“Teddy.” Her name was ripped from my lips by pleasure, by the feel of her hot, wet mouth, the slide of her tongue licking from my sac to the head of my cock. “Fuck.”
Her laughter vibrated through my dick, bringing me closer to the edge. She licked and sucked, taking me deep and pulling out until the cool air hit me and made my hips buck.
“Mmm,” she moaned and I lost it.
“Oh fuck. Teddy!” She tugged on my balls and took me deep, so deep I could feel the back of her throat squeezing the tip of my cock. “Teddy,” I warned again but she only moaned deeper and practically ate my cock as I came down her throat, my body jerked as her throat constricted around me. “Ah, fuck!”
I watched her head bob up and down, ponytail bouncing as she used her lips and tongue to bring me back to earth. “That’s next.” She stood and peeled off her shirt just as my phone rang and she froze. “Dammit.”
With a laugh, I picked up my phone. “Yeah, what’s up Max?” I listened to him talk, my hand roaming up and down the silky skin of her midsection, grazing a hard nipple. She gasped and my cock, still leaking, twitched. “Fine. We’ll be there.”
“No,” she groaned. “I don’t want to hear it.”
“Jana is freaking out so we’ve been summoned for dinner.” That was putting it mildly since Max’s words were, “Get the fuck over here and calm my girl down.”
“Oh shit!” Teddy grabbed her shirt and ran to the bedroom we’d been sharing since we first slept together. “I totally forgot to call her after the fire. She’s probably freaking out.” I found her in the bedroom shimmying into a pair of jeans and a bluish-green tunic that made her eyes pop. “Why are you just standing there? Let’s get a move on.”
With a smile I wiped off my cock and changed clothes. “Ready.”
With a grunt she marched out of the house to the passenger side of her car, tossing me the keys. “And you so owe me when we get back tonight.”
I turned over the engine and backed out of the driveway. “When we get back. You’re mine.”
“I’m holding you to that,” she said, then blasted the radio and rapped along to some shit I’d never heard before.
By the time we pulled up to Max and Jana’s, I’d gotten to hear her skills as a rapper. “Thanks for the concert.”
She rolled her eyes, took a deep breath for strength, and slid from the car. At the door she was met with a very angry and emotional best friend. “Hey babe, looking good. And a little flushed.”
I would’ve laughed if it didn’t look like Jana might kill her. “Flushed? I drove by your house on the way back from the store, Teddy, and imagine my surprise to see your whole front yard and half your house black from fire. Fucking fire, Teddy!”
Teddy opened her mouth to protest, to explain or something. Whatever it was, Jana cut her off. “No. No excuses, Theodora! I was terrified that I lost you,” she said, sniffling and exhibiting all the warning signs that tears were imminent. “Because that was the only reason I could think of why you didn’t call me to tell me what had happened.”
“Shit, Jana.” Teddy wrapped her arms around Jana, looking a little bit guilty and a little bit weary. I was damned impressed by her, comforting someone else when just twenty-four hours ago she had been the one standing there traumatized, watching her house burn. “In my defense, I was a little shaken by watching my house go up in smoke so I went home and crashed. Besides you’re pregnant and easily excitable.”
“And?” she pulled back and asked indignantly.
“And your job is to keep that little peach safe, and I’m not letting my shit interfere with that. Deal with it.” Her arms crossed and a defiant tilt of her chin dared her friend to say anything.
But Jana was emotional as hell, and clearly still upset by what she’d seen. “And how do you think I would feel if something happened to you?” She turned to me, green eyes flaring with accusations. “And you, Tate. Why didn’t you fucking call me?”
I held my arms up and took a step back, right into Max. “I was more worried about her, honestly. She was kind of in shock after watching her house burn.”
I would’ve apologized but Jana had sucked in a shocked breath and wrapped her arms even tighter around Teddy. “Shit, I’m sorry. That must have been terrible for you, Teddy!”
Max groaned and loudly clapped his hands. Right by my ears. “All right ladies, let’s dry those tears and fill our bellies.”
And just like that, the emotions had been diffused and we sat down to a fucking feast, but all I could think about was the feast I would have later. Between Teddy’s long, silky legs.
Chapter 12
Teddy
“Thank you so much, Teddy! This day was perfect, just how I wanted.” Gillian’s eyes welled with tears that she kept expertly perched on the edge of her eyes, right where she wanted them. It was an impressive trick and I was sure it would look beautiful on camera. “This was...everything.”
“I’m happy that everything was to your liking, Gillian. You’re a gorgeous bride.” She flushed prettily and ran off to join Kip, playing the role of besotted groom to a tee. Hell, he might actually love Gillian, I didn’t know. And now that the wedding and reception were behind me, I didn’t particularly give a damn, though I was sure cameras would follow them around during their first year of marriage. Not my circus, not my monkeys. The final check had been cut and the caterers were cleaning up while the camera crews broke down their lights and other equipment.
By the time I left the ballroom, the casino sounds were just obnoxiously loud and I picked up the pace as I headed out into the chilly night air. I couldn’t stop yawning, but luckily the drive home would take less than twenty minutes with weekend traffic. But as I drew closer, I spotted a familiar figure leaning against my car. I smiled and yelled, “Hey! Get your ass off my car!”