Worst day!

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Macy's POV:

2 Weeks later..

"Finally these damn exams are done!" Becca yells and drops her bag on the floor and head towards her room. I chuckle and shake my head.

I make myself a strong coffee and think about the date Theo took me to. It certainly surprised me when he asked me to teach in the dance studio. I have been practicing a dance routine from two days.
I hope people like it.

Theo mentioned that almost twenty people have enrolled for my class. I was quite shocked to know actually, how could they think that I can teach them? I really don't know?!

Suddenly I felt my feet  off from the ground and I am lifted in the air. I squeal when I feel the familiar touch of his hands.

Theo..

"I love it when you giggle." He whispers, his hot breath tickles on my neck and my hormones go on an over drive. "And that giggle should be because of me" He trails his lips onto the exposed skin of my neck.

I gasp at the touch of his lips on me. And my mind goes blank. No one ever made me feel how Theo does. It's crazy, it's like there is this pull between us and our bodies are craving for each other. I feel myself being placed on the counter and everything shuts off in my brain.

It's just him.

I can feel myself becoming wet by each passing second. His lips trail towards my cheek and I let out an involuntary moan. "Beautiful, yet sexy" He groans out at the sound I made and finally his lips meet mine.

It felt like drinking water after a marathon. It felt like breathing oxygen after a dive. His lips on mine felt perfect and just made for me. I don't know what got into me that moment that I pulled him closer and parted my legs so that he can stand between them.

He let out a series of curses and held me by my waist tightly. I tugged at the ends of his hair and deepened the kiss. He was tasting every corner of my mouth, marking me as his and the thought of being his made me smile internally.

 He was tasting every corner of my mouth, marking me as his and the thought of being his made me smile internally

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His hands trailed towards the waist band of my tights and he started to touch me lightly through the kiss. I gasped when his hand made contact with my pussy. He broke the kiss but I couldn't dare to open my eyes.

Suddenly his hand left my thigh and he held my face urging me to open my eyes. God! Why did he stop? This is so embarrassing! He doesn't want me right? I'm sure I'm not as good as the other girls he slept with.

"Macy? I need you to look at me." He says silently. I open my eyes slowly and realize that his eyes have turned into a darker shade of blue and there is lust clearly visible in them. A small blush creeps onto my face and I look away from his intense stare.

He chuckles slowly and whispers into my ear, my breath quickens at his contact "I would love to fuck your tight pussy and hear you moan my name all night. But I don't want to take your virginity when you are flowing."

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