Until Him (Inevitable, #1)

by Cora Rose

“I don’t want your money.” I open my mouth to protest but then he says, “I’ll agree to tutor you if you let me fuck you.”

And if I really think about it, whoring myself for tutoring isn’t even the most embarrassing thing I’ve done. Probably doesn’t even make the top five, if I’m really honest.

“Fine. Come back tomorrow. Six o’clock. Bring your study shit with you. And a copy of negative test results.”

my brother, Landon.

I love brothers named Landon

From the corner of my eye, I see a fluffy grey and white cat make its way out from underneath the bed.

Immediately my favorite character

“You have a cat,” I say, smiling. For some reason, it makes him seem a little more relatable and less callous. I mean, you have to have some compassion to own a pet, right?

“Her name is Curie.”

Like Marie Curie? Cute

“Marie Curie was a female scientist.”

Knew it. Theo is a cute little science nerd

He’s more efficient than the local drug dealer back home…and that guy even has a website. I wonder if Theo has one too. Will tutor for anal.

“We’ll sit here and work. Is that good enough for the Logan Lewis?”

Logan deserved that though

Fuck, he’s unnerving. Why does he keep staring at me? I don’t think he’s checking me out, either. I think he’s probably measuring my skin for lampshades.

You better be really good with your mouth.” “I’ve never had any complaints,” I reply.

“Well, come on then,” Theo says, his hands fisted on his thighs. “Get me hard.” “You should be hard already,” I say. “I’m Logan Lewis.”

I do absolutely nothing but stare at it. It’s humongous, and it’s making eye contact with me.

Who eats a whole fucking cucumber in one day? Finn, that’s who. But it’s probably a good thing he did; I was going to do awful things to it.

Bruhhhhh

He’s wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, and the haze of fatigue slowly dissipates. Does this guy just get more and more naked each time I see him? Next time he answers the door, he’ll just be wearing one sock.

His voice sounds like the taste of black coffee. Theo needs some creamer in his life to lighten up. I’ll bring him some next time.

“I’m going to be a pharmacologist.” My eyebrows meet. “Oh.” Don’t know what the fuck that is. I think it’s kind of like a drug dealer, but fancier.

I wonder why he’s never hard to begin with. Is he not attracted to me? He did say I was ordinary. Maybe he doesn’t like my face. Maybe that’s why he’s facing away from me this time.

He’s all hard with sharp angles. There’s nothing soft about him…except his dick before I start playing with it.

His eyes are on me, and I fidget nervously under his stare. What’s he thinking? Does he know that I jacked off to thoughts of him last night? What I did with my fingers as I lay in bed?

I have to stay focused, but Theo is making it fucking hard. He’s making me hard. It’s relentless.

“Hiking,” Theo says, clearing his throat, his eyes straying to his cat, which is pressed against me. “I like to hike.” I open my laptop and peek over at Theo. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?” He huffs, “I feel splayed wide open.”

“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”

Either this dude has the best poker face I’ve ever seen, or he really doesn’t like me. My stomach twists slightly at the thought.

I gently slide her unconscious body under the bed. I don’t want her watching my first time. I can just imagine her holding up tiny scorecards. Four point five for effort, negative seven for technique.

“Look at you stuffed full of me,” he says, one of his fingers tracing my upper lip. He fucks down my throat again, and I swallow. “Such a fucking cock slut,” he mutters. “You don’t even gag.”

Damn, blow jobs are hard work. I realize I now owe several women nice thank-you cards, and maybe even apologies, because I was never as gentle as Theo was when I went at it.

I had his cock down my throat yesterday, and my dick gets hard when I think of him, so it’s becoming a little personal on my end.

I grab the bag of takeout containers and walk out of the hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant near Theo’s place. I bought a ton of food because I’m hungry, and this guy eats jelly for dinner, apparently.

We never like to bring up the stuff that makes us uncomfortable. We’d rather live our lives walking on eggshells. We love our fucking eggs. My parents even have chickens.

I even clean out Curie’s litter box. She takes a dump right after too, actually making eye contact with me as she pushes a log out.

“Boundaries aren’t a bad thing.” “Pfft,” I mutter. “Those aren’t boundaries you have. Those are hundred-foot walls with motherfucking space lasers.”

THEO I sit in the stands, watching the water polo game unfold before me.

Oh okay then

“What are you doing here?” Logan asks, adjusting his duffle bag on his shoulder. “Do you know someone playing tonight?” No, Logan. I came to see you, against my better judgment.

“Jesus Christ,” he mutters. “Are you dumb? Is that it?” My head rears back. “Nah.” “Then get the fuck away from me.”

Part of me wants to go after him, but the asshole called me dumb. He’s not the first person to do that, but it still kind of hurts my feelings. Especially, coming from someone who’s supposed to be helping me learn. But hell, maybe I am dumb for wanting to be friends with him.

No one’s noticed Theo’s gone. It bothers me more than it should.

“You’re late,” he mutters. I shrug. “Yeah, I’m dumb. Couldn’t tell time.”

“Better explain it to me like I’m five since my brain isn’t as big as yours,” I mutter, blinking away the moisture. “Well, at least now I know what you really think about me.”

“Logan…” I tilt my head so we’re eye to eye. “I wish I’d never met you,” he whispers, and I see the regret in those depths. “Nothing good will come of this.”

Theo reaches out and links his pinkie with mine. Fuck, he’s sweet in his own way. He reminds me of a cold wild animal that snaps at you when you try to pet it, but really, it just wants you to curl up with it and keep it warm.

“Come with me,” I blurt. “Come with me this weekend, Theo. I know we don’t know each other well, but maybe we can just put that aside and help each other out.”

I’m wriggling my way into his heart…or under his skin, not sure which one. I don’t really care; I just want to get inside of him any way I can.

Just…your ass is safe from me, okay?” I don’t want it to be safe from him. I want it to be violated. Trespass, Theo. Stick that big dick right up inside of me.

“Are you…crying?’ “I never cry. I’m a man.” Lies, I cry all the fucking time—just blubber on and on—usually in a locked bathroom with my fist in my mouth, but still.

Theo tucked himself right up against me sometime in the middle of the night. His warm breath puffs against my skin, his arm thrown over my stomach.

And there it is—the distraction I need. I’ll just ignore the bigger issues in my life until I die.

Relatable

I’ll just file it under shit to deal with later, like I do with everything else in my life.

Theo shoves his hands in the sweater pockets. “My mom…passed away.” I stop walking and fully face him. “You’re shitting me.”

What a wild reaction?