Theo’s hand grabs my hair as he pulls me closer and deepens the kiss. I can already feel his erection underneath me. Like seriously, do they both just walk around with erections ready to go? I snicker at the thought and I feel him smile against my lips, obviously invading my thoughts to see what I think is so funny.
He bucks his hips into me, grinding his erection against me. I reach between us and grab him through his boxer shorts before he wastes no time getting rid of them. My hand wraps around the base of his shaft which is smooth and rock hard.
I feel his fingers tugging the waistband of my pants down before fisting them in his hand and I know he is about to rip them off. I quickly stand, not wanting him to destroy them.
“What?” He asks when I stand up before sliding my pants down my legs.
“I don’t want you to ruin them, they’re comfy. Besides, I’m starting to run out of clothes because you keep tearing them,” I say before climbing back on top of him.
“You look better without them.” He chuckles softly before running his hands up my sides and pulling my shirt off over my head.
He sits up slightly with his back against the headboard, his lips moving to my neck then, to my breasts, biting down on my nipple. I gasp at the slight sting before I feel his tongue run along his bite, soothing it. I position him at my entrance before sitting down, letting him fill me completely. His head leans back, hitting the headboard with a thud as he groans at the feel of my walls squeezing him tightly. I giggle as he rubs his head. I move my hips, and he places his hands on my sides. Finding my own rhythm, I move slowly, still sore from last night.
My walls clench him in a vice-like grip when I feel my orgasm building, his cock slides in and out me smoothly, slick with my desire. When I feel my orgasm build and am about to tip over, I reach back, grabbing his balls and tugging on them. I feel Theo’s grip on my hips tighten before he moves my hips faster, sending me over the edge, my orgasm washing over me as my pussy pulsates around him, making him find his own release. I press my head to his, both of us panting, having come down from our high, I feel the bed shift slightly. Theo’s lips tug up as he realizes Tobias is awake.
“As entertaining as that is to watch, it’s my turn,” I hear Tobias say, his voice thick with desire before I feel his hands grip my waist and rip me off the top of Theo. I giggle as I feel my body being maneuvered before I suddenly find myself underneath Tobias. His lips go instantly to my neck and his cock slides into me, making him groan against me as I slide my hands through his hair, tugging him towards me and bringing my lips to his.
A few hours later, Tobias and Theo leave for work. I’m relieved because now I can prepare for when Caroline comes over today, bringing her mysterious friend. After packing a suitcase with clothes, I decide to go out to where my stuff is stored in the shed, hoping to retrieve a few pieces that I hold dear from my mother, seeing as I don’t know how long I will be gone for.
I’m rummaging through boxes when I hear a car pull up. Thinking it is Caroline, I continue to dig through the box, looking for my mother’s bracelet. I used to wear it when I was a kid. My mother actually did tell me once that it is a gift from my father that he had given her.
Finding the bracelet, I quickly put it in my pocket and walk towards the door when she steps in front of me. Shocked, I take a step back. What the hell is she doing here?
She is dressed very casually today, in her jeans and black tank top she has ankle boots on, and her long hair pulled into a high ponytail. I freeze as she steps into the small office space in the back of the shed. The room is already cramped with my mother’s furniture everywhere. I take another step back until my ass comes in contact with my grandfather’s table. I watch as she looks around before flicking her blonde hair over shoulder, turning her nose up in disgust.
“What are you doing here, Bianca?” I ask through gritted teeth. Isn’t it bad enough she condemned me? Now, she is here to rub it in my face.
Her eyes snap to me. “I just wanted to make sure you hadn’t decided to run,” she says, her lips turning up in a cruel smile. I watch as she walks around the room, looking at all my belongings. I refuse to take my eyes off her, this woman is a snake, and I will never take the chance by turning my back on her.
“You need to leave, now,” I say. I’m shocked at the amount of anger behind my words.
She looks up at me, holding a photo album in her hands. “I see you have your mother’s temper,” she says while flicking to the next page, my blood running cold before I turn confused. What did she mean? I watch as she turns the pages of the album, inspecting every picture closely before dropping the album on the table with a loud thud.
“Get out, you have no right being here, Bianca.” I say, standing firmly.
“No right?” She says, raising an eyebrow. “This was my home first before you took it from me, exactly like your mother you are. Always taking things that don’t belong to you. Let’s hope you don’t meet the same end she did.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief, the venom of the words rolling off her tongue, daring me to ask what she is talking about.
“I didn’t steal them, you cheated on them. You did this to yourself. Now get out.” I say, grabbing the closest thing to me, which turns out to be a lamp. Great move, Imogen. You can burn her retinas with its light. I know it’s silly, but still clutch the lamp tightly. I hear her chuckle before walking toward me, stopping just a few centimeters away.