“You almost died the first time you did that.”
We both laugh, thinking about the first time Izzy announced she was pregnant. Loudly. In front of my entire family. During Thanksgiving dinner.
Grayson had to make the decision to either follow my sister who had locked herself in the bathroom or Teddy who had escaped into the yard after hurling an R-rated epitaph at him. It seems eight years later Teddy still can’t stop himself.
“Yeah, I had to rely on Theo to save me. That kid is so damn smart. Grayson did say, however, the next time we have unprotected sex, Izzy is going to cut off both of our balls to prevent any future Bennetts from entering this world.” He laughs when I slap my forehead down in the palm of my hand in embarrassment.
“Wait, slow down. You have to fill me in on these people.” Ms. Shieffer is following our conversation with rapt attention.
I can understand why, since the story of our lives has continued to unfold like a soap opera. We spend the next hours explaining not just how Grayson and Izzy met, as well as all of our friends back home. By the time we arrive in Kabul, I’ve fallen asleep in Teddy’s arms.
“Why don’t you take Jay’s room? He is heading for the airport and our next cinematographer isn’t due for several days. Get some rest. We head out again in a few days. I think Mr. Bennett is going to need his rest if he plans on keeping up with us,” Ms. Shaeffer tells us when we make it to the hotel. I take our keys from her, exiting the elevator.
“I think I could stand in the shower for an hour and still not feel totally clean,” I tell Teddy as I push through the door.
Throwing my bag on the dresser, I turn, taking in the room. Teddy has his shirt off, working on his pants.
“What are you doing?” I ask in confusion.
“All I heard was something about a shower?” Teddy stalks toward me with a wicked grin as I move back across the room, laughter bubbling up from inside me. My laughter turns into a squeal when he grabs my wrist, hoisting me over his shoulder. Hauling me into the bathroom, he turns on the shower before stepping in.
“Teddy! My clothes are getting wet!” He pulls my shoes and socks off, tossing them onto the bathroom floor.
“Better?”
“I’m still getting wet,” I complain, trying to push off of his back.
“No fair starting without me,” he says with a grin.
He eases me down until I’m sliding along his erection. Reaching for the hem of my shirt, he slowly pulls it over my head. When I feel him unhook my plain, cotton bra, I let it slide off my shoulders, closing my eyes as I relish the warm water washing over my bare skin.
Setting me on my feet, he kneels, working my wet pants down my legs before ripping off my panties. I grab his hair for balance when his strong hands push my legs apart. Reaching forward, he slowly runs his tongue through my folds until he reaches my clit, sucking it gently.
“Teddy,” I moan as his tongue slides into my entrance, his thumb starting its slow circle around my clit.
One hand shoots to the shower wall to keep my balance as my other hand wraps through his thick curls. With a deep growl that vibrates through me, he carefully slides my leg over his shoulder, opening me even farther to him.
Sliding two fingers inside where his tongue had been, he finds that perfect spot deep inside. His tongue returns to my clit, making broad strokes until my legs start to tremble. My climax explodes around me, ripping a scream from my throat as my legs give out.
Teddy is there to catch me, lifting me to his waist as he stands. I hug him close as my legs move to encase his trim waist. Pushing me against the wall of the shower, his large hands engulf my hips, picking me up until I am where he needs me. As he slides me slowly over his rippling abs, he enters me in one hard thrust.
“Every night I dreamed about you. It was enough to keep me going,” he says.
Moving his hands to my ass, he massages muscles sore from travel before picking me up until he is almost out of me. With one hard thrust, he is buried to the root once again. I can feel the cool tile against my back as he begins to slide me up and down his shaft.
“I would walk through fire at just the promise of burying myself deep in you.”
His pace has started to speed up as his thrusts become harder. It is a short ride before Teddy pushes up into me, his head falling back in ecstasy. Just the feel of his orgasm sends me back over the edge.
Gently, he climbs out of the shower, holding me against his body as the water quickly turns cold. Standing me in front of him, he dries me off with one of the towels. When we are both dry, he takes my hand, tugging me toward the bed. Pulling back the sheet, he wraps his arms around me before falling onto the bed.
“Teddy?”
“Hum?” he moans, wrapping his warm, naked body around me.
“We have to talk about how this is going to work. I’m still flying all over the world for weeks at a time. You’re still crunching numbers for Grayson at home.”
Teddy opens his eyes, releasing me from where I lay in his arms to sit against the headboard. He reaches over, turning on the bedside light.
