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He shifts and withdraws again. It’s an experiment for both of us, and that means more to me than Theo could ever know. He didn’t race ahead and have sex without me. He waited. For me. Just like I waited for him, hinging all my hope on the slightest chance.

“You’re tense.” His lips latch on to my neck.

A lick, a suck, a bite. I tilt to give him better access, and I do what he wants: I relax. He moves in and out, and the pleasure aspect of sex finally hits me. Every time he thrusts in, it strokes a spot deep inside me. I let out an unexpected moan, my head falling back.

He bites my neck harder—hard enough to break skin, maybe.

“Fuck, Theo.” I rake my nails up his back, into his short hair.

When his pace becomes more frenzied, I tilt to meet him. My back hits the wall in rhythmic thumps, and I lock my legs around him harder. My heels dig into the backs of his thighs.

He stills suddenly, coming with a gasp. He spills into me. I clench around him, holding him tight, until we can both breathe again.

Theo pulls out. The wetness between us shouldn’t be a surprise, but it is. He doesn’t let my legs drop, though. He lifts me and carries me into the bathroom.

“What—?”

“Let me,” he says quietly.

He sets me on the counter and steps back. There’s a fair amount of blood, which twists my stomach. My face heats. How can he even look at me like this?

But he doesn’t shy away from it. In fact, he swipes his finger up my center, through his cum and my virgin blood. Virgin no longer, I suppose I mean. He rubs my clit, watching my face.

“I already came,” I protest. I don’t tell him that I’m almost desperate for him to keep touching me. I want it to go on and on, even through my embarrassment.

He smirks. “You did. You came with my mouth on you.”

We both watch his hand. The movement against my clit builds me up again before I can resist it, and he plunges a finger into me as I break apart.

His gaze is filled with wonder—and lust. “Shower. Then bed. And we’re not leaving.”

I laugh, and then we do exactly that. And, well, we have a lot of lost time to make up for.

33

Lux

Theo hasn’t let go of me yet. Well, there was a brief moment when he released my thigh and hopped out of the car, circling around it before I could even unbuckle. Then his fingers laced with mine, and he led the way to Moe’s.

It’s a bar near Ashburn College, where Liam goes. And apparently Felicity works here.

“Kind of far to go for a job,” I comment.

He shrugs. “I think the professor lives around here.”

That… makes more sense.

It’s the middle of the day, when a restaurant-slash-bar should be dead. Instead, it’s packed with college kids.

“Who knew brunch would be such a big deal?” Theo asks.

I shake my head.

“So, what’s your plan?”

This morning, we stopped and got the photos printed. I can’t get control of my emotions. Every time I think I have an idea how I’m feeling, everything scatters.

“Does she deserve the same as Sebastian?”

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