned the truth from my lips. The way he shortened my name like that turned me on every time. Doing it with his hand rubbing my sore ass only made it worse.
“Never,” I admitted, hanging my head.
He growled, his cock throbbing against my belly as he smacked my ass until I cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing excruciatingly in my body. Unable to control myself, I reached down between my legs.
“Oh, no,” he said, flicking my hand away. “Let me.”
His fingers slid between my lips and found my clit.
When he pressed against it, my body writhed in pleasure. His touch set my body on fire.
“Please,” I whispered, begging for more.
Limp, and submissive, and still splayed across his lap, I opened my thighs to give him wider access to my most sensitive parts.
His fingers circled my pulsing clit, sliding inside of my quaking pussy over and over, before finally trailing back to my ass. Wet with my juices, they slid easily inside. I moaned, a deep, guttural, savage cry. The agony and ache of the deepest pleasure rocked through the deepest parts of me.
He slid his fingers in and out, slowly at first, then speeding up and fucking into my ass while he pressed circles into my clit. His movements left me breathless and crashing into oblivion all over again until I was reduced to a shuddering mess of emotion in his arms.
Gently, he pulled his delicious hands away and turned me over. He slid me off of his lap and back onto the couch.
I knew I looked quite the sight. His kisses left my mouth swollen and wet. My robe splayed wantonly spread open, my ass as flushed as my face must have been.
“You’re so fucking beautiful right now, Ev,” Theo growled. He sank down between my thighs. “I need to taste you again.”
“Oh!” I cried out, my body melting backwards and submitting to the sudden, delicious assault of his tongue. “Fuck, yes, Theo, thank you.”
He started at my uppermost thighs, planting the tiniest, feather light kisses there until I was writhing from the intensely delicate sensation. His tongue slid over to my outer lips, licking boldly, thoroughly. When he reached my clit, his lips captured it, sucking it softly, slowly, his tongue licking it in tiny circles and forcing loud moans of pleasure from my throat. My eyes rolled back in my head, my thighs falling open as I gave into the delicious pleasure that rolled through my writhing body.
He moaned into my pussy as I pressed my hips up to him, opening wider. His tongue dove down and entered my pussy, softly licking the entrance. I cried out, my voice lifting in the air as he fucked me with his hot tongue.
“Theo, your mouth is fucking magic,” I said, my fingers sinking into his hair and pressing his tongue deeper into my pussy. Now that he’d given me what I wanted, I never wanted it to end. “Please don’t stop.”
He gave me exactly what I wanted, reading my body with precision, his tongue, and mouth, and lips moving over me like he knew every secret spot that would send me over the edge.
When he trailed back up to my clit, sucking it hard and quickly flicking his tongue over it, the explosion that tore through my body was violent and decadent and left me shuddering and writhing on the bed. He held my hips through it, his mouth never stopping its assault on my clit.
Ecstatic rapture rolled over me, my body absorbing the pressure of the intense sensations and drinking in the sweet bliss until I couldn’t take anymore and gently pushed Theo’s head away.
He moaned, looking up at me to make sure I meant it, before lifting up and hovering over me, his face inches from mine. His kiss was soft, and gentle, and probing, and suddenly all the frustration, tension, and annoyance that he usually made me feel turned tender, and sweet, and full of love.
I kissed him back, tasting myself on his lips, opening my mouth to him the same way I’d welcomed him into the rest of my body.
His lips lingered on mine for a long time, and I relished in the closeness that I’d craved for so long.
But then I was suddenly kissing him deeper, with all of the pent-up emotion I’d been forced to keep hidden from him. I wanted him to see it now, to feel it, to know without a doubt that it was true.
But first — there was one more thing I needed from him.
I reached down between us, grabbing his cock that was throbbing hotly on my thigh, and gripped him tightly.
He moaned into my mouth, his cock twitching in my hand. I gripped him, silently asking the question I hoped I already knew the answer to. His moan in my mouth was the only reply, but it was enough for me.
Slowly, I guided him towards my pussy, the need to have him inside of me igniting a wildfire of lust that I would never deny again.