by Nora Heat
My eyes burned because I wanted to cry, but the tears never fell. This was happening. This was happening to me all over again. To us.
Wow. The second time in less than forty-eight hours.
My fucking goodness.
Theo picked me up, and my legs instinctively latched around his waist. He then walked forward, and my backside landed on a soft patch of sweet smelling grass. My eyes cracked open, spotting white daisies surrounding us. The sunlight made his skin sparkle, enhancing his devilish beauty.
I yanked off his shorts as his lips pressed on my cheek. His groan was deep, his sweat-dampened body rubbing against mine. He had my pants off, legs bent, and in no time, he was taking me.
Right there.
On the grass.
In the park where people passed by us only a few feet away.
Some people walked or jogged. I could spot their shadows zooming by, oblivious to the sinful act taking place.
Unable to control my cries of pleasure, he cupped my mouth and shushed me. His gaze penetrated mine beneath the setting sun, sweaty forehead creased and nostrils flaring as if he were angry and concentrated at once. He was taking out his aggressions on me, fucking me ever so softly. As badly as I didn’t want it happening that way, it was. And I wasn’t stopping it.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked gruffly.
“Tell you what?”
“That you were still a virgin.”
“It didn’t matter,” I admitted.
His eyes squeezed shut, and I gasped as he hit a tender spot that made my back go into a slight bend. “It does matter.”
“Why?”
He crushed his lips together. “Knowing that I was the one to take you first will make me want to fuck you every time I set eyes on you now.”
I shook my head.
“I’m serious. But all you have to do is tell me to stop. Tell me to stop,” he whispered. He was half-stroke. “And I will. I will never touch you again, Chloe.”
I could have, but deep down, I didn’t want him to. I never wanted him to stop. This to stop. Us to stop. “No,” I mustered, hooking my arms around his neck. A smile twitched at his lips, but his eyes were just as hard as before. Unreadable and dark.
He pounded deep, swiveling in slow, torturous circles. Cupping my face, I allowed his tongue to swirl with mine again, feeling as he inhaled my moans. He didn’t want me completely quiet, just quiet enough. He wanted to hear me… wanted to listen to me breathe his name.
I wasn’t sure how no one heard the grass rustling, the grunts, groaning, and sighing. I mean, I honestly didn’t care as long as they didn’t ruin this moment. This perfectly imperfect moment.
Theo was above me, thick arms planted outside my head, stroking deep, leaning forward, and placing damp kisses on my neck and chest. I turned my head away, fighting the inevitable, but he stole kisses from me, proving I could go nowhere. That he would always get his way.
I hated it
I loved it.
I couldn’t do this anymore.
But I wanted so much more.
My back curved, eyes shutting. My walls constricted around his massive length, juicing. Soaking. Milking. Tipping my head forward again, he forced me to focus on his eyes, our foreheads meshed. His entire body tensed moments later, and soon he bared teeth.
No longer able to hold it in, he let go, bringing his mouth to the crook of my neck and sucking me there, sucking until it stung—my fingernails biting into his skin. Pleasure and pain.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned, unable to control his volume. My body jolted as he stilled and then whipped back, pulling his cock out and having no choice but to cum on top of the grass. On me, it would have left a mess, but inside me would have caused true chaos.
I was grateful.
My mind swirled into a daze. The sky seemed to spin above. The line of trees staring down at me, mocking me with their leaves flapping in the wind, shaking like they were almost laughing. I felt embarrassed, but then Theo looked at me and I felt like a goddess.
I couldn’t believe it’d happened again.
A second time.
How the fuck did I let it happen so easily this time?
Theo sighed, standing and yanking his shorts up. He looked down at me, and a flash of pain crossed his face. I sat up, pulling my pants up as well. We were quiet for a moment, adjusting ourselves. I felt warmth oozing between my legs, and something sparked within me. I ached, longing for him to take me all over again.
His lips parted, and I expected positive words, but I’d deliberately received the opposite. “We… we shouldn’t do this anymore, Chloe.” He ran his hands over his face. “Fuck—I… I don’t even know how we keep getting here. I was wrong. So fucking wrong.”
My eyes became hot, thick with unshed tears. Only moments ago he asked me if I wanted him to stop. He was confusing me. I didn’t get him. What was it that he wanted from me?
“You’re so young,” he went on. “So inexperienced and so innocent. I can’t keep taking that from you.” He looked away, guilt-ridden, and then focused on me again, awaiting a response.
I stood, looking him deep in the eyes for a brief, intense moment. I saw the confusion. The trouble I was causing his emotions. My heart snagged. My head dropped. I walked around him, hugging myself as I rushed through the line of trees he’d dragged me through only minutes ago. I left out of the park in a hurry, jogging back home, biting back on emotion. Fortunately, I won. No tears on the way there.
Theo was nowhere in sight as I entered my house. I figured he meant it this time. And it was good because he was right. We couldn’t do this anymore. It wasn’t okay. We both were doing it for very bad reasons.
While I was showering the scent of him away, allowing it to seep down the drain, he must have made his way back home. His bedroom light was on. I peeked through the curtain, expecting him to be in his garage or even inside the house, but instead he was on the porch, looking right at my bedroom window.
I gasped, taking a step back, but I could still see him. I was sure he knew I was still watching.
He had a beer in hand. His lips were pressed thin, eyes full of regret and curiosity. I bet he was wondering the same thing I was. Why did we feel so good together? How in the hell did we let it happen twice? Why couldn’t we deny this lust? What was it that made us get so lost in each other that we completely forgot just who we were? The wrongs and rights? The pain and suffering? The fucking age difference? Fucking Izzy?
It was confusing… and so very hard to fight.
Perhaps it was the thrill…
Or maybe it was the off-limits thing? Human beings loved taking advantage of what they knew they couldn’t have.
Maybe he did it because he hadn’t had any in a while and I just did it because—well, because I’d had a crush on Mr. Black for many, many years. I dreamt about him. Thought about him almost every single day without even realizing it before.
Maybe it was because, deep down, we’d wanted each other. We had a connection—an undeniable one. I could read him, and he liked that. He didn’t have to speak, didn’t have to tell me what was wrong, because I already knew.
His pain? I wanted to be the one to take that away.
His conflicts? I wanted to be the one to settle them.
But I was only dreaming. I had to stop. Dreaming never got me anywhere before. Why would it now?
Knowing this, I moved away from the curtain, stepping back slowly, and looked into the mirror of my vanity. I was sure someone could have spotted the hickey he left on my neck from a mile away.
I tried covering the shame with my hands, but I quickly moved them away. Seeing the mark made me tingle below, my core clenching. Running my fingertip across my lip, I imagined him kissing me again.
Holding.
Smoldering.
Looking me deep in the eyes.
His kiss. His touch.
His smell.
Him.
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