-CHAPTER 18-

R – 18

Theodore gripped her forearm as his life depended on it. A different wave of energy is raised in Ella's blood and immediately gives the adrenaline that she felt every time they had sex. His grip led them to a vacant cubicle in the men's restroom.

"Are fucking sure about this?" she's getting more worried than she sounds. Theodore on the other hand started to speak as soon as they get in the cubicle, closing the door.

"If you don't make any noises. They will assume that this is just an innocent and ordinary cubicle," he informed with his low voice, close to her face, and traveled down to her neck for him to sniff. "You smell good, honeybee. Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"No, but this is quite new. Really," she answered, this is too risky of being exposed than before.

Ella is still hesitant to speak or to move on a decently tight cubicle for the life of her. "I am freaking out; how does this start?" her breathing ragged as she asked straight to his eyes.

"Let's start with this—" Theodore's lips landed on hers torridly. It became tender as soon as Ella clutched his broad shoulder with her arms. Their kiss created a moist and heat the produced sweat from their skin. They responded to each other well that Ella was finally convinced that she was used to this.

The room was quiet, illuminated with bright fluorescent light that made them really visible to each other. Their exact complexions, eye colors, facial signs of stress, and his newly shaved chin. From her lips, Theo moved his lips and went down to her chin and neckline to lick her skin inch-to-inch.

His grunts in between signified that he was having quite a snack, his hands proceeded to her lower back and rubbed her from her clothes gently. Ella gasped and looked down at his head placed near her chest, feeling his hot breaths on the valleys of her cleavage.

Theodore, after a few foreplay moments, went back to her lips while buckling his belt at the same time. "Ready?" he asked with an intent stare.

And he can't help himself giving her a kiss once again, putting his tongue in hers.

Ella took a breath because he is good at what he does. That challenged her. She gathered her remaining courage and whispered. "Take that off," she meant his pants with a visible aching boner. Not thinking of anything but pleasure.

She hasn't seen his 'thing' for a while. Her lust immediately dismembered her body's tensions. Sticking the gaze on Theo's eyes, she cupped the erection one last time before lowering his Calvin Klein boxers.

Theodore was indeed hard like he described minutes ago, Ella felt his warm length throbbed when she got her hands on it. That boosted her carnal desire. It's now or never. She had enough assurance that this will turn out smoothly, Ella just had to trust it.

"You look hot for even holding it," he groaned and failed to lessen his voice. Seeing her stroking his cock heightens his frenzy and it is too much to handle this point.

She just has him a chuckle and encouraged him to lift his shirt which revealed his toned abdomen. She won't lie, Theodore had an impressive and consistent figure. Muscles that weren't overwhelming to look at, his v-line, and down to his well-endowed hard sex. And he's all for her.

Not a bad thought.

The café's restroom was well prepped and clean enough for her to kneel, which she did. Ella continued to stroke his protruding and aching cock before sticking her tongue out to touch his foreskin.

"Fuck—... Go on, babe." Theodore, in his most quiet state, kept his grunts low while scanning if there was anyone in the restroom, and he just had to use his ears for that.

His calloused hand gently ran on her scalp to gather her hair and hold her. He cannot take his eyes off on her mouth lubricating his cock while thrusting it in and out. The sloppy twitching noise excites him even more that forgot to be gentle with her mouth, he thrust his hips and pushed his cock on her tonsils.

He surprised himself by being able to control orgasm amidst Ella's blowjob. The warmth of her mouth, her saliva glistened on his cock, and her hot breathes was painfully pleasuring. "Keep it going, Ella. Your mouth does wonders—fuck." That curse resulted from a sudden deep throat. Theodore finally released a loud moan as he fucks her mouth, asking her for more.

Ella is enjoying herself; the size of his hard sex did not bother nor pushed her courage out. The sound of Theo fighting with his noise aroused her. His cock went deeper and accommodate all the space left in her hot mouth, not caring about her excess saliva and sweat dripping on the tole.

The mouth traveled to the base of his cock and massaged his balls while masturbating the fuck out of Theodore.

"Fucking hell, Ella. I'm close." He hissed, still minding his volume. His fingers immediately wiped the beads of sweat in her forehead as he kept the ponytail on his other hand. It's been a while that someone actually jerked his meat.

The sight of him turned him on that made her back lean; her hand stroked his hard sex, saliva was everywhere, and it gets nasty when her tongue touches his tip. And still, Ella managed to moan with all of that.

The loud sound of the knob twisted someone opened the door. "Fuck." He grinned as he cursed at the best of his silence. "Someone's here."

That made her chest thump, she stopped jerking him and looked up dead in his. "What?" she mouthed.

He bit his lower lip and gave her a snicker, Theodore mouthed in his response. "Go on, suck me." Ended with a subtle menacing laugh that did not foster fear, but more intense pleasure.

Fuck! This is madness. A couple of curses followed her drooling saliva from her mouth. She could still feel the euphoric state of her position right now, between his legs and masturbating him. Ella can indeed hear two men roaming around and using the comfort room.

Her lungs agitated, not enough to keep her quiet. Lucky enough, the faucet from outside was loud that it gave them allowance to breathe at least.

Go on. Theo's voice repeated in her head. Looking up to his sexily grinning face, the thrill and adrenaline instantly sipped in her veins. Ella felt a rush, a push, a pure thump of the excitement of sex frenzy. And he did not make it seem uncomfortable, Theodore was patiently waiting for her to go on.

The door creaked and opened again; Ella did not care. She kissed his tip and moved her head forward for his aching—hard sex. His eyes dilated made an effort to restrict his lings from writhing too much for the current scene.

Feeling how sloppy Ella's mouth felt on his erection pushes him closer to his orgasm.

Both of their desired thrills are finally linear. His hips continued fucking her mouth while listening around the sound from outside. Theo suspected that they are now finally alone.

Sweaty, she pulled her mouth out proceeded back to masturbating him. "Fucking hell! I'm close," he sexily hissed as he looked down on her, The pace went faster and so did his orgasm growing near.

Ella would be lying if she argued how huge Theodore Fletcher is. She gave it one more lick on his tip and stroked it hard before she felt hot nectar from his cock.

"Coming. Fuck!"

Her mouth was able to catch some of it and luckily, it wasn't messy as she assumed from porn. The protruding veins from his dick moved sensually as the release went through. She can definitely tell that she sent him to the edge.

His ragged breathing, grunts, and low groans can definitely testify to that.

Theodore's calloused hands made their way to his cock and stroke himself, squeezing the cum left in his sex, "Swallow?""

Ella chuckled at the challenge that he spoke of. Without breaking their eye contact, she wiped the remaining nectar on her cheek and pushed everything on her mouth, even his two fingers covered with his cum. Pleasure, it was all that matters.

"God, you look hot. Insatiable, even," at the end of his breath, he praised her. Regardless of the mess they made, her smile gave him ease. They were reek of sex, satisfaction, and pleasure.

Pleasure. As it should be.

It did not take them a while to clean themselves up. Theodore was thinking more about how they would manage to get out without being suspicious. 

Because what in the world would a woman do in a men's restroom? He doesn't want to put her in a bad light, especially when his nosy friends/workmates are around.

And they were probably looking for him.

Ella took her time to fix her hair while waiting for her lookout, Theo. Seconds later, he opened the cubicle to give his signal. "All clear. Pretend that you went from the girl's restroom. Understood?"

Amusing as it sounds, his voice, with his accent, sounds like a Literature Professor. But this time, this one is hot. She gave him a quiet nod.

"Ella."

"Mmmh?"

"Casually," Theo emphasized the word that mentally stunned her. It made it worse that grabbed her hand and sneaked their way out. He already explained that they were no surveillance cameras lingering around, it was safe from any suspicious activities for at least.

Like blow-jobs.

To her surprise, they are few girls occupying the restroom. She walked in casually and the first thing she did was to give her hands, and chin, a rinse. 

Observing her features, she noticed the significant 'bloom' in it. Freckles were fine and her complexion somewhat improve as if it wasn't fucked with radiation from her laptop.

Sex really does work wonders on the face.

Theodore went straight to the back portion of the café, they need extra help to transport the supplies of blueberries, strawberries, ripe mangoes, lemons, and other natural ingredients that the kitchen needs. And to make it his alibi for not being around for the last 10 minutes. His stamina never betrayed him once.

Work after sex, ecstatic.

After the fruits, he entertained the group of kids who ordered yogurt smoothies out of the berries of their choice. "So, have picked any flavor?" He asked the girl was likely to be in charge of their money. At times, Theo is not really good with kids.

"Your hair looks like a cherry," the kid with the glasses pointed his hair.

The other one with a university jacket and oversized denim argued. "No, it's strawberry!"

"I would call it watermelon." 

"I don't like its seeds. Ew."

"Yea right, my mom once prepared a juice out of it, I puked."

"Do they sell fruit popsicles here?"

"Can I touch your hair, Mr. Barista?" one girl asked while reaching his hand. All for that while still not getting their order. Theodore pressed his lips together and collect the shattered cool that he was trying to maintain.

A swift thought came up in him. "I will let you guys touch my hair if I could get your order. Now decide."

The one with glasses went grumpy, Theodore speculated that this one's a brat. "Why don't you come over here?" the little guy was demanding with his crossed arms.

"Someone's trying to be bossy." He mumbled and grabbed the small steno pad and pen to get their order outside the counter. The kids looked hyped when their barista was closer.

Theodore squat at their height level. "Now, your orders— where are your parents by the way—"

"Yaaaaay!"

He was outnumbered by the little ones. His squats went lower because his head was pushed down like some buzzer button from a singing competition. Bloody fuck! What bad results from someone's version of parenting. And now, no one dared to help their poor coworker, let alone the other customers for their scene.

"Okay, we had a deal... Aw! I hate your shoes, little guy!" One of them decides to piggyback and cling to his shoulders, just to touch the hair. Theo got rid of the kid immediately and put him down with a glint of pissed look on his face.

"Alright. Let's get in line and settle this nicely—"

The whiny one pouted, "but I just want to touch it!"

"Touch... as you order. Now, fall in line." The kids immediately followed with a bit of an extra quarrel on the process. He sighed in relief because of the sight in front of him and massaged his temple before taking notes.

Every order, he received a pat on his head and some of them even knead his hair. Theodore rubs it off with a laugh, despite his messy hair, he pronounced their order for the last time.

"We are quite making a scene here so let's clarify your order, kiddos. Two orders of Blueberry Yogurt Smoothie. One Mango Yogurt Smoothie. A Double Hazelnut Milkshake, a Vanilla Latte, and a Strawberry Yogurt Smoothie. Correct?"

The little girl with a wallet was overwhelmed by the mouthful of orders. "Yes. I mean guess, yes." Their barista just gave them a chuckle and almost forgot to ask something.

"Do you guys have any parents around? Any siblings around?" asked Theodore while fixing his hair with bare hands.

"We're siblings." The one with glasses answered casually and that left him in shock.

"Mom went to the pet shop nearby to buy stuff for Bernard, our dog. The latte was actually for her. It's not new to see people amazed, sir." Theo guessed that this is their older sister, she talks a lot.

He scoffed, "I'm not actually amazed, it's just strange. Anyways, the order is up within 8 minutes. There's a large table nearby the shelves, you can sit there— do not touch anything." Ending it with a warning note, he smiled at waved at them to proceed to their order afterward.

Matthew bickered while taking care of the bubble teas. "You're babysitting? You did a scene back there."

"They're loud."

"You're good at them," Matt smiled.

Theo just gave it a smile pressed 'three' on the blenders, witnessing the colors of the fruits swirled with the ice and yogurt. Admitting it, Theodore is fond of kids.

The machine roared with a loud sound and that gave him time to search for Ella from the seats, to see how is she. Flashbacks from earlier struck, how sensual her tongue was from the kiss to 'blow'. 

The sweats from his skins resurfaced, ready to fight the air-conditioned temperature. Thinking alone made his mind fly away to a euphoric memory. Which he immediately prevented when the blenders stopped.

He poured their orders respectively to the medium-sized plastic cups and secured everything with a sphere head. He set everything up as well as their payment, he can't even take the focus of the transaction because of the smile planted on their faces when they got their drinks. 

The kids were also excited to give their order to their mom.

Mom. Theodore just sighed and exchanged smiles with them. "Here's the change, kid. You guys are good to go. Enjoy your weird orders."

"Your hair is much more-weird than these."

"Oliver, that's enough. Mom must be waiting from the other store, we gotta go," she scolded her sibling while sipping from her drink.

"Thank you, Mr. Theo. Your name is Theo! It's on your tag." The other boy pointed at the golden tag pinned on his apron, they all chuckled when they start to read it as well. Their tiny legs walked on their way to the exit, even waving the guards goodbye and of course, Theodore. He raised and waved his hand after he whispered goodbye. They're sweet and silly.

The man was already aware that the customer seemed to be delighted at how he entertained those kids, and instead of taking a glance at them, his eyes immediately searched for Ella. 

The clean and freshly powered Ella greeted his allured gaze that erupted a small smile.

Ella on the other hand was flustered for a bit that he had to avoid that smile. That damn smile. That jolted for the both of them to come back to their senses, Ella pretended to write something on her graphed notebook while Theo immediately presses the ice cube maker.

Laughing at that thought, he continued to entertain the next few orders just to pass time. Ella remained on her spot and did her actual work, it was a productive forty minutes of her. Real café ambiance really does its best in providing a focus for someone's workflow.

The dripping method is rarely ordered in the afternoon. Middle-aged office workers usually have a cup or two due to their work and schedule demands. But not for this Lawyer meeting a client over a coffee. "Would you like to add something to your coffees, Maam?"

The esteemed lady smiled, "two coffees are fine, thank you." He proceeded to her payment and their order and as expected, it was a quick one.

After disposing of the used filters, he checked his wristwatch only to find out that shift was nearly over. He had been planning something in mind for the past few minutes amidst being immersed with his work.

The hesitant Theo approached Ella. "Rough work, hmm?"

"Schoolwork, yes," and not even looking at him, she answered.

"Any plans for tonight? It's been a while since we had it rough." Ella broadens her eyes from the school stress when Theo asked. "Oh c'mon, your ears need to get used to it. And I just thought about catching up with our bodies." Sitting across to her, he stared suggestively while placing his fist on his chin.

"I feel like celebrating," the man added with a grin.

His expression tickled her interests. "Celebrate for what?"

"I, unfortunately, forgot to mention, as you were literally blowing me off, that I invest in a car," Theodore said with a poise, casual and sexy tone naturally expressing his carnal interests in a decent conversation. "As you suggested."

"Heaven's sakes, I did not force you to get one, as far as I remember—

"And I can assure you, that purchase was done with my full intent, respectfully and politely, Ella." He doesn't want to add on her worries for he was just so enthusiastic about his own news, it ended with a chuckle by watching her reaction.

"Relax, the car is fine. It was decent and cozy. And boy, we could fuck there if your pocket wants to." He emphasized his eyebrows.

Ella was astounded by the reeking charisma. "You're happy and that's quite weird to see it up close. And no, I won't risk my privates being exposed by fucking you in a car."

"What do you mean? You got no thrill?" and Theodore sounded comically offended.

"I had enough of that thrill since put your... thing... in my mouth in the middle of your work hours. It was fun but I give it a hard pass." Ella was actually considering it, but she wants to get this conversation to be pushed somewhere.

He leaned closer. "Then how about my place?"

And that leads her to investigate. "Are you really not hiding something? You seem pretty esteemed inviting me to your place."

"It's what I do with girls, with the consent of course." Nicely answered, Theo, smiled.

Closing his laptop, Ella did not waste any chances to move the conversation and moved it to her interests. "Oh, really? Even the married ones?"

Theo gave a loud cackle as he unties his apron. "Oh boy. I don't fuck married people. Not even once, surprisingly."

"Or maybe, you, are married. Perhaps."

Ella was certain that it made an impact with a split second of silence filled them. "Uhm, no. Of course, not. Geez," Theo kept his cool and fixed his hair. Ella gave him a break and just laughed it casually as if she was being naturally intrusive.

"You're funny, Theo. So, what are your plans?"

And suddenly, he snaked his hands to hers slowly whole pronouncing his plans. "We'll have a take-out food and eat at my place. Maybe a little wine. We do some fucking." And when he got the grip of her forearm, he smelled his skin with a deep gaze.

Ella was indeed sure that she will get the answer that she desired. "Sound's good."

+++

"Oh God, that was good." Theodore finally released a groan that was much louder than earlier. He stilled on top of Ella after he just released his essence on his rubber.

Ella had no time to be fascinated by his new vehicle and the unlimited possibilities of being railed in it. They were too anticipated to finish what they started at the café, they ended up making out in the mid traffic and had sex on Theodore's couch.

Panting, he managed to wipe her sweat clean on her forehead. "We are quite spontaneous today, don't you think?" He leaned in and planted a sensual kiss from her neck that traveled up to her chin.

"I think so." She was so into it and remembered a lot of details on how they got here. Electrified by his charms and assurances, she was able to take risks and power moves out of her sexual desires. Her orgasms were always reached whenever she demands it, whether at the flick of his tongue or the swift grace of his fingers. 

Theodore's intimate validation was a blessing to her sexual yearnings, and it took her to different places. Her opinions were always considered and her comfort was prioritized amidst her mind-blowing orgasms.

He affirmed for her even more. "No really. You are amazing."

"I know. I enjoyed you. You enjoyed me as well. All fair."

"All square" added Theo as he indulged on her neck once again.

His fiery fangs and shaved jaw pushed her into the ecstasy that only Theo could provide. Ella's grip on his nape tighten guiding him to the spots that he missed. 

Locking their eyes, he stared for a little while. 

And stared for a bit more. His eyes completely remained on her. 

She looked different up close. 

Wonderstruck. That's the word.

And when their breathing remained between them, they start to wrap up and picked up their clothes.

Moments later, Theo was back with a cold glass of water. "I figured out that you'd be thirsty." Looking at her slightly weary eyes from an exhausting activity, it suddenly turned to a silly smile. Ella thanked him.

"Our order is minutes away; we should get dressed." Theo stood up in his boxers and looked for a bigger shirt for Ella. Theo ordered two orders of lasagna and pizza before they started making out on his car.

It took a couple of minutes for her to stand, she found her clothes folded and she was only left with a shirt and a boxer that miraculously fits on her waist. She took a glance at the French window just to find out that it was raining cats and dogs. This time, she was mindful enough to text her friends about her whereabouts.

His place was quiet for a while, it was too different from earlier. Theo took his time to cook a mushroom soup mix that made him regret his order choices. He covered the pot lid and waited for a few minutes to set up the table. The delivery arrived with a knock. "Ella, fetch the order for me, please."

She looked more inviting with on his clothes, he bit his lower lip as Ella put everything on the table. The promised fast food has turned into a home dine-in.

"I am starving." As soon as she fixed her messy bun, her utensils dig in and Theodore followed, watching her.

"Oh, indeed. You are." Said he while munching. The dinner wasn't bad for someone who keeps track of the things they put in their mouth like Theo, the heavy metal dinner went well.

"Is it just me, or food is just so good after sex?" Ella boldly asked while licking his fingers from excess cheese.

Answered with a grin, "pussy and fast food, I think they go along pretty well." He gained a laughing reaction as he munched on his pizza. "And you looked exhausted. You went through a lot today."

"This is what you called destressing, Theo." Ella bickered.

"I'll give it a hundred-dollar bonus."

Extremely grateful, Ella played along. "Well, thank you. You seem nice today."

"Who wouldn't be nice after that sneaky blow-job? Besides, you're enjoying it as well." Releasing a light chuckle, he saw how Ella choked on her water.

Her curiosity pinned a question. "Was it really... good?" She pondered a doubting thought about her conscious mouth skills. I need feedback. Or maybe compliments.

Theodore sighed and gave her that intent look. "Your mouth melted in my cock. You stroked it really well with your cold fingers that made me hold breath and orgasm— oh c'mon do I need to continue?"

She slightly freaked out as she finished her food. "I've heard enough! Gosh. Then I am glad that you enjoyed it as well." It was nice feedback to hear, after all.

"And I am glad for all of the sex today. Stupendous." Theodore said with full sincerity and passion, not leaving her eyes.

They shared their remaining company, the rain immediately stop earlier than Ella expected. They got dressed as Theo cleaned his kitchen, he would also like to take the lady home itself since it is getting late.

Locking his door secure, Ella buried her hands at one of his knitted cardigans that she's wearing, it was quite chilly outside after rain. Ella was getting used to his clothes sometimes that she takes them home. Staring at the soaked night road, Ella reminisced about how Theo handled her questions earlier.

Is he really married?

Ella tried to look for answers after they had their sex. No bridal picture frames or any jewelry box and containers and feminine stuff. She had no plans on giving it up. Their steps echoed the open parking lot, it was full of cars and residents who just parked in the area.

The engine started and Theodore's playlist promptly played. The city was near to its sleep. Closed stores and office workers along the sidewalk with their umbrellas, and light traffic scenarios in intersections. Both were quiet and contained while listing to Charlie Puth's LA Girls.

Still no words. Ella has nothing to talk about, no plans on her end. As Theodore hit the smooth road, his brows crumpled the vehicle that had been tailing them for a minute.

He tried to ignore the vehicle. He tried not to make any reactions to avoid freaking Ella out. Theodore casually maneuvered the steering wheel and change his lane to observe the blue-tinted car. It even followed him whenever he turned.

Fuck.

At the best that he could do, Theo adjusted his speed gradually, trying not to scare Ella who had been napping for the past few minutes. The air from his nose became sharp, so as his eyes on the road.

The grip on the steering wheel went tighter as muttered British curses. He had to change a few directions just to get lost from being stalked. Their current avenue had a lot of vehicles, fortunately. And that gave him a chance to look for a loophole in the intersection, he turned back to Harper Avenue and turned right to the next route.

It added another ten minutes of travel, but that wasn't obvious for his sleeping passenger beside him. After he lost the blue car, his speed went slower since Ella's place is nearby.

He disposed of his worries about the car that stalked the fuck out of him. "Hey, we're here." He tapped Ella and groaned into consciousness. Theodore did not expect her to smile and thanked him for a smooth long ride home. Ella admitted that she felt extra sleepy.

"You are welcome. No biggie, from now on." He helped him with the seatbelt, smelling her on the process, he couldn't get enough of her scent. Ella, for the last time, fixed her hair and checked her things if there was anything that she might have left

"Thank you. Good night, Theo."

The pleasantries made him chuckle. "Good night, Ella." Not leaving her on his sight, he made sure that she gets to be at her doorstep. Not satisfied, he finished it with a small wave of goodbye. Ella did not hesitate to wave back as well.

That sums up for Theodore's night, now he's back to thinking about the car that stalked him. On his way back, he became more vigilant while looking things around, especially with his side mirrors. The beauty of the city light was not the focus of his ride because of how worried he was.

With a few curses, Theo pondered. Who would the hell follow me? I'm pretty sure that I am on good terms with women who I've been with. This is bloody insane!

And finally, he thought of a name.

He doesn't want to think or speak about that person. But his speculations pushed him to the edge of questioning. He kept driving at the best of his speed as the road emptied as the hour reaches eleven. Theodore was wishing he was wrong about his speculations for the past few minutes of driving.

After he parked on his spot, he saw the same fark blue car that followed him earlier. "Fuck, Fucking hell." His legs rushed for the stairs to his unit. Thundering with anger, his steps were long and distant.

His eyes menaced with a cloudy mood that he got his assumptions right. A woman he saw, was leaning on a wall near to his doorstep. Wearing a brown leather trench coat with a sexy maroon dress underneath, he remembered the styling language of this woman on a rainy night.

"I think we have to talk." Emily threw the cigarette that she was puffing, staring intently at him.

"Well, I think you should leave, Emily Thompson," said he.