Page 3 of Keep My Secrets
“Yes.”
“Good girl,” he says as he begins to move his fingers faster. The pressure in my body is about to burst. I almost feel like he is going to pull away as I get close again, but he doesn’t. I buck my hips as he circles my clit. My core spasms as I am finally able to feel the release. I cry out as everything finally boils over.
“Such beautiful noises, baby girl,” Theo whispers before thrusting a few more times. On the last thrust, he pulls out and releases all over my back.
“What a beautiful mess we make.” He flips me over, resting his body on top of mine. I was right. My core still tightens and spasms around nothing. He is no longer inside me or touching me in a way that would elicit this response, but somehow my climax is lingering.
I wrap my arms around his neck, not wanting him to leave. He brushes hair out of my face before kissing the top of my head.
“Let's get you cleaned up so you can get some rest,” he says so softly. I nod my head. He gently picks me up and carries me to the bathroom.
Chapter
Two
Aria
I don't know what I was expecting Theo's apartment to look like, but this wasn't it; yet somehow it is so incredibly him. Maybe I was expecting everything to be cold, almost sterile, like walking through a museum and being scared to breathe too hard in a particular direction. Surprisingly, even with the cool tones and metal accents, it's fairly cozy.
"So if you were serious about wanting to move in, this is yours now. Do whatever you want to make yourself feel comfortable." Theo's voice pulls my attention away from the wall of windows overlooking the city.
"It's perfect." A soft laugh escapes my lips with the words. "Unexpected, but perfect." Theo's body suddenly presses against mine, the heat from his chest has me remembering how our bodies were entangled less than an hour ago. It still baffles me how he can go from strong and intimidating to someone who makes me so comfortable, effortlessly. He smiles as my body relaxes into his. As we walk around yet another floor of his penthouse, I am not sure why someone living alone needs thismuch space, but I guess when you have money to burn, you might as well spend it.
I try to find any personal effects, pictures, or trinkets that would give me more insight into who I am now living with. As I look around, everything seems to be specifically curated and not family items that would have been passed down. Maybe he has the sentimental items somewhere away from where guests might find them, especially since people he works with just show up unannounced at 1:00 a.m. Is that just a social norm for the 1%?
"Do your bosses show up randomly a lot?" I ask as he leads me quietly down the hall.
"Not usually, but due to the nature of our business, there will be times I am given little to no notice, like tonight." When Theo talks about work, his entire body shifts, it's almost like he is two completely different versions of himself; the one who does whatever he does for the association, and the one he is with me.
"Why were they here?" I try not to be pushy about it. He didn't answer when I asked before, but I think that is because he was just wanting to fuck again. Maybe asking now, I'll get a more accurate answer.
"They need me on a work trip last minute." I wait for him to elaborate, but he doesn't.
"When?" I am assuming pretty soon, or they could have waited until Monday to tell him. I press my body closer to his, I am becoming addicted to the feeling of his presence. Not just the adrenaline and dopamine high from sleeping with him, but even the calm that being near him brings over my body.
"Tomorrow, but it won't be for too long," he says before kissing my hand. "You'll have the place to yourself tomorrow night." Before Theo, if I had been told I would have a luxury penthouse to myself for a night, I would have been so excited that I would immediately start planning a huge party. Rightnow, I am just focused on the spot in my chest that is currently full from the care and adoration from Theo, knowing it will feel hollow tomorrow.
Theo begins to walk us out of the hall and back into the living area.
"What are they needing you to do?"
"Consult on a project some of the younger associates have proposed." He is technically answering my questions, but being vague enough that I'm still not given any actual information. Maybe it's because all I knew growing up was secrets, that knowing he is keeping things from me doesn't sit well, but I also can't be too pushy. We literally met a few days ago, and with no long term commitments, he doesn't have to tell me anything.
"The rest of the items we purchased from the store will be delivered tomorrow. If you need anything else, feel free to get it."
"With what money?" I laugh as he pulls me down on the couch next to him, "My savings are dwindling, and I need to use it to pay off my student loans. Acadia wasn’t cheap." I laugh. I really need to start looking for a job. I'm sure there are plenty of architecture firms out here. Even if I can’t find something right away, I'm sure I'll be able to find something eventually.
Theo stands and walks to the kitchen, and grabs something off the counter before returning.
He pulls something out before tossing the leather wallet back down. He walks over and begins to hand me a small piece of metal before pulling it just out of reach. I sigh and give him my best puppy dog eyes.
“I will hand this over to you, but I have some conditions.” I look up at him, waiting for more information. “I want to know what you're buying. I don't care what you spend, but I do want you to show me the things you are purchasing.” I nod my head, it's a reasonable request. “Also while I am gone, if you leave the house I want to know. When you are not home, I want hourlyupdates unless specified otherwise.” I nod again. He lowers the card down slightly to where if I stretched the slightest bit further I could grab it. “And finally, I want you home by nine every night unless you have been given explicit permission, and I want proof of life on that camera right there.” My eyes follow as he points to the security camera that has a view of the living room all the way back to the front entry way.
The weight of the card surprises me when he puts it in my hand.
"What is this?" I ask before turning it over and seeing a centurion engraved on the front.
"My Amex, buy whatever you need. Honestly, just get whatever you want. "
