***Reagan***
Iwasastupid woman who didn’t have a clue what she was doing in the big scheme of things, but I knew that when I’d seen Theo’s light on, I’d been drawn to his apartment. In another time and place, I would’ve ignored my desires and kept walking home, but there was something about being back in Lunar that made me feel a little wilder. I’d already done the craziest thing I could; a little more wouldn’t hurt.
Maybe I was even dumber for trusting Theo, but I did. Whatever he’d had with Jenny was over. I could stay angry about a choice he’d made a decade earlier, or I could enjoy the way he made me feel.
The way Theo looked at me never would’ve allowed me to deny him. He had bedroom eyes on a muggy Monday morning in traffic. Alone in his apartment? They were lethal. Somehow, they weren’t the main reason I was standing in his bedroom, watching as he reached over his head and yanked his shirt off. It wasn’t even just the wide expanse of tan muscles that begged to be licked. The outside package of Theo was delicious looking and it helped, but I was standing in his bedroom because of the way his heart raced when he held me against his chest. It was because of the way he’d given me a part of himself with his story. It was even because of the way he’d smiled when he saw me coming up his stairs.
It would’ve been safer if I was there purely for his looks. It’d never been that easy with the guys, though. Each moment I spent with them, I was playing with fire. As I looked at Theo, though, I wanted to burn.
“I can’t believe you wore this dress out to a bar.” Moving around me, Theo kept his hands at his sides, just looking. “How many men hit on you?”
A wave of need stroked over me and I looked over my shoulder at him. “None.”
“Bullshit.” He moved to stand in front of me and ran his eyes over my face. “I know that every man in Lunar hasn’t suddenly gone blind, so tell me, Rea. How many assholes brushed against you and tried to take you home tonight?
I licked my lips and stood still as he circled me again. I’d never seen that side of Theo and I didn’t know the rules to whatever game he was initiating, but I could feel his energy, his need to control. My body responded to it like a match to gasoline. “I don’t know. It was crowded. I didn’t pay attention to anyone.”
Theo made an unhappy noise. “I can see it in my head and it’s making me crazy. Anyone could’ve taken advantage of this dress in a crowded bar.”
I gasped when he pressed into me from behind. He was only there for a second, and then he was gone, leaving me longing for more contact. Before I could say anything, though, he was back, walking me forward until I was pressed into the wall next to his door with his strong body pinning me to it.
“I would’ve lost my mind seeing you in this dress in the bar tonight. I would’ve needed to take you before anyone else could try. I would’ve been tempted to pin you to the wall like this, where anyone could see us, and make you scream my name so those other assholes would know not to come near you. It would be so easy in this dress, Rea.”
I shuddered and braced my hands on the wall, lost in Theo’s picture. “You want to fuck me in front of them, Theo?”
He growled against my neck and thrust his hips against me, pushing my thighs into the wall harder. “Not fuck. Ravage. I want to make you scream.”
I moaned, being taken on a trip I never would’ve imagined liking, but Theo’s words were spurring my desire to burn even hotter. “Please, Theo.”
He gripped my wrists and dragged them higher, planting my hands together firmly over my head. Dragging his fingers down my arms, he cupped both breasts firmly and pinched my nipples just hard enough to make my back arch. “Don’t move your hands. I want them all to see how well you listen to me.”
I pressed my forehead into the wall and bit my lip. When Theo slowly pulled my dress higher on my thighs, I felt like there was a room full of people watching him do it. His words were intoxicating and luring me into a scene unlike any I’d ever known.
Theo saw that I was wearing a tiny thong and nipped my shoulder. He very slowly worked the panties off me and when I stepped out of them, I heard them inhale deeply and groan. “You’re soaking wet, Reagan. Does showing all of these people that you’re mine turn you on?”
I whined out my affirmative, embarrassed.
Theo pressed into my bare ass, letting me feel the steel rod in his pants. “It fucking makes me hot, too, Reagan. I want them to see how wet you are for me. If I wasn’t such a jealous bastard, I’d spread you out and let them look closer, let them see how your thighs are slick with your need.”
Squeezing my thighs together, I worked my hips back against him. I felt like I was going to explode any moment. Somehow, what he was doing felt filthier than what I’d done with the three of the guys altogether. It was taking me to another level.
Theo stepped away from me and pressed on my upper back until I bent forward as much as I could. He pulled my hips back farther and patted my thighs until I was bent over and spread wide with my hands still clasping the wall. It felt vulgar and when he touched me from behind, finding my clit and stroking it, I cried out.
“You’re going to come on my fingers, Reagan, in front of everyone. They’re going to watch your juices leak down my arm and they’re going to hear how wet you are when I fuck you with my fingers. It’s going to be messy and they’re going to see everything. After you come hard enough to please them, I’m going to fuck you hard enough that every man in here will know that this pussy is mine. Got it?”
I was almost crying with need. I nodded and swayed my hips, silently begging him to start. I felt like I would die if he didn’t. And when he shoved two of his thick fingers deep into me, I immediately came. I shook and gasped as the orgasm hit me fast and hard. Shocked, I pressed my head into the wall and could only ride it out in silence.
Theo grunted and curled his fingers. “Not good enough. The people need to see you come harder than that or it’s just going to keep going.”
I dug my fingers into his drywall and arched my back, preparing for more. He didn’t disappoint. He thrust his fingers in and out at a furious pace, making me scream his name. The sounds of my wetness filled the room and I could feel it dripping down my thighs. Before I could think about it being embarrassing, a second, stronger orgasm hit me when Theo pinched my clit and I lost my head, screaming and pushing my hips back against his thrusts until my knees nearly collapsed.
Theo stroked his hand over my ass and up my back, practically purring at me. “That was beautiful, baby. They want more, though.”
I didn’t think I could take another orgasm but when I twisted my hips away, Theo pinned me to the wall and worked his fingers into me from the new angle, his mouth against the side of my face.
“One more, Rea. Give them one more. Let everyone in this bar watch you come on my fingers one more time before I bend you over and fuck you.”
My body was sensitive and I didn’t think I had another one, but Theo curled his fingers and rubbed his thumb over my ass, hooking it inside me. Something about the sensation and the way my mound was being bumped into the wall over and over again sent me over the edge for a third time that one different and nearly painful as my core squeezed down on Theo’s fingers.
He turned my face to his and kissed me, stroking his tongue over my lips and then delving deeper when I opened for him. He shifted back enough to turn me around and lifted me into his arms, never breaking the kiss. Deeper and deeper, we kissed, not parting until we were both gasping for breath. Holding my gaze, he shook his head and smiled. “I need to see your face the first time I feel you come around me.”