I thought of that path through the woods and how dark it would be. I knew other people would’ve run from the idea of being alone out there with Theo, especially after what he’d told me, but I embraced it.
“Yes.”
His smile was predatory as he slowly stepped away from me.
“Are you sure?”
I nodded. “I told you, Theo. I’m not scared of you.”
He opened the door and held out his arm for me to exit first. When I walked past him he leaned closer and lowered his voice.
“Maybe you should be.”
I caught his hand and intertwined our fingers.
“Maybe you should be scared of me.”
His laugh was strained.
“Oh, I am, Sutton. I am terrified of you.”
Before I could ask him to explain, he took off at a brisk pace and I had to put in real effort to keep up. I couldn’t focus on anything but watching where my feet landed so I didn’t fall and hurt myself. That was why when Theo let go of my hand, I didn’t immediately realize what was happening. It took me a few more seconds to look up and see he was gone.
My heart dropped and I froze.
“Theo?”
A dark laugh came from somewhere in the trees around me, but it honestly sounded like it was coming from everywhere.
“Still not scared of me, Sutton?”
My body twitched with the urge to run but I grew wet between my thighs. I wasn’t scared of him. I was afraid of how I reacted to him and what it meant I wasn’t scared after everything he’d told me.
“Come out and ask me to my face.”
“Grown men four times your size have cried when they found themselves in this exact position.”
“Theexactposition? Did you give them special panties to wear, too?” I grinned when I heard him growl. No matter what he did, it wouldn’t truly scare me. Maybe I was broken because while the dark and the woods spooked me, Theo did not.
When he stepped out of the woods in front of me, a black mask covering everything but his eyes, his body language made me think of a lion. He moved with so much grace and confidence.
“On your knees.”
It never crossed my mind to disobey the command.
He walked closer and ran a gloved hand through my ponytail, twisting it around his fingers and then gripping it tight.
“Why are you not scared of me?”
“I don’t know.” He pulled my hair until my head was back far enough that I could look up at his masked face. The mask and gloves somehow added to his magic.
“You’re beautiful, Theo.”
He shifted and knelt in the dirt in front of me.
“Pull your skirt up.”
I loved the way his voice shook. He might’ve terrified grown men butImadehisvoice shake. I worked the tight skirt up my hips until the panties were on display.
