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“You’re kind of a savage, aren’t you?” Jessica asks.
“I don’t know aboutthat,” I say, pulling an olive off the skewer and popping it into my mouth.
“Oh, I think you might be,” Anna teases. “You’re just so sweet no one notices.” I laugh at her and shrug as I flag down the waiter for another round of drinks.
No one needs to know how good it felt to watch Theo beating the shit out of Ben, least of all Theo, who walked in ten minutes ago and sat at the bar. I’m not surprised he's here, but I'm ignoring him entirely because I’m here with my friends.
Our conversation drifts to less serious topics, but the feeling of warmth in my chest keeps spreading. For the first time in years, I have real friends, women who I can be open with and get closer to.
It’s only dampened by the fact that I can’t be open about everything, and that I’m not here with just them.
***
Sometimes, I think about how thrilled I would have been if Theo had asked me out when we met, when he was just a guy at a bar. I’m glad he didn’t, because he’d still be who he is and I’d still be trapped, but it would have taken me a long time to realize it.
I was able to get away from Danny, but I don’t think I’d ever be able to get away from Theo. I think the only way Icanget away from Theo is if I push him too far.
I still think about doing that sometimes, but less and less often as time goes by.
***
Theo’s reading on the couch and I’m painting him when we hear the couple in the rental below my apartment start having loud, passionate sex. Theo glances up at me with a wicked smirk as he puts his book down, scooping me up and moving us into the bedroom where we can hear the couple better.
Both of us stay quiet as we undress and lay on the bed next to each other, kissing quietly as we listen to the man’s low grunting and the woman’s loud, squeaky moans. Theo slips his hand between my legs and raises his eyebrows at me in surprise when he finds me already wet. He grins at the blush staining my face, and I shrug slightly, not meeting his eyes.
The woman downstairs lets out an exaggerated sound of pleasure, and Theo huffs a laugh as he slips his fingers inside me, making me gasp.
“She’s faking it,” he whispers in my ear.
“Definitely,” I whisper back, wrapping my hand around his cock and stroking lazily. He lets out a satisfied exhale and kisses his way down my chest, biting one of my nipples softly.
“I don’t know how he can’t tell,” Theo says quietly as he drags his lips across my skin.
“Theo,mostmen probably can’t tell.” He freezes before looking up at me with a mischievous smile.
“Maybe he should hear what it sounds like when someoneisn’tfaking it.” I raise my eyebrows at him in surprise as he starts fingering me harder, and I stifle a moan as I look at him, horrified.
“Absolutelynot,” I hiss.
“I heardabsolutely.” He grins and crooks his fingers at just the right spot, circling my clit with his thumb, and I stifle another moan and slap his shoulder.
“You’re an asshole.” He laughs softly, leaning down and kissing me quickly.
“You just figured that out?” He slips his fingers out of me and pinches my clit, making me squeal. “Don’t hold back, sweetheart,” he says, tracing my neck with soft, open-mouth kisses. “You make the prettiest sounds for me.” I shake my head, trying not to laugh.
“I’m not playing this game with you,” I whisper as Theo covers my body with his, lining us up.
“I’m not giving you a choice,” he says before he sinks into me deeply. I scream, clinging to him, and he shoots me a wicked grin when we hear the couple downstairs go quiet. “That’smy girl,” Theo whispers as he starts fucking me harder than usual. I can’t help the sounds I make as he thrusts into me deeply enough that the pressure is painful.
“Theo,” I whisper, and he shakes his head.
“Louder for me, honey.” Theo grips my throat tightly as he fucks me, which he knows drives me crazy, laughing as we hear the couple downstairs start up again. I can hear them, but I’m more focused on the mischievous smile on Theo’s face, his dimples deepening every time he elicits a loud response from me.
His face lights up at one point, and he pulls out and flips me over quickly, yanking me onto all fours before he grips my hips and slams into me so hard it makes me scream again. Theo’s low, appreciative moan is obscured by the man downstairs swearing and coming with a shout.
Theo starts laughing hard, and I bury my face in the pillows, my face heating up in embarrassment.
“You didsucha good job,” he says, smug and amused, and I whip my head over my shoulder to glare at him.
