“Why?”
“It’s just a watch.”
It was half a house to most people I’d grown up with, but I kept that thought to myself. I’d given away enough to him already, and I wanted what I’d come for.
I reached over my shoulder and fisted my T-shirt, yanking it over my head in one fluid movement.
Teddy watched me, unbuttoning his expensive shirt, revealing another layer beneath—a white vest as plain as my tee that I hated on sight because it denied my view of his body. “You are strong. And not from the gym, no?”
I snorted. “No.”
“Real life?”
“If you say so.”
Teddy nodded as if he understood a thousand times more than I’d told him. “Come here.”
I raised a brow.
He raised one right back and I cracked first.
I rounded the bed to where he stood and faced him down. “Is this the part where you tell me what to do?”
“Maybe. Or you could do whatever you like and see where it takes you.”
The inferno in my veins returned full force. I had no doubt that he was going to rise up at some point and give me an order I couldn’t refuse, but having free rein over him, for however long, was too tempting to pass up.
I gripped his undershirt and tugged it over his head. Keeping my eyes locked on his, I backed him against the wall, then I gave in and let myself look.
A strong, lean torso greeted me, dusted with the perfect amount of dark hair and ripped with sinewy muscle. He might’ve been smaller than me, but it was clear his compact frame could pack a punch.
His chest called to me. I wanted to bury my face in it and breathe him in while I fucked him.
But first...
I undid his belt and pulled it from the loops. It dropped to the floor from my careless fingers and I went for his tailored trousers next, popping the button and unzipping the fly.
Teddy leaned against the wall, sharp gaze all over me, though his posture was languid. Was he testing me? Or simply curious to what I’d do next? Either way, I was getting him naked.
I pushed the trousers away, sending his underwear with them for good measure.
His cock sprang free. He was hard, and my mouth fuckingwatered. I didn’t get on my knees for anyone, but I wanted to taste him so bad right now that a strangled sound escaped me.
Teddy trailed a cool fingertip down my bare chest. “Like what you see?”
“Yup.” How could I not? His body was a work of art, and his cock? Yeah. That was pretty too, the motherfucker.
“Let me undress you,” Teddy murmured.
I spread my hands, inviting him to do just that.
Teddy peeled his liquid frame off the wall and stepped close enough that my skin tingled, anticipating the moment we’d come together and the sparks flying between us would become a full-on Guy Fawkes display. He grasped the heavy skull buckle on my belt and unclipped it. Keeping his gaze on me, he undressed me in the same manner I had him, freeing my throbbing dick from the confines of its denim cage. “We’re both wearing socks.”
I looked down. He was right, but the issue was easily fixed. I ripped mine off and then his and tossed themsomewhere.
Then I stood back, bare and proud, letting him get a good look at what he’d invited into his bed.
His hot gaze turned appraising. “So the ink really does go everywhere?”
