Page 211 of Perfect
I was expecting this, just not to this extent.
“Teddy, we talked about this,” I say slowly. His face gets very somber, and he tilts my chin up, forcing me to look at his determined expression.
“I told you I wanted everything back, and you said you wanted options, right?” I nod, and his expression turns steely.“Your options arethis, or you’re never leaving the house again unless I’ve got my fucking hands on you. Preferably both.” I give him an incredulous look and laugh at him.
“Youcan’tbe serious.” Theo raises his eyebrows. “Baby, we live together, and I don’t plan on being away from you that often, so you’ve got all the access to me you could possibly want. This is…alot.”
He shrugs. “It’s basically everything I had before.” I look pointedly at the enormous piles on the counter, easily double or triple what he pulled out of my apartment, and he sighs heavily. “Sweetheart, it’s different now, okay? It’s not just about…access, it’s…” he trails off, shrugging and looking vaguely uncomfortable. He hates talking about the stalking impulses, so I don’t push.
“Theo…”
“Alex, listen to me,” he says softly, pushing my hair behind my ear, “I have nightmares about how I found you every single night, and then I was kept away from you, worried sick about you every single day for a fucking year. When I told you that I was never letting you out of my sight again, I fuckingmeantit.” I raise my eyebrows at how harsh his tone gets, and he shoots me a tense look before kissing my forehead and sighing heavily into my hair.
“Withthatsaid, I don’t want to stop you from having a life outside of me, so I’ll settle for slightly less than what I want. It’s a compromise.” I snort as I look over the items on the counter again, shaking my head slightly.
I know to pick my battles with Theo, and this isn’t one I’m interested in fighting, partly because I’d lose, but mostly because I see this for what it is.
It’s love.
I pick up the unopened package, turning it over in my hands. I know exactly what’s inside, and I knew this one was coming nomatter what. I hold it out to him, and his expression closes off and becomes wary, and I can tell he’s getting ready to fight me on it.
“Non-negotiable,” he snaps, and I lean into him.
“My feelings exactly.” Theo’s eyes go wide. “I was hoping we could start with this one?” He’s on me immediately, kissing me violently and tearing off my clothes, and the package with the tracker falls out of my hands as he slams me back against the counter.
“That’s my fucking girl,” he whispers harshly as he shoves his hands between my thighs and starts touching me desperately. He’s almost feral, biting my lip and making low, aggressive moans deep in his throat as he starts fucking his fingers into my sore, swollen cunt, kissing and biting his way down my throat as he rubs my clit with his thumb, and I whimper, unable to speak.
He’s beingsorough.
He pulls his fingers out of me and spins me around, bending me over the counter and undoing his pants quickly. I hear him spit right before he pushes my head down onto the counter, and I scream as he shoves himself inside of me in one long, smooth thrust. I’m so tight that it hurts, but he doesn’t give me a moment to adjust to him before he starts fucking me hard, swearing constantly under his breath as he slams into me over and over.
I forgot whatthisfelt like, being completely overwhelmed by him like this.
I can barely hear him over the sharp gasps I’m making. My cunt is still swollen enough that I’m tighter than usual, but the pain is heightening the pleasure. I feel my leg tense up, and I whine. Theo’s hand lifts off my head, and he grabs my hips, lifting them slightly so he can get deeper, and the counter bites against my hip bones on every thrust.
I scream as I start to come, and Theo loses his pace and becomes frantic, moaning loudly as he comes. He drops my hips and his hands land beside my head as he bends over me, his breath hot on my back as he kisses me softly between my shoulders, scraping his teeth over my skin gently.
I lay on the counter, shaking slightly as he pulls out of me, completely stunned as everything gets hazy the way I like. Theo’s been thoughtful about how we’ve been having sex, but he’s been holding back. He didn’t think about anything this time, didn’t hold back at all, just took me hard the way he used to, the way I like.
I missed this.
“Oh,fuck.” I look up at him, and he seems anxious. “Sorry, I just…shit, honey, are you okay?” Affection floods through me, and I smile up at him lazily.
“I am now,” I whisper. Theo stares at me for a moment, seeming to understand what I’m saying, and his face drops into a wolfish smile, his gaze possessive and adoring, and I have the urge to cry.
Ilovehaving this back.
“Not if you can still talk.” He takes me upstairs, ties me down to the bed, and spends an hour making me come until I’m a sobbing, thoughtless mess.
I’m so blissfully zoned out that I barely notice when he starts talking to me, untying me and rolling me onto my stomach. He’s gone for a minute, and then he’s talking to me again, and I laugh softly when I realize what’s happening. I feel him swab my back and then feel a soft pinch, and he kisses my neck slowly while he waits to make sure I’m numb between my shoulders. There’s a tug and slight pressure for a second, and then I don’t feel anything other thansafe.
He turns me back over and kisses me for a long time before he fucks me very gently, telling me what a good girl I am, that Itook it so well, that I’m so perfect for him, that he’s got me now. I revel in the security of knowing that he’s always going to know where I am, and I come apart underneath him knowing that he’ll never let anything bad happen to me again.
I lay in his arms afterwards and feel truly and completely relaxed for the first time in a long time.
Everythingfeels like it’s supposed to again.
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