Until Him (Inevitable, #1)

by Cora Rose

When we pull away from each other, a small line of spit hangs from the tip of my cock to his lips. Oh shit. He’s so hot. So fucking hot. Logan swipes at his mouth, his tongue peeking out and licking over his swollen lips. His shining brown eyes meet mine. “You taste good, Theo.”

“Do you know the secret of this place?” I ask softly in Theo’s ear. “No, this is probably more physics related.” “Hmm,” I say and then sway a little closer to him. I’ll blame it on gravity and angles. Can’t mess with the universe, Theo. “I know what you’re doing,” Theo mutters, totally onto me, as I link my hand with his. “It’s the gravitational pull. That guy says so. My hand can’t help itself. It’s drawn to you.”

Guilt is a barrier that keeps all the goodness out. It eats you alive while you writhe in agony.

Those motherfuckers. Oh, Theo, thinking he’s so clever. I’m going to throttle him later. Or kiss him. Or maybe throttle him while I kiss him.

I have dealt with the trauma in therapy, but listen, Logan. Listen to me…” He reaches out and clutches my hand. “Do you know what I’ve been talking to my therapist about the last few months?” I swallow and shake my head. “No.” “You. Losing you. I couldn’t give a shit about my leg.”

A tear slips down my cheek and I force my gaze away because I’m going to sob. And I’m not a cute crier, either. I look ugly when I do it.

He didn’t show up yesterday and that’s when I knew things were wrong. I shouldn’t have bailed on him after letting him fuck me, but I needed to. The way he touched my face, the way he felt beneath me. That was the best sex of my life. I am never getting over this man. He is goodness personified and I am just too broken for someone like him.

“I have something we can do instead.” “Okay, we can deduct…” His hand presses over my mouth. “Don’t you say it. This is me being a friend, Theo. Your friend. It’s a thing people do.” Fuck. I don’t want to be his friend. I want to be his everything.

I don’t blame people for flocking to him. I want to flock to him. I have currently flocked. Oh my god, I’m a stage-five clinger.

His eyes rove over my body and then land on my lips. “I don’t want to push you,” he says gently. “But I want you again. I want you so bad.” I can hear the blood pounding in my eardrums and I feel almost light-headed. “Okay,” I whisper and then he’s on me, his hard body crashing into mine as he walks us toward the bed.

need you to know, I’m not like those other guys, Theo. I’m not them. You can trust me. I just want you to give me a chance and trust me. I won’t hurt you.” My eyes sting and I nod, because I know this. I know it. “I want to fuck you, but it’s for no other reason than I want to. I need to.” I close my eyes and he arches his hips, thrusting against me. “God, look at you,” he says, leaning down to taste my mouth again. “Look at how hot you are.”

I run my hands up his broad chest, trying to clutch him to me tighter, but suddenly he’s pulling out of me and I’m so fucking empty. He crawls up my body, straddling my hips, and grabs onto my dick, hovering over me. “Wha—?” My words are cut off by a violent gasp because my dick is suddenly in Logan’s ass. “Jesus fuck,” I manage to say as he slams all the way down onto me. Oh my god, he didn’t even edge into it, he just went down full force.

I kind of want to be held, to be honest. But how do I ask for that? What if he turns me down? What if he laughs at me? Logan turns his head and meets my gaze. He looks so fucking earnest. What is life, if we don’t try? “Hold me?” I whisper. He freezes, his eyes widening in shock, and then, without teasing or questioning, he twists and pulls me into his arms and buries his face into my neck. “Thank fuck. God, I love cuddling.”

“You okay, your ass feel good?” I ask, tracing the line of his jaw. Theo looks up at me as I run my hand through his hair. “Yeah. Yours?” “Hurts a bit, but I liked it. I really fucking liked it.” Theo bites down on his lip. “You didn’t even take me slow. You just stuffed me right inside.” “Damn right I did. I told you. Practice. My ass has been waiting for this for days. Weeks even.”

When I swallow my last bite, he kisses the powdered sugar off of my lips. “You taste good,” he says. “The beignets taste good,” I counter, but Logan isn’t listening. He’s just kissing his way down my neck, biting my oversensitive skin.

Dad is going crazy inside, cooking up a storm. Mom is about to pull her hair out.” “Is he micromanaging again?” I ask with a chuckle. “Yep,” Landon replies and then smirks. “Got all emotional that we’re all going to be here, and he wants it to be perfect so he keeps bossing Mom around.” “Is she threatening to have him sleep in the greenhouse?” “Yep. Said you’ll be sleeping with the radishes if you keep talking shit.”

“Because I don’t want your parents to think poorly of me.” “Not going to happen. My dad already named a chicken after you.”

“He’s had several. They keep dying.” “Well, that’s ominous,” Theo mutters and I chuckle a little, pulling him into me. He stiffens and I reluctantly let him go. That’s right, friends. We’re just friends right now. Friends, who may or may not have sex in the greenhouse later.

“Let’s light up before they find us,” Landon says, guiding Finn to a chair. He pushes him down and then sits right on his lap. I bite my tongue before I say something inappropriate and then lower myself onto the other chair and wrap my arms around Theo’s waist. He plops down on my lap without a fight, and I nuzzle my face into the side of his neck. He doesn’t even protest. He’s opening up to me, letting me in, one small act at a time.

I look over and see Finn inhaling deeply. He holds it in and then Landon turns his face and Finn blows the smoke right into his mouth. Well, fuck if that isn’t sexual. They’re totally fucking.

Finn hands me the blunt and I take a deep drag. I tilt Theo’s head so he’s facing me, he parts those sexy lips, and I exhale the smoke right into his waiting mouth. He inhales right before violent coughs rack his body. His cheeks redden and his eyes water.

I slip my hand under Theo’s oversized sweater and splay my hand on the warm skin of his stomach. He shivers against me, a small groan slipping from his lips, and I pull him in a little closer. Yep, I’m totally fucking him later. Or he’s fucking me. Preferably me. Stick that cock right up my ass, Theo. Don’t tempt me with the zucchini.

“Basil Lewis, get your ass inside and help me finish dinner.” My dad scrambles to his feet and Theo chuckles quietly. “He’s named after an herb.” “Hell yeah, he is,” I say as my dad disappears and my mom eyes us. She takes in Theo sitting on my lap and doesn’t even blink an eye. Hmm, maybe I’m gayer than I thought if this doesn’t even surprise her.

I step closer to him, and he reaches out and pulls me into his chest. “I think you’re just really fucking high,” I mutter into his shirt. “Nah, I feel this way all the time around you, Theo. You make me feel high, too.”

“Logan really likes you,” Basil says suddenly, and I peek over at him. “He told us how you said he was smart.” “He is.” Basil swallows a little and leans back on his heels. “Thank you for giving him a chance. For believing in him.”

“Because your dad thinks I’m some kind of saint for helping tutor you, but little does he know, I told you that you needed to fuck me to get any of my help…” I run a hand through my hair and start pacing. “So, I’m basically a terrible person. I’m no better than the bullies that fucked around with me. I am a bully. Fuck, Logan. I was awful to you. I used you.”

I don’t want him to question this anymore. I mean, did we start off weird? Yeah. But does that mean I don’t like it and want to quit? Nope.

“Go on. Wreck my ass, Theo.” He lets out a shuddering breath, pulls his hips back, and pounds into me. The space fills with loud slapping sounds as his groin hits my ass repeatedly and it may be the sexiest and most filthy thing I’ve ever heard. I didn’t know he had it in him, but fuck, I’m dying. I’ve gone straight to heaven. My groans echo off the glass walls and I swear to God, the neighbors can hear me as I take it. Everyone on the block will know what a big dick Theo has and what a slut I am for it.

Friday morning, my dad convinced Theo to go to a 4-H fair to look at the livestock. Theo had been reluctant at first, but I’d basically pushed him out the door. The guy needs to get out more and socialize. I don’t know how the socializing went but they did come home with a pygmy goat.

“Jesus, Theo. We’re boyfriends. Okay? That’s what we’re going to tell them. Repeat after me, boyfriends.” I gape at him and my heart skips a beat. “Are you sure?” He grumbles under his breath. “I’m fucking sure. You’re mine. Good luck getting rid of me.” “I don’t want to get rid of you. I just…I’ve never had a boyfriend before.” “Me either…” He looks at me and his lips twitch. “You’re my first.” My lips break into a smile and my heart throbs in my chest. “Okay. Boyfriends then.” “Boyfriends.”