Page 30 of Such A Bad Girl

His mouth had been on my pussy. It had been amazing, better than anything I’d ever felt. Dammit. I hated that it turned me on so much. I wanted to hate him. I wanted to be angry.

Instead, I couldn’t stop thinking about how good he’d made me feel.

I had no idea he had such impressive skills.

We’d shared that one kiss so long ago. We were just two scared kids then. But now? The kiss he’d just given me was the kiss of a full-blooded man. I’d gotten good at ignoring that old memory, but now I had a fresh new memory to obsess over not to mention our sessions in the temple over the last few weeks.

I hadn’t slapped him because he’d discovered my true identity. Not because he’d kissed me like a man dying of thirst, either.

It was because he’d said it couldn’t happen again.

Why did he think I would allow him to play with my heart like that?

He could take his stinging cheek and hot and cold emotions and play with some other woman.

I deserved better. I deserved better than Theo Mercer, that was for fucking sure. Sure, he was handsome as fuck and just as rich. His whole family was old Hollywood money. When we were growing up in Austin together, his family didn’t talk about it. Theo seemed embarrassed about it, so West and I pretended he didn’t live in a gothic style mansion with heated marble floors, on a two-hundred-acre horse ranch, in the hills. But his cold rejection was something I could do without.

Yes, I deserved better than Theo.

But why did I only want him and nobody else? So fucking badly?

But now? How could we go on now that his mouth had so expertly brought me to such an earth-shattering orgasm? How could I face him again now that he knew I was the mysterious Mae? I’d never be able to see him the same way again.

I closed my eyes as my tears slowly dried up, my thoughts replaying the scenes in my head on a loop. Desperately, I tried to breathe through the feelings ricocheting through my body.

Disbelief, anger, frustration — and immense arousal. The anger I felt towards him grew under the surface. How could he be such a coward to get this far and then push me away?

The fact that I’d almost had sex with Theo was mind-blowing. The fact that I desperately wanted more was going to haunt me forever. My hand made its way between my legs and I gave in to the memories and there he was — Theo on his knees between my thighs, his mouth sending me crashing over the edge of bliss over and over again. Theo’s mouth on mine, his fingers digging into my waist, his cock throbbing against my bare thigh.

I came again and again, each time with Theo’s face front and center.

In the back of my mind, I knew I’d never be satisfied until I had him again.

And I knew myself really well. When I set my sights on something, I didn’t stop until I got what I wanted.

West always said I was spoiled. So did Theo.

Maybe I’d show them both just how right they were.

I drifted off to sleep determined to get my way, once and for all.

I didn’t see the new text until the next morning.

Chapter Fifteen

THEO

The sting of her palm lingered for hours.

I went home and tossed and turned the whole night. I kept thinking about the first time West asked me to keep an eye on her. It was the first time he’d left town for an audition and he was more worried about Everleigh than the audition. Some guy at school had his sights set on her, just one in a long line of many.

‘Look out for her, Theo. Nobody is good enough for her. Even you…’

West’s words had echoed in my head ever since. And once my feelings for her grew, they were the reason I kept those feelings a secret.

Everleigh was a firecracker. Fucking with her was like playing with fire.

Did I know I was going to get burned so badly? Yeah, I guess I did. She was known to occasionally explode.

---