Page 6 of Lustfully Yours
“Please, Theo. No more. I can’t take anymore,” Malia whimpers, dropping her head back and looking me in the eye.
“You can, my angel, and you will. You’ll come when I tell you to, and you’ll hold it just as long. I own this body and you. Do you hear me?” I question.
At the widening of her eyes, I know she wasn’t expecting me to say that. I need her to know I don’t plan on this being just one time. I have lusted after this woman every day for longer than I care to admit, and from this day on, I won’t be lusting after what I can’t have; I’ll be lusting after what’s mine.
Chapter Six
Malia
No, that can’t be right. He can’t mean any of what he said. It’s just sex to Theo.
What I don’t understand is how he can make me do as he says. Oliver tried to “dominate” me, if you could call it that, while we were together, but I could never bring myself to allow someone to have that control over me. With Theo, it just feels right, like this was always supposed to happen.
I watch his eyes when he tells me he owns me, and I can’t stop the wetness from slipping out around his cock if I wanted to. The thing that gives me pause is that I don’t want to stop it. I want to be his. I want to let him have his way with me every day, forever. Though I know when he finds out that Lawson is in her current position because of me, he won’t see me the same way.
“Theo! Don’t play with me. Please, I can’t come again,” I beg him. One and done; that is me and always has been.
“You can and you will,” Theo commands, picking up the speed of his thrusts along with the circling of my clit.
I just shake my head and hold on to the counter under me. He doesn’t get it. It’s not that I don’t want to. I can’t come more than once; it’s just not possible for me. I feel a sharp bite just above my nipple and come crashing back into the here and now.
“No, Angel! You stay with me. We’ll talk about where you went later, but for now, I want you here with me,” Theo says, kissing the bite mark he just left.
I lock eyes with him, and he must read the dare and uncertainty in my gaze like I’m laid open for him. Theo smirks at me and picks up speed again. Fuck, does this man ever run out of steam? Just as this thought crosses my mind, I feel the build of another orgasm. I know my eyes go wide in shock because this is the first time this has ever been possible before. My whole body shakes as I get closer and closer to another mind-numbing orgasm. I close my eyes and let my head fall back, getting ready for the ride when I’m jerked out of my euphoria by the words Theo says in my ear.
“Not yet, angel,” he whispers, increasing not only the rhythm of his thrust but also of the thumb he is still strumming over my clit.
“I have to, Theo! I can’t wait! Please, I can’t wait,” I beg him, shaking my head back and forth. I can still feel the build of the orgasm, but it’s just out of reach. It’s like I’m stuck on the edge, and I don’t know what to do.
“Theo, please! I need, I need to… Please!” I beg him, not understanding why.
I feel him run his hand up my back and into my hair, fisting it so he can bring my head up, causing me to open my eyes. When I catch the look in his eyes, I know what I need to get to where I need to be. I need him to tell me it’s okay to fly off the cliff. When Theo knows he has my attention, he kisses me before saying, “You will wait. When I tell you, and I’m ready for you to, my angel, you’ll come when I say. Do I make myself clear?”
I am so surprised at what his words do to me that all I can do is nod without breaking eye contact. With those words, I know he’s right; I’ll only come when he says I can. I can’t stop the emotions that rush over me at the thought of someone being able to control that much of me. Most of all, I know that this what I’ve always needed and didn’t realize it until now. Making the realization even scarier is that I know it would only ever work with Theo. He’s the one. I just pray he doesn’t use this power to ruin me. There is a sharp tug on my hair, bringing me out of my head.
“Do you understand what I’m telling you?” he asks me, slowing his thrust, causing the wave I was riding to become a ripple.
I nod my head in understanding, but I know that was the wrong answer when I see the dark storm clouds roll into his eyes. I wait with bated breath for what those storm clouds mean. I know Theo would never hurt me, but some pain with pleasure is not out of the question. I shift my hips, trying to find the friction I need to top the second mountain I’m so close to.
“Fuck, baby! That pussy is so good. Keep doing that, and I don’t know if I’ll last,” Theo moans before grabbing my hip with the hand not in my hair, guiding my motions.
I’m so close and lost in my pleasure that when he tells me to come, and I feel his teeth just below my collarbone, I lose all control, barely hearing the groan Theo lets slip as he comes.
I come back to myself lying in Theo’s bed, having no idea how long I was out for or what woke me up. I stretch out, searching for Theo, and only find cold sheets. It’s when I sit up that it all comes flooding back. Waking in Theo’s bed. Lawson being kidnapped. Theo and me fucking. I have to be the worst friend to forget for a second what Lawson is going through.
The vibrating of my phone brings my spinning thoughts to a standstill. I pick it up and see a number I don’t recognize but know by the area code that it’s Oliver. I start to shake and mute the call, just watching it ring. It isn’t quiet for two seconds before it’s ringing again. I know that he’ll keep calling until I answer. I don’t know if I’m able to answer it; to face this monster. When the phone stops ringing, a text comes through.
Unknown: Make me call again, and your sweet little friend will start showing up in pieces.
Me: Don’t hurt her anymore, please!
I type without thinking. I know from watching my dad and growing up in the life, that begging isn’t going to help, yet I don’t know what else to do.
Unknown: You know what I want. Don’t make me tell you again.
Me: Fine, just tell me where I’m going.
I write back, hoping that he’ll slip and tell me so I can take it to Theo and Mason, and they’ll just go get her. A girl can dream, can’t she?
