Forbidden || Theo James

eight / finally (smut)

WARNING: MINORS DNI !!!!

this chapiter includes: unprotected sex, dirty talking, gagging etc

"What are you doing here?" Aaron's voice cut through the tension, filled with anger and confusion as he stormed in.

"I..." I started, my mind racing to explain, but Aaron interrupted sharply.

"You what??" His tone was sharp, accusing.

"Isn't this your idea of a date?" I feigned innocence, hoping to diffuse his mounting anger.

Aaron moved closer, placing a note on the table. "Anne found this in your room when I came over to take you out on a real date," he said through clenched teeth, visibly tense. Behind him, I noticed Theo's silhouette, a grim presence in the background.

"Hey, get away from her," I heard Theo's voice, a warning edged with anger. Aaron turned to him with a mocking laugh. "So, all this time... I've been played?"

"Aaron, no... It's... I had no idea," I protested weakly, trying to make sense of the chaos unfolding around me.

"Stop it, Rosie, for fuck's sake!" Aaron's voice rose sharply. "You were messing around with this British guy and then going out with me?"

"What?" I stood up, feeling the weight of misunderstanding crashing down on me.

Before I could react, Theo lunged forward and punched Aaron square in the jaw. "Never. Ever. talk to her like that, you brat," Theo growled, his voice low and menacing.

Their scuffle escalated quickly, drawing the attention of security who rushed in to separate them. Feeling overwhelmed and hurt by the turn of events, I quietly slipped away, avoiding the chaos that had erupted.

Outside, I found solace sitting in the spot where I first met Theo, where everything had changed. The familiar surroundings offered a moment of calm amidst the storm of emotions swirling inside me.

An hour later, I noticed someone sitting down next to me.

"Are you alright?" Theo's voice was soft, concerned. I looked at him and noticed a bloody cut on his cheek.

"Oh, Theo..." I gently cupped his cheek, feeling a pang of guilt.

"You should see the other guy," Theo tried to lighten the mood with a joke, but his expression was serious. "Just kidding... I know he meant something to you, so I stopped punching him. Plus, security intervened."

I felt like a mess of conflicting emotions, realizing I had inadvertently caused pain to both Aaron and Theo. Aaron had genuinely liked me, and I... I wasn't sure what I wanted.

"Let's clean up that cut on your cheekbone, Theo," I said finally, wanting to focus on something tangible.

Theo nodded and led me to his car. He opened the door for me, and as he started the car, his hand rested on my thigh. Despite everything, I couldn't deny the comfort I felt from his touch.We arrived at his house, a beautiful place that mirrored the elegance of the Oxford surroundings. Inside, the lights were dim, creating a cozy atmosphere. Theo fetched the first aid kit, and I began cleaning the wound.

"It's pretty deep," I remarked softly, concentrating on disinfecting the cut.

"He actually used a knife, but it's fine," Theo replied calmly, though I could sense his underlying tension.

After finishing, we sat down together on his couch. Theo broke the silence with a question that hung heavy in the air.

"Why did you come?"

I hesitated, unwilling to confront the truth that lingered between us.

"Theo, I..." My voice faltered, searching for the courage to speak.

He looked at me expectantly, his deep brown eyes silently urging me to continue.

"I want you," I finally admitted, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I can't breathe, walk, talk, or live without the thought of you..."

The admission hung in the air, a weight lifted off my chest. Before I could process what was happening, Theo pulled me closer, his hands firm on my hips, and kissed me fiercely, his lips devouring mine with urgency.

With his hands on my backside, he lifted me up and carried me into the bedroom. Dropping me gently onto the bed, I felt my form-fitting silk dress accentuate every curve. Lowering himself over me, he began kissing my lips, then slowly trailed his lips down my neck as his hand caressed its way down my body, slipping under my dress to my thighs.

Meeting my gaze, he breathlessly asked, "Can I?" I nodded, and a look of anticipation crossed his face as he murmured, "Finally." Carefully, he removed my dress, exposing the lace-trimmed white lingerie I wore beneath.

He loosened his tie and tossed it aside, then unbuttoned his shirt. I sat down and helped him up, finding myself increasingly aroused by the sight of his toned abs. I unbuckled his belt and he removed his pants, leaving him in just his boxers while I remained in my lingerie. He slowly slid my panties down, revealing my wet, eager pussy.

"You got wet for me, huh?" he said, smirking as he traced a finger around it.

I moaned, "Yes, please. I can't wait any longer."

He moved closer, his face just inches from mine. Placing a finger on my lips, he said "Shhh, be patient." He kissed me deeply, our tongues intertwining. His finger began circling my clit as we made out, then slowly trailed down to my bra, which I quickly removed. His lips found their way to my heat, and I started moaning loudly, gripping the sheets.

Suddenly, he stopped. "What..." I panted.

"On your knees, darling," he commanded.

I bit my lip and did as I was told. Removing his boxers, I began playing with the tip of his huge cock with my tongue. He moaned, holding my hair back so it wouldn't disturb me.

I took it all. His eyes rolled back as he felt the pleasure. I sucked him as if my life depended on it. He grabbed my hair and took control. He pushed me down and his entire cock was in my throat. 

I gagged, but I knew he liked it - he moaned. Then he relinquished control.

I pulled back and his cock was still hard. He pushed me down onto the bed and jumped on top of me, kissing me deeply, his tongue in my mouth. I couldn't wait any longer.

"I want you in me," I moaned passionately, my pussy already trembling.

He grasped his cock and shoved it inside me.

"Fuck!" I screamed in pleasure.

He started moving fast, at the pace I loved. Our moans and panting filled the room. With one hand I traced his back, while the other played with my clit as he thrust in and out. He put his hand on my neck - I loved it. Then he removed it and we kissed.

"You love this?" he asked.

"Yes, yes!" I moaned. "Harder!"

"Ask me firmly," he commanded.

"I want your cock to destroy me, Professor James," I moaned and cried out.

"That's my girl," he said, kissing me as he moved faster and harder.

"I'm close..." I warned.

"Come with me, darling!" he replied.

Two more thrusts and I felt the wave of pleasure wash over me. I cried out as I climaxed, feeling him fill me.

"Fuck, yes!" I exclaimed.

He pulled out and lay beside me, the wetness seeping from my red, swollen pussy. Our bodies glistened with sweat, and the room was filled with the scent of sex.