CHAPTER 44: YOU HAVE ME...*

Chapter 44: You Have Me: Warning!

Uuumm: A small R18 scene. :

Theo’s lips came to rest on her skin with a small pressure as light as a sigh.

Danielle felt the ghost of a breath like it was an exhale of air that vanished before she could register the full contact.

Then, there was another touch against her skin, not in demand but in hesitation this time.

The taste of salt and warmth made his chest ache. Theo didn’t move further or decided to rush, only let his breath linger there like it was so heavy and trembling...

He felt how Danielle let a soundless gasp clog her throat beneath him.

Her breathing was no longer coming out like it was trapped somewhere between her lungs and lips, or maybe far deeper. "Theo..." she whispered his name, which was barely a sound.

Theo didn’t answer her, and pressed his hand lightly against her shoulder, keeping her still. The quiet shivers between them felt dangerous. It pulsed like a heartbeat.

Every inhale he took touched her skin again, softer than a hush, slower than a thought. His voice came out lower and rougher than usual.

"You have no idea what you’re doing to me."

Danielle turned her head just a little bit, her cheek brushed the pillow. "Maybe I do."

Theo lifted his gaze. Her eyes looked different like they were so unguarded, almost like they were pleading for more of him than his kiss.

And so, this energy between them felt like it was thickened, pulling him closer against his own will.

"You should stop," even though that was not an order, but the tone in his voice stated like it was.

However, to Danielle this sounded more like a wish than a command.

She smiled easily, that kind of smile that was both brave and sad. "I told you before, I don’t care."

Theo’s fingers slid from her shoulder down her arm, slow enough for her to feel every second of his hesitation. He could sense her heartbeat beneath her skin. It was so uneven like a wild lioness who just caught her prey.

So was his.

"Danielle," he said again, but easier this time...with less warning, more confession.

When she turned to face him, his hand was still resting on her arm. Their eyes locked immediately like two meteors aiming at the same target.

No one spoke and one needed to...

Theo leaned forward until his forehead touched hers again, like he was asking for forgiveness without words. His pant mingled with hers, and for a heartbeat, it felt like they belonged to the same air.

She closed her eyes. "Theo, please...drown me," she murmured again.

Theo drew in a sharp breath and pulled back just enough to look at her. His eyes were filled with everything he could never say...fear, want, guilt, and way more darker things that had no name.

He stood up suddenly that was almost too fast, as if the air had burned him. "I can’t."

Danielle stayed where she was, her heart felt like a glass that was smashed on the ground and swelled all at once. "You already did," she looked away, avoiding his eyes.

Theo paused at the door, his shoulders felt like tensing.

He didn’t look back. But his voice came out barely above a whisper.

"Then maybe we both drowned tonight..."

"Theo?"

"Yes, Bunny?"

"I want my first time with you..."

His stomach clenched around a sudden stone of responsibility...He felt an instant, heavy gravity in the air, recognising the immense trust she was offering him.

A surge of panicked heat rushed up his neck, and Theo suddenly didn’t know where to put his hands.

Danielle was offering her first time with him, which was so needed and so irresponsible in his eyes.

"Bunny, you should do it with someone you love and trust, not your bodyguard."

"But I trust you...and I think-I think I love you, Theo," Danielled lifted her head to meet his eyes. "So please...just this one time."

"Why are you doing this to me, Bunny? You are confusing your feelings with lust."

"No...I felt lust before, Theo...and this...this is not lust. I want you."

When her statement finally adapted to Theo’s brain, he heard his own heartbeat.* dum* *dum*

What was this urge? Why was she pulling him so much?

Placing his hands on her shoulders, Theo noticed a small water building in her eyes...and there it was again...rejection. He hurt Danielle again.

"Fine...but it will be painful..."

"So you agree?" It sounded like Danielle’s spirit was lifted again.

"I’ll be in command, Bunny. You just follow it."

"Wha-"

Danielle didn’t even get to finish her sentence when Theo simply lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed.

It took him less than two seconds to tear that velvet dress apart, exposing Danielle’s weak body right in front of his eyes.

A sudden, icy prickle erupted just below Danielle’s hairline, running like a delicate, frantic zipper all the way down to her tailbone. The fine hairs on her arms stood up instantly rigid, turning her skin to gooseflesh.

"Are you sure you want this, Bunny?"

Danielle’s cheeks were covered in crimson, and she was looking to the left. "Yes..."

So with that, Theo finished ripping her dress apart, looking at her underwear.

A small smile spread across his face when it wasn’t anything sexy but with purple butterflies.

Without hesitation, he pulled it down and looked at her flower like it was a painting worth to admire.

Lifting her legs up, he bent down and started kissing it.

The shock drag of a tongue that was so slick and searing, traced across Danielle’s private parts.

Danielle felt how the liquid heat blossomed where the tongue had been.

Another smile covered Theo’s face when he realised that his touch made Danielle’s juice come out from her core.

He licked her like a dog licked his bone for a few minutes, listening to Danielle’s moans like she was being eaten...

He touched the part between her legs just to see something, "good..."

She was ready.