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I almost roll my eyes.
“Got off on it, didn’t you?”
I push the waistband of my sweats down even further. My cock springs free, thick and leaking.
Theo’s eyes darken, gaze dragging down my body like a hand.
“You watching me?”
“You watching me?” I murmur.
His voice is hoarse. “Yeah.”
“Didn’t say you liked it,” I smirk.
“Didn’t say I didn’t.”
The tension is electric now, taut and crackling. My grip tightens as I jerk myself slowly, his eyes drag down my body, hungry despite himself. There’s restraint in him, but it’s thinner now, fraying at the edges.
I like that I can see it.
I like that he doesn’t quite know what to do with me.
“You hard?” I ask.
He nods.
“You gonna do something about it?”
He hesitates. “Should I?”
I don’t stop stroking. Just tilt my head, lazy and smug. “Up to you.”
Theo’s chest rises and falls in one deep breath.
“Tell me what it was like,” I murmur. “Tell me how she sounded when you made her come. Did she beg?”
My hips twitch as I stroke myself with a sharper pace. I’m close now - so fucking close, and still not enough.
“I bet she did,” I carry on, voice dropping into something darker. “She moans when she grinds against you, doesn’t she? That soft little whimper, like she knows she’s being watched. Like she knows someone else is waiting to take their turn.”
Theo steps forward. Just one slow, controlled step into the room.
My cock twitches in my hand.
“You’re not the only one,” he says, voice low and gravel-thick. “You think I didn’t feel it too? When Ash had her? When Lucian was talking to her through the fucking door?”
I still, watching him for a moment. Watching this new edge surface.
“She’s not ours,” he continues. “Not yet. But fuck, it’s hard to pretend like she isn’t.”
A beat passes between us, hot and stretched and humming with everything unsaid.
Then Theo looks at me -reallylooks.
“Do you want her?” he asks.
“More than anything.”
