“Yes, I really do,” I tell him. He goes to kiss me again while placing his hand around my length. His hand moves up and down, which sends my head and heart into a frenzy.
“Tell me at any time if you want to stop, okay?” He says, before kissing me on the neck again. I nod before he gently lowers me onto my back. He kisses me on my chest, then my tummy, before going lower and lower. I cover my mouth before loud moans escape me. I thought people faked it?
He reaches my v-line, and his kisses are electric. He reaches for my dick, and he glances up at me before placing his lips around the head. A moan escapes my throat. I can’t help but grip onto the counter top’s edge.
“Teddy that feels… amazing,” I breathe as his head moves up and down. He moves so melodically like we’re a song. My mouth salivates as the fire in my crotch ramps up to eleven. His tongue begins to swirl around as I grip onto his hair. I start to thrust ever so slightly. My body is doing things naturally, like it’s playing along to the song on it’s own.
As I reach the cusp of orgasm, Teddy takes my cock out his mouth. He moves his hand up and down on my dick, gripping it just the way I like. I shudder at his touch before cum flies out thetip and lands on my tummy. My breathing is fast and heavy as I feel myself melt at his touch.
“Did you like that?” He asks as I begin to sit up. I grin while I attempt to get more oxygen into my lungs.
“You’re really good at that,” I say, before kissing him. His tongue tastes salty and sweet at the same time. My crotch is pressed up against his. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his hips.
“Take me to your room?” I ask, to which he obliges. I’m surprised he’s able to lift my weight so nonchalantly.
Roars of laughter sound from the front door. I feel my face heat up as Teddy rushes to his room. I giggle as he practically throws me onto the bed and locks the door behind him.
“That was close,” he says, breathing heavily against the door. I can’t stop giggling at him. I’m not sure he’s realised yet.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Maybe because you haven’t realised our shirts are still lying on the kitchen floor.”
“Oh,ohshit,” he gasps before heading out the room again. I pull the covers over me while listening to his awkward explanation for the discarded shirts. None of them are buying it at all.
Teddy comes back into the room, his face like a tomato.
“Hey.”
“Don’theyme,” Teddy mutters. I giggle softly as I pat the space in the bed next to me. He lies down to face me. I can’t help but smile widely.
“Thank you,” I say after a few minutes.
“What for?”
“For making me feel safe,” I tell him. His expression brightens at the words. I’ve never felt more safe in my entire life. I want this to last forever.
“You deserve to feel safe.”
I think I’ve found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with.
On the long winding hill down to the Eden Project’s entrance, I’m walking with Teddy hand-in-hand. This was a spur of the moment kind of morning. We wanted some time just us two. It was my suggestion to go to the Eden project. I haven’t been in a very long time.
“What are you thinking about?” Teddy asks, the sun shining past his shoulder as if he’s an angel looking at me.
“Nothing, I’m just glad we’re doing this,” I say, squeezing his hand a little and giving him a smile.
We wait in line at the ticket counter and are talking utter nonsense. We are called forward and Teddy sorts out our tickets. I’m holding onto his hand tight as if he’ll die if I let go.
“Oh we should definitely get some coffee to walk around with,” I say to Ted who is just about to finish paying.
“Wait, I can get that,” I say, taking out my wallet. I’m interrupted by Teddy’s hand putting my wallet back in my pocket.
“I’ll get this, you can get the coffee if you like?” he says. I’m not an idiot, I know the coffee will be no where near how much the tickets are. But I don’t argue. I can buy the next thing we do.
“Your favourite coffee is a mocha, right?” Teddy asks me as we walk towards a counter serving coffee. There’s a glass cabinet full of cakes and pastries that make my mouth water. The smell of coffee makes me smile widely.
“Yeah it is, how’d you know?” I ask as we inch closer to the counter.
