His tongue takes a slow, tentative trip through my folds. Teddy growls when he finds my clit, circling around it before finding his way back to my entrance. His tongue enters me, sliding in and out, until I’m almost out of my mind.
“Teddy,” I gasp when his tongue rolls slowly back over my clit.
He slides two fingers into me as he continues to assault me with his talented tongue. I thrust my hips up, taking his fingers deeper. I can feel my climax building to a brutal peak as he continues to worship my body.
“Teddy, I’m close. Teddy,” I scream as I clench around his fingers. Light fires white behind my eyes as he pushes me until every ounce of pleasure has been pulled from my body. As my senses return, I see him watching me from the end of the bed. His eyes are a deep blue, hooded in lust.
“I wish I had known,” he whispers. Crawling up beside me, he pulls me to him. “You’re so beautiful. I always knew that, but just now? My God. I’m sorry, I know I sound ridiculous.”
I cup his face in my hands, staring into the eyes of a man who looks at me like I’m his queen.
“You make me feel beautiful.”
He kisses my mouth gently at first, then becomes more desperate as I run my hands through his hair. I pull him on me, needing to feel him inside me. I need him to consume me, my thoughts, my body, my everything. He rolls between my thighs as our kisses deepen.
“Guide me in,” he whispers into my mouth.
Reaching down between us, I find his erection. He jerks when I wrap my hand around him, slowly lining him up to my entrance. In one hard motion, he thrust deeply into me, making me cry out. He doesn’t stop though, pulling back out to then thrusting deeper into me.
“You feel so good,” he growls.
He starts an easy rhythm of pulling almost out then thrusting in until our hips slam together. My eyes close as I rock up to him, meeting his thrust.
“Fuck me harder, Teddy. Please, I need it harder.”
He pulls out, flipping me onto my stomach before I can register what’s happening. Jerking my hips toward him until I’m on my knees, he slams back into me.
The new angle has him hitting a spot inside me that spirals me faster and faster to climax, building even harder than the first one. When it hits, I feel him grip my shoulder as he rides me through the orgasm as it rips through my body.
Somewhere behind me, a roar penetrates the ringing in my ears. Teddy thrust into me one more time as he empties, finally collapsing onto his forearms over me as I crash back onto the bed.
Rolling off of me, he wraps me in his arms as if desperately holding on. We both lay on the bed, panting in each other’s arms.
Easing out of his hold, I head into the bathroom. I stare into the mirror at myself as I begin to come to my senses. What have I done? This can’t last, it won’t last. Teddy will return home to settle down and I will move from one story to the next around the world. He doesn’t deserve someone who can’t stay with him longer than a day or two at a time. He’s going to get hurt, and I have no one else to blame but myself.
Turning on the shower, I step in, letting the water cascade down my body. I need to leave before I do any more damage. The thought rips through me like a razor as I slide to the floor of the shower, a sob escaping my lips as my heart starts to break. I feel a shift in the air as he slides down next to me, pulling me onto his lap. Teddy swipes a tear off my cheek.
“I’m not sure my ego can take this response. I know I’m inexperienced but, damn, I thought I was better than this.”
It works, I start laughing.
“I’m sorry. I’m just wrapped up in my own thoughts. Just being a crazy, jet-lagged woman.” I desperately want that to be all there is to it, but I’m old enough to know better.
“Okay,” he says with a worried glance. “Why don’t we start with getting out of this shower? I’m sure I have some sweats that, with a piece of rope, will fit you. Maybe a shirt that will make you look like the landlady in a muumuu.”
A giggle escapes through my lips. I’m twenty-seven, I don’t giggle!
“You know,” he says, sliding a sly smile at me, “I seem to remember some ice cream in the freezer. I’m sure there is a Monty Python movie somewhere on Netflix. I say we curl up on the couch and binge like we used to.”
I smile up at him, taking in his beautiful face while I can.
“That sounds great.”
We used to spend a lot of our nights together as kids curled up under a blanket, watching movies until we both fell asleep.
Teddy eases us both off the floor, turning off the shower. He dries me off before wrapping a towel around his waist to hunt for something for me to wear. After I’m securely tucked under a blanket on his couch, he throws on a pair of sleep pants and heads for the kitchen.
“It looks like I have sweet cream, chocolate, or cookie dough. If I remember, you always had a soft spot for cookie dough.”
