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Chapter Nineteen

Theo

Somethinginside me told me not to leave her alone. Mia said she needed time, but I know my girl. There’s been this tension between us, something simmering under the surface, and every time I’m near her, it’s like it flares to life, burning hotter than I’m prepared for.

When I push the door open, I freeze.

I . . . did not expect this.

Wren’s lying back against her pillows, her cheeks flushed, a toy in her hand, the faint hum of it filling the room. One of my old videos is playing on the phone beside her, and my lips curl into a self-satisfied smile.

The sight of her—body tense, lips parted—as she tries to figure it out...Fuck. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. My pulse pounds in my ears, and I can’t look away.

She looks up at me, and the way her wide eyes meet mine knocks the air out of my lungs. I should leave, walk out and give her space, but the heat in her gaze pins me in place.

“Wren?” It comes out low, rougher than I intended.

She swallows, and for a moment, I swear time stops. She’s holding the toy like she’s not sure what to do with it, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts. I can see her uncertainty,but there’s something else there—something darker, something she’s been holding back for too long.

“Can you help me?” she whispers, her voice barely audible, but it’s all I need to hear.

I take a step toward her, my body already tightening in response to the way she’s looking at me. My mouth is dry, and every instinct in me is screaming to get closer.

“You don’t know how to use it?” I ask.

The vulnerability in her eyes tells me everything.

She bites her lip and shakes her head, her cheeks darkening with embarrassment. “No. I have no idea what I’m doing.”

Fuck. That confession goes straight to my cock, and I have to take a slow breath just to keep my control. “And you want me to help you?”

She hesitates for a second, her gaze flicking between the toy and me. I can see the way her chest rises and falls, see the tension in her body as she tries to decide. But when she looks up at me again, I see something else too—her trust in me. Herwant.

“Yes,” she says, her voice trembling. “I want you to help me.”

I don’t wait another second. I close the distance between us, the pull too strong to ignore anymore. I climb into her bed, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her, and I reach for the toy in her hand. My fingers brush hers, and she shivers. The electricity between us is palpable, and the thought of what I’m about to do makes my blood run hot.

“Are you sure?” I hesitate, needing to hear her say it again, needing her to be sure this is what she wants.

“Yes,” she breathes, and the sound of her—so full of need—nearly undoes me. “Please.”

That single word—please—makes my cock throb, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from taking her right here. Focus on her, on what she needs, not the fire burning through me.

My hand trembles as I take the toy from her, and I catch the way her body reacts, her thighs pressing together as the anticipation builds.

Placing my hand on her knee, I gently separate her legs. I slide the toy between her thighs, teasing it over the fabric of her panties, and she gasps. Her hips shift slightly, searching for more contact, and a surge of pride rushes through me knowing she’s responding to me like this. Her breathing quickens, her fingers gripping the sheets beside her, and I keep the pressure light, slow, teasing.

“You’re so sensitive,” I murmur, and she moans in response. “Let me make you feel good.”

Her head falls back against the pillows, her lips parting as I apply more pressure, the vibrations hitting her just right. I watch as her body reacts, as she arches her hips into the sensation, and it’s driving me fucking crazy. The way she’s trembling, the way her breath hitches every time I move—fuck, it’s almost too much.

“You like that?” I want her—allof her—but I hold back, focusing on making sure she feels every bit of pleasure.

“Yes,” she gasps, her hips rolling into the sensation. “Oh God, Theo... yes.”

Hearing her say my name like that, breathless and full of need, makes every muscle in my body tighten with desire. I slide my free hand up to her hip, holding her steady as I press the toy harder against her, finding just the right angle.

Her moans get louder, her body trembling beneath my touch. She’s getting close.

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