Theo releases his hand from my mouth and my leg from his shoulder, then he kisses his way up my body, stopping at my breast.
“Ow! Bloody hell!”
The cheeky bastard grins with his teeth on the verge of breaking the skin of my nipple, then he bangs his fist twice on the door. “Go home, Nolan,” he mumbleswithmy nipple still in his mouth.
Fuck the cancer. I’m certain my death will come of complete embarrassment.
“Scarlet?”
My nose scrunches. It’s not like he doesn’t know I’m in here.
“Are you good?”
He can’t be serious. I know hesawjust how good I am.
Theo’s tongue makes a trail up to my neck as he unfastens his trousers. Nolanneedsto leave before Theo nails me to the door. I know this look in his eyes. He’s pleasured me once, and now he’s ready to guarantee I won’t walk straight for several days.
“Great… good… I’ll make sure your bike gets back to you… uh… bye!”
I grab Theo’s face, forcing him to look at me. “Say it again.” I grin, needing to hear him say it once more.
He licks his lips—licksmefrom his lips—and shakes his head as he shoves his trousers down enough to release his cock. “It’s not going to make me go easy on you.”
I know this. I would be disappointed if he did. Some men fuck much different than they look. Not Theo. He looks like a beast and he fucks like one too. There has never been anything gentle about him. It’s like riding in the front seat of a rollercoaster: I’m guaranteed to get jerked around, my body slammed in every direction, my stomach will be in my throat; I fear all the feels as much as I crave them and in the end I’ll feel a bit bruised and battered, but utterly satisfied with the biggest damn smile on my face.
Theo grips the back of my legs and lifts me up, pinning me to the door.
“Say it.”
He impales me, eyes on mine the whole time. I wince a bit, feeling the first jerk of the rollercoaster. Theo has no idea what it means to ease into a woman. He’s everything Daniel never was. The woman I am with Theo is a Scarlet Stone no other man has ever known. If this life—this moment—is a lie, then the truth will never matter to me.
“I love you,” he says a breath before our mouths crash together.
Theodore Reed is the ride of a lifetime ineveryway.
“Harder…” I mumble over his lips. “Faster…” My fingers curl into the muscles along his back.
His head drops to my shoulder.
I close my eyes and just… hold… on. “More… more of this… more of us… more breaths…” I whisper to the universe as I let him bleed me dry of every sensation and emotion I have to give.
My name is Scarlet Stone, and I love sex. I believe if all emotion and reason were stripped from human existence, the answer to all physical questions would be sex.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Theodore
She cut herhair short. I like it, but I won’t tell her that. There is no better feeling in the world than her naked body curled up to mine, but I won’t tell her that either. She will never know I can’t see anyone or anything but her in my dreams. I can no longer get off on porn. I spend my days in constant agitation and my sleepless nights in frustration.
She didn’t die and for that I can’t find the proper gratitude. No matter what happens in my life, the world is a better place with Scarlet Stone in it. Yet the fact still remains, her reason for living the lie is gone, but mine is not. The lies will fade and before long she might see my truth. She can’t see it. I can’t be with her. But… I can love her.
I can love her from afar.
I can love her in my dreams.
I can love her until my life is over.
Maybe I can love her in another life.
