Page 119 of Wicked Little Secret

“This isn’t some casual fling for me,” I go on. “Trust me, I don’t… do this often. I don’t just go around and sleep with older guys. Or any guys for that matter. You’ve been my first in a while. I was, um, a little embarrassed by it in my circle. Heather stays with different guys and so do Katie and Macey.”

“Is that why you started dating Wicker? For appearances?”

I sit back against the porcelain tub. “Something like that. Was Veronica your last?”

“Unfortunately.”

I smirk. “That makes me feel very special.”

“You should.” He leans forward to kiss my cheek. “Hungry?”

“After that intense workout? Starving. But you don’t have to—Theron!”

He disappears from the bathroom before I can finish protesting. I have no choice but to soak in the warmth and await his return.

In his absence I use one of the loofahs he’s given me and begin working it over different parts of my body. It’s true that I’m a little sore after our session in his bedroom, but the residual aftereffects outweigh any aching.

I’m still so sensitive in the best way, my pussy swollen and tingly. I’m already certain I’ll have a good night of sleep.

No one has even come close to pleasuring me like Theron has.

Hell, most of the college guys at Castlebury barely know where to find a woman’s clit, let alone give us orgasms.

Theron isunmatched.

“In every way,” I mutter under my breath. I slump deeper among the frothy bubbles ’til they’re coming up to my chin and the curls on my nape are wet. Lost in thought, I don’t really notice.

Theron feels that I’m unmatched.

Some special woman that he can’t stay away from.

There might be a huge age difference, but we connect mentally and physically.

…emotionally.

I squash that last thought with a sharp shake of my head.

Emotions don’t matter. I promised myself when I transferred to Castlebury and started this long, tenuous road for revenge, I wouldn’t be emotionally compromised. Everyone at Castlebury is a pawn or a perpetrator I’ll make pay.

Nothing more.

Easier said than done when Theron returns a few minutes later holding a charcuterie board. My eyes round at the delicious offering as he walks it over to the edge of the tub and sets it down for me to dig in.

“Not the fanciest meal… but I remember you once mentioned you like them.”

“Are you kidding? My mouth is watering.”

“Enjoy.”

I don’t even know where to pick from first. He’s set it up as meticulously as only he could—the large tray features deli meats and cheeses, pretzels and carrot sticks, toasted crackers, and several spreads.

Chocolate.

I scoop up a few slices of salami and cheese. “Eat with me. I can’t finish this all by myself.”

He obliges my request, selecting some carrot sticks. Wespend several minutes grazing on the board of finger foods as I go against my vow and press him about the future.

“You think a year and a half is too long to wait…”

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