He leaves a trail of wet kisses down my stomach and on my inner thigh. His broad shoulders push my legs apart. He hooks an arm around one, opening me wider to him, and his mouth covers my sensitive core. His tongue flattens and then flicks across the bundle of nerves.
My body is liquid heat as he brings me closer and closer to the edge. Only when I’m panting and muttering his name on an endless loop does Teddy roll on a condom and position himself.
He slides in slowly, disappearing inside me an inch at a time. He stills when he’s fully buried. I hold my breath and dig my fingernails into his forearms. It’s so good. Too good. And the man hasn’t even moved.
He drives in gently at first, but we’re both too close and too amped up. We won’t last long, no matter how slow and sweet he goes.
I come with his name on my lips, and he follows a second later, swallowing my words and kissing me like he’ll never get enough.
He falls to the floor beside me, immediately finding my hand and lacing our fingers together.
“That was...” I trail off as I gulp in air.
“Yeah,” he rasps.
I let my head fall to the side, so I can stare at him. His happy, satiated smile re-energizes me.
“Again?”
He barks a laugh. “Yeah, sweetheart. Again.”
“A million times more?”
“A million and one.” He drags the pad of his thumb along my lower lip, leans closer, and then gives me a soft kiss.
“A million and two?”
His smile widens.
“A million and three?”
“Mhmm.” He chuckles. “But first, I need another gingersnap.”
“Are you finally going to share?”
We sit up, and Teddy grabs the tin of cookies. While he’s distracted by my bare chest, I steal the tin from him. His arms wrap around me a second later. He whispers petty threats for all of two seconds before his mouth finds my neck.
I finally get a bite of his precious gingersnaps. And he gets me. Again.
And again.
Teddy
Ahot girl stands in the open doorway of my bedroom. Music from the party is loud, and the bass vibrates the floor.
The girl pops a hip and gives me a sweet, sultry smile. Her red hair is down in loose curls around her shoulders. She fingers one strand as she smiles shyly. Sexy black boots cover her legs all the way up to her thighs.
Everyone dressed up tonight, including her. The black dress hugs her frame in all the right places. “Hi, Teddy.”
She’s a very hot girl, but she’s notmyhot girl.
“Hey, Stella.”
She lets her hand drop to her side and smiles. “How do you always know? Even Felix did a double-take with my hair all down and done up like Holly’s.”
“You look nice,” I tell her, thenmygirl steps around her into the room.
She has on a gold dress and a pair of matching strappy shoes that lace up her toned legs. Her hair is down, and she has on a Happy New Year headband. She wouldn’t be my girl without a little extra holiday cheer.