Page 40 of Morally Corrupt

"You're allergic," he counters.

"I don't care; it's all about the gesture."

"But then you would have sneezed."

"Fake flowers." My tongue goes out at him cheekily.

"Should I be cheesy and say you're the most beautiful flower? Would I get the point for that?"

"Ewww, Theo. Too cheesy!" I laugh, and he joins me.

"Fair enough. I had to try."

"You're amazing, you know that?" My face softens as I look at him. I stand and come behind him, winding my arms around his neck.

"Only because it's you." His hand comes up on top of mine, and we stand like that for a moment.

"Okay, that's it. Let's put the dishes in the sink for Martha and let's go watch something."

"Am I forgiven?" His voice is serious now.

"Only if I am, for whatever I did." He shakes his head and purses his lips.

"I told you it was all me."

"Then there's nothing to forgive. Come on, I'll let you choose the show."

"Wow, so magnanimous of you." He follows me into the living room, and we make ourselves comfortable on the floor. It's been a tradition of ours ever since we'd gotten the penthouse. Since the carpets are so incredibly soft, we always end up there and not on the sofa. We browse around for a show, and after a while, he seems to find the courage to ask me something that's clearly been on his mind.

"B… Did you really like it?" He's still looking at the screen and not at me.

"I did." I sigh, and I turn to face him. "Theo, why did you think I wouldn't?"

"B… you're so soft, and you've had such a sheltered upbringing… I didn't think you'd ever…"

"I promise you I enjoyed it. Didn't you?" I throw the question at him.

There's such a duality in Theo, sometimes it's almost too amusing. Knowing how he'd treated Pink and how he'd enjoyed it had made me realize from the beginning that there were some depths to Theo that I just couldn't reach. Not as long as I was Bianca, the pure wife. As Pink, I'd felt it on my own skin how wild and uncontrolled he can be. As Bianca? He'd always held something back. Something animalistic and primal that called to the bloodthirst inside me.

"I did." I put my head on his shoulder and hug his arm. "Tell me something, Theo." I'm feeling daring, especially now that we're opening up to potential sexual adventures.

"What's your darkest sexual fantasy?" Almost as soon as the words are out of my mouth, I feel him stiffen.

"What… what prompted that?"

"Well, if we're going to have an open discussion, why not lay it all out there. What's something you'd really, really like to try?"

There's a pause where he almost doesn't breathe.

"To have you at my mercy," he finally says, and it's my turn to frown. That's it?

"You already have me." I try to make light of it.

He gives a tortured laugh.

"You have absolutely no idea what you're saying."

"I'll let you do whatever you want to me," I tell him, hoping he'll give me some specifics.

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