Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 98226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“Is this what you imagined as you touched yourself that night,” Theo husked, kissing me hard again as I moaned my answer into his mouth. He took over where he had my wrists pinned with one hand, letting the other trail down through my hair, over my neck, his palm flattening against my collarbone before he palmed my breast. “Is this how I kissed you in your fantasy?”
I didn’t have to respond for him to know it was more. It was all so much more than I ever could have imagined. The way his masterful tongue played with mine, sending little jolts of fire sparking through my core. The way his massive hands restrained me and pleasured me all at once, one gripping my wrists above my head while the other skated beneath the fabric of my dress, brushing my tender, hard nipple.
I gasped, arching into the touch, eyes popping open to find his hooded with desire where they watched me in return.
“Where is it that you like to be touched, Aspen?” he asked between bruising kisses, pressing his body into mine. “Is it here?”
He twisted my nipple between his fingers, sending a shocking cocktail of electric pleasure and ripping pain through me. Then, he spread my legs wider with his knee, kissing the swell of my breast with his eyes locked on mine as he blindly felt for the hem of my dress and dragged it up, up, up, until he could get his hand beneath it.
“Or is it here,” he breathed, and without warning, his warm finger slipped beneath my panties, running a line through my wet desire as my entire body convulsed with the touch.
I mumbled something, though I wasn’t sure what because it took all my focus just to keep myself upright. I wanted to fall into him. I wanted to give him everything I was and take everything he had to give. I wanted his finger inside me and his mouth on mine and I couldn’t find the words to ask him for it, so I showed him, instead.
I arched off the glass, reaching for him with my mouth before he met my request with another hot, all-consuming kiss. Then I bucked my hips against his palm, crying out with an earthquake of a tremble when his warm skin brushed my clit and his finger slid deeper into my folds, teasing my entrance.
“You’re so fucking wet, Aspen,” he hissed, slicking his finger before circling my clit. My knees buckled, but he caught me, pressing his weight into mine to sandwich me between himself and the window. “Do you understand how badly I wish to be inside you?”
“Please,” I begged, sucking his lip between my teeth.
“Only when you’re mine,” he breathed against my kiss. “Are you mine?”
My body screamed yes! My heart and soul and every cell of my being launched into his arms, branded his name into my skin, and vowed complete and utter belonging. Of course, I’m yours, I wanted to say. Take me. Claim me. You already own it all.
But my conscience whispered a hushed no, and for a reason I couldn’t understand, it spoke louder than the rest.
I stilled under Theo’s touch, panting as I broke our kiss. Our chests heaved in tandem, my wrists still pinned above my head, his finger paused between my slick folds. Those steel eyes flicked between mine, hungry at first, but slowly, recognition fell over them, and all at once, Theo released me.
My hands fell from the window, my shaking legs barely caught me to stand on my own, and every part of me longed to throw myself at him to gain the warmth he’d taken with the retreat.
“You’re still with him.”
I swallowed. “I…” I shook my head, the words I needed completely lost. “It’s complicated.”
“It’s complicated?” Theo asked incredulously, laughing as he threw his hands up over his head and threaded them there. “Are you sleeping with him?”
“No!” I answered quickly. “Of course not. Not anymore.” I swallowed. “Not for a long time now.”
Theo looked out the window behind me for a long moment, tongue in his cheek, before he met my gaze again. “Then why do you deny me? Deny us? Why are we still under this pretense of you being with Joel?”
“I’ve loved him since I was nineteen,” I whispered, and already, I felt Wonderland begin to crumble, the walls melting like candle wax, time stretching and snapping like a rubber band. “I can’t just… I can’t—”
“Leave him? Call him on his bullshit? Point out the fact that he treats you like you’re nothing to him when I’m dying to treat you like you’re everything to me?”
My heart surged in my chest, so powerful that I pushed off the window and toward Theo, but he backed away in equal measure.
“You drive me absolutely mad, do you know that? Every waking thought, every restless night, every fevered dream I have is consumed by you.”