“Why? What do I need to wait for?” I’m sure to him I sound crazy, but I can’t sit here any longer, so close to him.
Just him holding my hand for those few moments made my skin burn. It makes me want him to crawl on top of me, sliding inside until I can’t remember my own name. I want him to make me moan his name in ecstasy.
I have to leave before I can’t stop myself from begging for his touch. My heart can’t take the chance he will reject me. For him to turn me away will flay me wide open. Teddy’s eyes dart around the room like he is searching for something. They finally land back on my face.
“You can stay here. You’re welcome to.”
“There is barely room in this apartment for one person. Where do you suggest I sleep?” I ask, pointing around the apartment.
I hear him growl something under his breath, but I miss what he said.
“I didn’t catch that Teddy. What did you say?”
He takes two steps toward me, his eyes narrowing. I back up until my back knocks into the wall. He stops inches from my body. Reaching out, he pulls my chin up until I look into his eyes. He stops to study me like he’s waiting for something. Does he expect me to push him away? I should, but all I can think about is how good his hands would feel on my body.
“I said,” he says. “You can sleep under me.” His hand slowly caresses my face, down my jaw to my neck. He bends down, barely brushing over my lips with his mouth. “I’ve dreamed of you since I was fourteen,” he whispers against my mouth as his hand slowly travels down my arm.
Goose flesh rises on my skin at his touch.
“You haunt my every waking moment,” he adds. His hand moves to my waist as it tentatively makes its journey down my body. “I can’t sleep.” It travels to my stomach making small circles. “I can’t eat.” I gasp as his hand curves back up around my breast. “I can’t breathe without you.” His mouth seals around mine, his tongue opening my lips as he explores.
Every objection that has been hammering in my head suddenly flows away like they were never there. This is the man I love, and I can’t get close enough to him. He slides my coat off my shoulders onto the floor with no objection. Each button of my blouse slowly pops opens as he works his way up my body. When my blouse falls to the floor, Teddy steps back.
“You’re even more beautiful than in my dreams.”
I’m dressed in a pale blue bra that has unlined lace revealing each hard nipple. I put it on unconsciously, my mind tricking me into dressing for Teddy. He reaches out, unzipping my skirt, moaning as it falls to the floor.
Stepping back to me, he traces kisses down my neck until he reaches my breast. With a lick to the skin spilling out above my bra, he slips his tongue just below the top line. With an impatient growl, he pulls my bra down below my breast, sucking a hard nipple into his mouth.
“Teddy,” I gasp out, arching my back as my hand snakes down between us, searching for his erection.
I hear him moan, releasing my breast when I find his throbbing shaft. With a slow squeeze, I run my hand up, finding he has become every bit a man since I left. Wrapping his hands to cup my ass, he pulls my legs up around his waist. Holding me close, he carries me to his bed.
“Teddy. We shouldn’t do this.” My words come out in lusty breaths.
Laying me down gently, he kneels between my legs.
“Why, Sophia? Do you not want me?”
I hear his shoes hit the floor behind him.
“N-no, Teddy. I’ve wanted you since the summer you were seventeen.”
His eyes widen when he looks at me. His hands move to his pants, working his belt open. Standing, I watch closely as he slides them down two muscular legs.
“Then tell me why I can’t have you, Sophia.”
I gasp when he frees himself from his underwear. He has grown into a beautiful man and I take in every inch of him as he stands naked in front of me. His chest is muscular with a dusting of dark hair trailing down his stomach until it ends at a thick, fully erect cock. He kneels back down between my thighs, placing one hand on the bed next to my face. His other hand reaches to my back, releasing my bra to free my breasts.
“Tell me why I can’t suck your perfect round, pink nipples into my mouth, teasing them to a hard point.”
I groan, arching my back when he lowers his mouth to my breast, sucking on each one until they are at an almost painful point.
“Tell me why I can’t slide between your legs licking your slick folds until you come on my face screaming my name.”
He works down my body, licking and kissing, until he is kneeling on the floor at the end of the small bed.
“Teddy,” I moan when he pulls my legs onto his shoulders.
