Chapter 13
Audrey
I tended to dream in vibrant colors, often waking with my heart racing. Half the time, my dreams were of my dad before he died, chasing me on the beach. We went once when I was twelve, and it was a favorite memory of mine. The other times, it was of a patient I couldn’t save.
This morning though… I woke up without a single racing thought or pounding heart. Sheets were cool and pressing against my face. It smelled like fresh linens and musk. A familiar, spicy tingle floated to my nose, and I opened my eyes to be met with an unfamiliar room.
“Where the hell am I?” I bolted up, my pulse speeding now. This wasn’t my dorm, and I didn’t remember going home with?—
“Morning, Auds.”
Shit.
Theo.
Theo Sanders.
Theo Sanders in the morning with a raspy, sleepy voice that hit me right in my core with lust. I squeezed my eyes shut, replaying the night before as fast as I could. I couldn’t recall anything happening, but why was I in his bed?
At least I wore clothes.
“You sleep okay?”
The voice was distant, like he was on the other side of the room. Peeking one eye open, I found him standing with a pile of blankets and pillows on the floor. “What? Did you… did you sleep on the floor?”
“Yes.” He flashed a grin. “You passed out, and I wasn’t about to stay in bed with you without your consent.” He tossed the blankets and pillows onto his comforter before scratching the back of his neck. “Before you get all riled up, I didn’t mind. I’m glad you were relaxed enough to stay here. It means a lot.”
“I don’t remember going to bed.”
“You fell asleep during Toy Story 4, thankfully before the part I cried.” He winked and jutted his chin toward a side door. “The bathroom is in there if you need to use it. I don’t have an extra toothbrush, but I find using my finger works just fine.”
My brain woke up with a jolt, and I played with the hem of his sweatshirt. He gave me his bed while he took the floor. He was a professional hockey player. “Theo, why did you give me your damn bed?”
“Because?” He chuckled. “I feel fine, so don’t worry about me.”
“Did you carry me up here?”
He nodded, and the tips of his ears reddened. “You drooled a little on me too.”
“Shut up.” I tossed a pillow at him and wiped the side of my face, feeling for any evidence. “I didn’t.”
“You’re so easy to tease.” His grin widened. “You’re fucking cute in the morning.”
My stomach swooped from his words, and I wanted to bury myself in his comforter forever. I couldn’t believe I’d slept in his bed. I hadn’t had a sleepover in a decade. Never with a guy. He stared at me with an expectant look, like he was waiting for an answer, and my skin heated with his attention. “Uh, thanks for… the sleep. And the carrying. I can’t believe I passed out.”
“You were tired.” He yawned, then walked toward his bedroom door. “Do you have classes today? I only have one on Friday, but it’s in a few hours. I’m happy to drive you to your car whenever you’re ready.”
His words hit me. I needed to leave. “Oh. I’ll change into my scrubs now. We can go in five minutes.”
The smile fell from his face. “Audrey, you need to stop assuming things when I speak. I’m not rushing you out. Daniel and I agreed to make pancakes for you today when I took him to bed. My intention was that I don’t want you missing class or plans because of me.”
I chewed my lip. “You don’t want me leaving?”
He shook his head and walked toward his bed, his gaze moving along my hairline to my mouth. “Seeing you in my bed, wearing my clothes, is doing something to me, Audrey.” He dipped his head and kissed below my ear, then along my jaw to my mouth. “We have a lot to talk about, but I have never watched Toy Story with my family with any girl before. Ever. It’s important you know that.”
He then kissed a soft, barely there peck against my lips before leaning back. It was a tease, a total way to torture me, and I held my breath as he left the room. His lips were warm and full and perfect, and my insides were a hot mess. A heat spread through me, hot and aggressive and overwhelming. I shifted my weight because the pressure was growing so much it was almost unpleasant. My skin buzzed, and I needed to release this pressure. I had no idea how. But I whimpered, the heat expanding into a desperation.
I’d been horny before. I’d tried masturbating before, but nothing came of it. I almost had an orgasm once, years ago, but it wasn’t fulfilling, and I assumed orgasming just wasn’t meant for me. It didn’t bother me because I wasn’t in a relationship. I figured I’d cross that bridge when I got there, but right now, I couldn’t breathe with the heat spreading through me, lighting my veins on fire.
Theo had kissed me.
Twice.
Shit.
I leaned back onto the bed and slid my hands down his shorts. Moisture pooled between my thighs, and I shuddered at the feeling when I touched myself. It had never been like this. This desperate, fiery feeling.
“Hey, Auds.” Theo returned, opening the door just as I bit down on my lip.
My world shattered.
His bed needed to sink into the floor and consume me. I removed my hand, my fingers wet from touching myself, and he picked up on what I was doing immediately.
His nostrils flared as he shut his door and leaned against it, wearing the most serious expression I had ever seen.
Time stopped. The creaking floor and the chirping birds faded into the distance as the only sound was my rapid heartbeat.
“Do you need help?”
Holy shit. My eyes almost rolled to the back of my head at his question. A growl escaped from my chest as the pounding need consumed me again. I squirmed on his bed, my brain battling this heat. This was a terrible idea, yet I needed it.
“I don’t know. I’ve never really…” I trailed off, sucking in a breath when he bit his bottom lip and groaned.
“You’ve never what?”
“Orgasmed.” Shame consumed me, a dull prickle attacking my skin as I had to look away from him. It was embarrassing. It wasn’t that I hadn’t tried, but it just didn’t work. He had to think I was pathetic.
“Oh, Audrey.” He chuckled and walked toward the end of the bed, his eyes darkening with lust. His voice dropped an octave, all gravely and sexy. His gaze trailed from my face to my neck, then landed between my thighs. “I’d like to help you if you let me.”
“I’m a virgin!” I blurted out, laying it all on the table. If he didn’t think I was so out of his league, he would now. Maybe this was good. We could end this before it became anything because our relationship was complicated as hell.
But instead of recoiling or laughing or leaving, he shrugged. “That’s fine, but honey, I meant talking you through one.”
“T-talking?”
He nodded, and a pleased glint crossed his eyes. “I’ve barely kissed you and have yet to take you on a date. Even though I’m dying to touch you, I haven’t earned the right yet.”
I swallowed. He was being a gentleman, yet I wanted him to grab my legs and touch me. Help me out of my head. “So you’re gonna stand there and…”
“Coach you. Tell you what to do.” He licked the side of his lip again. “Fuck, this is a fantasy right now, Auds. I hope you know that.”
“This? Helping me orgasm because I never have?”
He nodded. “You’re in my bed, in my clothes, and you touched yourself. So yes. Now, are you comfortable taking off your shorts, or do you want to leave them on?”
“Uh.” My face flamed. The doubts swirled. “I’m not… I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Do you trust me?”
Wasn’t that a loaded question. I nodded, instantly. I totally trusted Theo, for better or worse, and that caused a weird pang deep in my chest. I didn’t trust many people. It was too hard and painful, but with him, it was easy.
“Good girl.” He flashed a grin and reached out to caress my calf. It was a featherlight touch, and I shuddered. “Reach between your thighs for me.”
The absolute intensity of his face had me forgetting that I was embarrassed, that Theo Sanders watched me slide my fingers into the waistband and over my swollen pussy. My clit throbbed, and my core tensed from the proximity of pleasure. Already, this experience felt different than any other time before.
Hope burst through me. Would this be my first orgasm?
Theo took a shaky breath as he kneaded both calf muscles. “Mm, this is so fucking hot I can’t even focus. Are you wet?”
I nodded.
He closed his eyes and groaned. “Have you fingered yourself before?”
“I’ve tried.”
“Do it again. Insert one finger, nice and slow, then another. Find a pattern and then curl the ends of your fingers.”
I did as he said, the warm walls of my vagina convulsing as I panted. Every sensation was in overdrive. The feel of his clothes and sheets against my skin was soft, a gentle caress. The smell of his sheets. The way his chest moved up and down as he too breathed heavily. The way his finger pads had little callouses on them, teasing the skin behind my knee as he watched me.
“Oh, shit.” I arched off the bed a little bit.
“What are you feeling?”
“Heat. Just, everywhere.” My voice was a whisper. “Theo?—”
“Fuck, you saying my name…” He swallowed. “I’m as hard as a rock.”
A thrill went through me. I turned him on. The heat increased as I thrust my fingers into myself, and a rumble left Theo’s chest.
“Touch your clit for me. Swirl it, then pinch it. Repeat it over and over.” He stopped caressing my legs and gripped the bed, almost like he was barely holding on.
“It feels so good, Theo.” I closed my eyes as sensations overwhelmed me. The pressure of my swollen nerve sent blasts of pleasure through me. “I’m c-close.”
“Can I see you, please, baby?” His face contorted, like he was in pain. “I won’t touch, I promise.”
How could I say no? Maybe it was the hormones or endorphins, but I nodded.
He gripped the sides of the shorts and tugged them down, then did the same with my underwear. “Fuuuuck me.”
His mouth hung open as the pupils dilated, and I lost it. I massaged my clit as a fire flooded my veins. First, my thighs clenched, and my lower back arched off the bed. I kept my rhythm as I forgot how to breathe. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Colors burst from my eyes as I moaned so loud it hurt my throat. My fingers tingled with pleasure, my toes curling as I experienced my first orgasm.
I didn’t know if it lasted a few seconds or a day, but when the pleasure left, I remained there, hands between my thighs as my pulse pounded in my ears. I was a noodle. Limp. Useless.
Something soft touched my calf, and Theo’s thick hair was there. He kissed my leg. That was so intimate, so precious, my eyes prickled. Theo watched me orgasm. Holy shit.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” He met my gaze, his still brimming with lust. “That was incredible. Thank you for letting me watch.”
I nodded, my face flushing with awareness. My legs were wide open, naked, and Theo still stood there, studying me. I closed them, still in disbelief that that just happened.
“Do you need anything? Another one?” He winked.
Damn. Theo winking was dangerous. I giggled, and his smile only grew. “Another? No way.”
“Hm, I beg to differ, but that can be another night.” He adjusted himself in his sweatpants, and I gasped at his hard length. He cleared his throat and pointed to the shower. “I’m gonna take an ice-cold shower and get rid of this. You want to head downstairs?”
“Are you gonna jack off?”
His eyebrows disappeared into his hairline as he pursed his lips. “You know, Audrey, I just might.”
The heat returned, the engulfing, pounding itch that started this whole thing. My core clenched, and I swallowed, seeing if it would go away. It didn’t. Theo must’ve sensed it because he licked the side of his lip. This gesture would kill me. It was just so hot and simple it turned me on. “Uh, can you do it… out here?”
“You want to watch me?”
I nodded. “If that’s okay?”
“Definitely okay.” He moved toward a chair in the corner, a good ten feet away from me. He adjusted it closer to the bed as he breathed hard. “What do you want to see?”
“You.”
His eyes flashed with pleasure as he let out a contented hum. He liked my answer. “I can’t wait to take you on a date and do this the right way.”
“There’s no right way,” I corrected. “Nothing about us makes sense.”
“I’ll argue about that comment later, but right now I need to stroke myself. You’re still sitting in my bed with your pretty pussy wet.” He took out his cock and stroked, and I froze.
Theo’s forearm was thick with muscles, the cords rippling as he pumped his large and erect penis. I’d seen them for medical reasons but never like this. Holy shit. I moaned as I had to touch my clit again. It throbbed. It burned. I overheated as Theo spat into his hand and continued stroking.
“Oh my,” I moaned.
“You like watching me?”’
I nodded as I swirled my clit again. “I can’t breathe. It’s so hot. You’re so sexy, Theo. I can’t even think.”
“Mm, open your legs my way, baby. I want to see you while I come.”
I shuddered. The full-body trembles had me thrashing on the bed as my second orgasm hit me hard. “Theo!” I forgot I was at his house, in his bed, and I just floated. The ecstasy exploded at the base of my spine, shooting in every direction as tears entered my eyes. It felt so good. Amazing.
“Yes, baby, god, you’re so hot.”
I opened my eyes at Theo’s deep, commanding voice. He stroked faster, harder as he stared at me. He was mesmerizing. He stroked once more, tugged on his balls, and let out the sexiest, growly moan as he came into his hand. “Fuck, yes, Audrey,” he whispered, his gaze never leaving mine.
When he finished, his eyes were lighter and filled with joy. “Damn. That was incredible. How are you feeling?”
He took off his shirt and wiped himself up before standing in front of me shirtless. I wanted to drag my fingers over his chest and abdomen, study every crevice of his body. I could write a thesis on how perfect his body was. “Uh…” I trailed off as he neared me.
He smiled as he bent down and kissed the side of my mouth. “A couple of things before I go shower. First, you are so fucking sexy it’s distracting. Second, I don’t do this with anyone. Just you. Don’t let any other thought cross your mind about that. Third, we’ll do this again, and I’ll work my way up to touching you. Fourth?—”
“This is a long list,” I blurted out.
He snorted. “Lastly, can I please take you on a date this Saturday night? I want to treat you for being so fucking helpful with my family, but also, I want to spend time with you.”
“Oh.”
I experienced my first orgasm with him, two of them actually, yet the thought of being asked out on a date had me blushing. I had plans to study Saturday, but a date with Theo? The guy who reassured my worries before I could even state them? “Yeah, that sounds nice.”
“I’m gonna kiss the hell out of you then. Prepare yourself.” He kissed my jaw before heading toward his bathroom. “I’ll drop you off after we eat, and I’m really sorry about this, but I have plans all afternoon with the team, so we can’t hang out.”
“That’s okay.”
“I know it is.” He paused at the door, his face serious. “But I’d rather spend every free moment I have with you.”
My stomach fluttered and swooped from his statement. Goose bumps spread on my arms from how much that comment meant to me. He wanted to spend all that time with me, the girl who was never chosen first. Holy shit.
He shut the door, leaving me with a thousand thoughts. Most pleasant, some not. Was there a rule book about going on a date with the guy your brother hated more than life? What about the fact we’d just watched each other do dirty things? I didn’t know what was right, but the full-fledged excitement that hit me when he asked for a date was a sign.
We’d go on the date and figure out what we meant later.