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My back arched as he kissed my throat, nipping me slightly with his teeth. I tried to push his hand away from me as I lost control, beads of sweat dripping down my back as he pumped his finger in and out, his thumb now brushing against my clit.

“Fucked last night, and still this tense? Let me help you here, Hannah.”

I heard his words, but I couldn’t respond. I was grateful for the wall he had me pinned up against; otherwise, I would’ve fallen to the floor.

“We can’t—nothere-Theo!”

“That’s Theodore, to you,” he murmured into my ear, finally releasing me. Pushing his finger into his mouth, he sucked on my juices, offering his finger to me, which I refused.

“Not here? So mine then? Let’s go,” he commanded, taking my hand in his as we left the darkness of the corner.

I felt eyes on us as I refused to look up, knowing people would think nothing of it.

Wealwaysleft together.

We barely made it outside when he pushed me up against a tree, burying his head in my cleavage as I groaned.

Thank God for darkness.

“Do you haveanyidea how long I’ve wanted to taste you, Princess?” He lifted my dress, dropping to his knees as I checked around us anxiously.

“Theo…”

“Theodore.” He corrected, kissing the inside of my thighs, the bark of the tree on my bare skin making me wince as he pushed me into it.

“Theodore, we can’t do this,” I whimpered, knowing any attempt to resist him now was futile.

“Watch me,” he said, lifting my legs over his shoulders as he buried his face in between my legs, making me cry out as he slid his tongue against my clit. Lightly flicking it with his tongue, he alternated between sucking it, his finger entering me simultaneously.

“Theo..shit...” I hissed as he licked and sucked, his warm breath exciting my core as I dug my fingers into his soft curls.

Theo didn’t stop, my orgasm pooling in my stomach as his sweet tongue dived in and out of me. He lapped at the juices that were spilling out of me with his skilled tongue.

“So wet...” he moaned, sliding his finger up to replace his tongue as he pressed it against my clit. I was burning up; I swear to God. At his mercy, my legs buckled around his head as I arched back, biting my lip to stop me from calling out again. I knew I couldn’t take much more, but he pushed me, regardless.

“Theo,please...”

“Theodore,” Theo reminded me, plunging his tongue into my core, causing me to cry out as I bucked against him.

My hips thrust against his mouth as his fingernails dug into my ass, as though he couldn’t get deep enough into me. My vision blurred as I came, my skin alight with desire as he kept the pace up, his tongue furiously stroking me as I shuddered one final time.

Theo didn’t stop until he had drunk all of my juices like he was dehydrated from lust. When he finally pulled away, the cold air made me gasp as he lowered me onto the ground. I couldn’t trust my legs to hold my weight up as he held my hands, steadying me. I pulled my dress down, my hands trembling as I finally met his smug gaze.

“Told you.”

“Just fuck off,” I managed as he pulled me close to him, and I realized I could smell myself on his face.

“Oh,no. I’m nowhere near finished with you yet, Phillips. You’re coming home with me.”

Who was I to argue?

5

HANNAH

“Our friendship is going to be in fucking tatters. What are we doing?!” I groaned as Theo pushed me onto his bed, climbing between my legs.

The room was familiar, but the way he was looking at me wasn’t. His eyes were barely visible in the dark as he balanced his weight on one arm, the other pulling me down onto the bed beneath him.