Chapter 28
Jazmine Allen
T heo slants his lips over mine as we enter the apartment.
He kicks the door closed with his foot while his fingertips grip my waist. Every touch leaves goosebumps in its wake, setting my skin ablaze. Both of us are desperate as our mouths press together.
Theo is rough, running his tongue over the seam of my lips. I oblige his demand to part my lips. I tug his body closer to mine by grabbing his shirt. The primal need for Theo’s body to be on top of me drives me closer to madness.
The ache between my thighs transforms into a throb as Theo pulls away. Our chests rise quickly as we regain our breath.
“Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to fuck you so hard that when you walk tomorrow the only thing you will remember is the feeling of my cock inside your tight pussy.”
A moan escapes me. No one has ever said dirty words during sex. My experience consists of one shitty prom night with my boyfriend—who didn’t know anything—and a one-night stand with a guy from the hockey team. Yet ever since me and Theo’s first kiss, I’ve been dying to feel him, taste him.
An arrogant smirk appears on his face. “Are you dripping at the thought of me sinking into you?”
I dart my tongue out, licking my lips and nod eagerly.
“Use your words Princess,” Theo growls and grips my neck tighter.
I stifle another moan. “Yes.”
“Let’s go,”
We stumble up the stairs to Theo’s bedroom unable to take our hands off each other. The sounds that leave his throat boost my ego. Fuck. Everything about Theo is all-consuming like a whirlpool with no escape.
Theodore runs his hands down my sides and along each curve, worshipping every inch of me. A voice of insecurities in the back of my mind bubbles but it doesn’t last any longer when Theo says :
“Take your jeans and shirt off. Leave everything else on,”
I’ve never stripped out of clothes faster. I ditch them, throwing them into the opposite corner of his room. Theo’s eyes darken as he takes in the lingerie set I am wearing. He may have picked out my outfit, but I have another surprise for him.
“On. The. Bed.” He grits out, his control slipping.
My eyes glow with lust at the sight of Theodore Knight losing control. I drag my fingertips across his bed sheets, wandering to the left side of the bed to leave a considerable distance between Theo and me.
“I won’t ask again Princess,”
Long gone is the sunshine and easy-going man. Part of me wants to tease him even more, but the other part wants him to take control. I climb onto his double bed, positioning myself into the middle.
Theo pulls his shirt off as he stalks towards me, giving me the perfect view of his toned body. I can’t help but lick my lips.
“Lay flat on your back,”
Theo’s voice is deeper than usual, laced with desire. I listen to the demand.
Suddenly, I’m sliding against the sheets as Theo drags me by the ankles to the edge of his bed. I look down, my green eyes turn molten when I take in the sight in front of me.
Theodore Knight is on his knees for me. His eye contact never wavers and I dart my tongue out, licking my bottom lip .
“I’ve been dying to taste you, Princess. Can I do that?”
My throat closes, every answer stuck on my tongue. Every part of me wants to say yes but no one has ever gone down on me before. To be honest, I thought maybe guys don’t like it.
But now, I’m spread out in a red lingerie set for Theo who—by the intense look in his eyes—wants nothing more than to bring me pleasure.
“I need to hear you say yes, Princess.”
“Yes, but—“
“We don’t have to do anything,”
My heart swoons at his words. It’s safe to say Theo has slipped into my heart and it won’t be easy to remove him. I don’t think I want to either.
I swallow, throwing every insecurity to the back of my mind. “No, I want to. But no one has ever went down on me before,”
Theo’s eyes are set on mine with longing and intensity. “I would be honoured to be the first man to taste your pussy,”
He licks his lips as his gaze wanders down my body, focusing on the stiff peak of my nipple. I shiver under his lustful eyes.
“Besides, there is nothing I want more than for you to come all over my tongue.”
A moan escapes me. I nod my head for Theo to continue. His calloused fingers trail up my thigh, moving closer to my aching pussy. God, I’ve never been this aroused in my life .
Every sensation stops when Theo’s hands leave my body. I whine in response. I never thought that sound would come from my body but it seems like I melt at Theodore Knight’s touch.
“Yes, please.” I’m breathless as I say it.
I just want him to touch me. But Theo has other plans. He teases me, placing a chaste kiss to my upper thigh. His fingers slide underneath my panties, pulling them down my legs until they disappear onto the floor in Theo’s room.
“Please, what?”
Theo’s voice is husky, dripping with desire. Every brush of his finger, no matter how light or rough, makes me tremble. Words are stuck in my throat for a final moment but I snap when Theo’s warm breath hits my clit.
“Please taste me,”
Any control he was holding onto vanishes. Theo eats my pussy like his life depends on it. He doesn’t waste any time, taking my clit into his mouth.
Oh, fuck.
Every touch. Every taste drives me closer to the edge. Theo licks up my slit and my hips buck against his mouth. His hands hold my hips down, not allowing me to chase my pleasure.
Theo groans against my clit, the vibrations send flames surging down my spine. Knowing that he loves the taste of me makes me feel sexy, something I’ve never experienced.
Theo lifts his head up and his lips glisten with my arousal. “You have such a pretty cunt, ”
His words add to my building orgasm. Fuck, I need to come. I’ve never needed a release more than right now. Theo thrusts two fingers inside me and I can’t help the pants that fall from my mouth.
I stretch around his fingers, squeezing my eyes shut as pleasure follows the pain. Every nerve ending is on fire and my legs shake, the waiting becoming unbearable.
“Holy…god,”
“He’s not here baby, but I am. I want you to say my name when you come on my face,”
“ Theo,”
Theo curls his fingers, hitting a spot I didn’t know existed, while he circles my sensitive clit with his tongue. Black and white spots cloud my vision as I explode, falling from the edge. I clench around Theo’s fingers, riding out the wave. My orgasm washes over every inch of my body and my legs tremble as I melt into the bed.
Holy shit.
The afterglow settles upon me and I never want it to leave. A sob escapes me when Theo pulls his fingers from inside me, placing them into his mouth.
“Divine,” he says, swirling his tongue around his fingers.
Theo lowers his head to my stomach, kissing and nipping at my skin. His thumb brushes over my bra but still hits my nipple. I arch off the bed, still sensitive in my post-orgasm state. A muffled laugh hits my chest. Theo looks up, a blinding smile on his lips.
“That was—“
Theo interrupts me. “Amazing. Fun. Extraordinary. ”
It’s my turn to laugh. “All of the above. I’m pretty sure my legs don’t work anymore,”
A cunning smirk falls on Theo’s mouth. “That’s nothing, Princess. Once I’ve fucked you, your legs definitely won’t work.”
I moan, wrapping my arms around his neck so Theo’s body is touching mine. A husky groan leaves him when his hardness grazes my exposed pussy.
“Are you trying to kill me?” Theo mutters into my neck.
I smile, loving the effect I have on him. “Maybe,”
I snake my hand down, unzipping his pants. “You’re wearing too many clothes,” I say.
Theo rolls onto his back and I straddle his legs. I pull off his jeans, his boxers following shortly after. My eyes heat and I wet my lips at the sight of his cock.
Fuck.
“I don’t think that will fit,”
“We’ll make it fit, Princess.”
Theo’s voice is low and controlled, as he flips us over again, leaving me on the bottom and Theo on his knees. Using one hand, Theo unsnaps my bra and throws it across the room. He cups my breasts with his hands, taking turns playing with each nipple. I’m already sensitive, so every brush of his fingers forces a whimper from my throat.
Enough of this teasing.
“Please, Theo. Fuck me,” I whine, practically begging.
“How do you want it? Gentle or rough?”
Our bodies are flush against each other, sweat and sex permeating the room. Theo positions himself between my legs, wrapping them around his pelvis until my ankles are locked together. The head of Theo’s cock brushes my inner thigh and a groan escapes my chest. My clit aches, forcing me to decide.
“Rough,” I pant.
Theo answers my demand, slamming into me in one thrust. My chest constricts causing me to stop breathing. Theo lowers his head closer to my ear, laying hot and wet kisses to my neck.
“Breathe, baby. I want you to take it all,”
A sob leaves me as I stretch around Theo’s cock. Surely, it’s fully inside me. My brain scrambles further when Theo presses his lips against mine. It's exactly how I wanted him to take me—relentless and demanding.
Theo nips at my bottom lip as he pulls himself back. His gaze remains on me and I try to steady my breathing. My chest rises and falls, leaving my nipples to brush against Theo’s chest while I reach my arms around his neck.
I need him close to me.
Theo keeps one hand by my head, using it to remain balanced, while the other skates down my body. It skims over my stiff peaks and my back arches in response. As if to torture me even more, Theo slowly drags his fingers over my stomach and hips. The rough callous leave goosebumps in their wake as he gets closer to my throbbing clit.
My senses are on overdrive as I beg Theo to move. Our moans and pants fill the bedroom while Theo thrusts into me again. Each time harder than the next. He pulls himself upright to his knees, teasing me and he slowly removes his dick from inside me.
Without warning, Theo slams into me, harder than any other time. Fuck. He keeps his thumb pressed against my clit. The throbbing reaches a crescendo and scream rips from my throat. I convulse around Theo’s length as he nips at my neck.
“That’s it, Princess. Be a good girl and come on my cock,”
The violent aftershock collides into me as white hot flames coarse through my body. My back arches off the bed, as my orgasm crashes down my spine and eventually the rest of my body.
Gradually, my muscles relax and I melt into the bed. My legs continue to tremble as the haze of my orgasm engulfs me. Theo’s groans and curses rush to my ear, forcing me to acknowledge him.
“Fuck, I didn’t wear a condom,”
Despite my tired limbs, I find the strength to wrap my legs around his waist before he pulls out. I want Theo to come inside of me. The thought of his cum dripping down my legs makes me feral.
My ragged breath dances across Theo’s neck. “I’m on the pill,”
I can feel his pulse hammering underneath my lips. A groan escapes Theo, hitting my flushed skin.
“Are you sure?”
“Theo, be a good boy and come inside me.”
He lets out a multitude of curses. Theo’s cock jerks inside of me. He continues to thrust into me to chase his own pleasure. Theo fills me over and over, until his thrusts become sloppy. Theo collapses onto me, putting his forearms out to stop from crushing me.
Beads of sweat fall down Theo’s face, as we remain where we are. My brain is unable to think of anything other than the moment I’m in. It’s beautiful. If I knew sex with Theodore Knight would do this to me, I would have caved years ago.
Theo pulls out of me, rolling into the space to the left of me. A small whimper comes at the loss of his length. Theo kisses my forehead and moves to the bathroom. He comes back with a cloth to clean the mess we made. Theo licks his lips while washing me.
“Don’t look at me like that, I can’t handle another round.”
He lets out a small chuckle. “We’ll have to work on that,”
I move to the bathroom to fix myself up. As I come back to the bed, Theo whines.
“Hurry up,”
I laugh, shaking my head. “I knew you were clingy,”
“You got that right,”
“Can I borrow a shirt to sleep in?”
This wasn’t exactly planned, so I don’t have anything comfortable to wear. Theo finds an old, oversized tee from his drawer. I pull it over my head before getting under the covers. Theo puts his boxers on and joins me in the bed.
“Why are you so far away?”
Theo wraps his arms around me, pulls my body back so we are spooning.
“Who knew Theodore Knight was a cuddler?” I tease.
“Only with you,”
Silence consumes the room, while a smile clings to lips. I’ve never had anyone who just wants to be close to me. This past week has brought my heart to life in a way I never thought was possible. The sparks linger between Theo and I as we lay in his bed. He has his arms clutching me tight, as if I will disappear when he lets go.
Theo once said to me that I’m the only girl who is yet to fall in love with him. But the more I imagine the future, whether it’s tomorrow or five years from now, Theodore Knight is all I see.
Slowly, my breathing evens out and eyes flutter shut. Exhaustion seeps into my muscles giving my insomnia no time to manifest. I feel Theo’s lips brush against my shoulder before the darkness engulfs me.