“Would you now?” he asks.
I nod, licking my lips as my eyes follow the bead of water trailing from his chest down to the soft curve of his belly. “Uh-huh.”
“And why should I believe you, after that little tease earlier?”
Standing, I trail my fingertips softly along the top of the towel as I walk around to his back. “I guess you’ll just have to trust me,” I say, tugging the towel off his body. “Hands on the bed.”
Teddy only hesitates for a second before he turns to face the bed and bends forward. For the second time tonight, I drop to my knees. This time, though, I intend to follow through. Leaning forward, I lick from his taint to his hole. When his arms give out, his knees quickly follow suit until his chest meets the mattress. I grab his ass cheeks, pulling them apart, and begin to devour the man beneath me. Trembling, he cries out. His words are garbled, lost in the bedding. His hips rock back and forth, seeking friction for his neglected cock. I give one last long lick to his hole before urging him to flip over onto his back.
I rush to stand, then lean down, intending to kiss him, but freeze when my cock, red and angry and leaking, comes into contact with his, and we both hiss. The pleasure is overwhelming. I swipe my hand over myself, collecting as much pre-cum from my tip as I can, before wrapping my hand around the both of us.Fuuuck me.My back arches, and a whine pierces the air from beneath me.
My hips start to move. Teddy’s fingertips dig into my ass, encouraging me to move faster, but my hand isn’t big enough to hold on to both of us. The faster I go, the more I lose my grip. He brushes my hand out of the way, replacing it with his own. This time, when I move, the pressure from his firm hold remains steady. A few strokes have me ready to bust, and Teddy doesn’t look to be too far behind me. When he lifts his head and takes my mouth with his, fireworks explode behind my eyes, and with a gasp, we both come.
“Wow,” I say when I can breathe again.
“Wow,” he repeats. “We’re pretty dang good at this.”
“Damn right we are!” My enthusiasm pulls a chuckle out of Teddy.
My body is sated and heavy. So much so, I’m almost willing to deal with the regrets I’m sure to have if I don’t clean up.Sounds like a problem for tomorrow me.
Ever the caretaker, Teddy lumbers to his feet. I miss his return, and startle when the warm cloth comes into contact with my stomach. For such a big man, he moves so quietly. After ensuring we’re both clean and the towel has been deposited into the hamper, he climbs into bed and opens his arms. I dive into his hold, getting as close as humanly possible. He doesn’t even complain when I press my cold toes to his calf.
Cooper
A hand wraps around my wrist, and reality slowly invades my senses. My skin is slick with sweat. I’m shaking, and my hand cramps. The cramp draws my attention to the vise grip I have on my pocketknife that’s pressed against my skin. With a sharp inhale, I quickly release it, allowing it to fall to the ground. A slow glance around tells me that I’m standing in the middle of our bathroom.How did I get here?
“LB, talk to me. What’s going on?” Teddy says softly.
Shaking my head, trying to clear the fog, I respond. “I… I don’t know.”
His brows dip low in confusion. “What’s the last thing you remember?”
“I remember dropping Max off at the airport. Then…” I scrub my hand across my face and start to pace. My agitation feels like ants crawling under my skin.Think. What happened after you dropped Max off?“I came home.” I pause again, fighting to piece together the memories. “My attention was so caught up on anidea for a tattoo that I wanted to get sketched out, I almost forgot about you asking me to check the mail—” A gasp escapes me, and I turn towards Teddy, burying my face in his chest. I breathe in his scent, trying to ground myself.
“Max’s flight was at four this afternoon. It’s a little after eight now. Have you been in here like this the entire time?”
“I must have been. It was the mail, Teddy. The letter. We finally have a court date.”
I feel him stiffen when the significance hits him. His hands come to my face, lifting until I meet his gaze. “I’m so proud of you, baby.”
“How can you be proud of me right now? You found me in the bathroom with a knife to my arm!”
Completely unfazed by my outburst, he kisses my forehead and smooths my brow with his thumb. “Exactly. I found you without a single mark on your skin. You stood here for at least three hours fighting with yourself after facing a major trigger all alone.”
“I didn’t cut myself,” I say, slightly dazed. He shakes his head. “I fought it.” A nod. “I won.” The smile that spreads across his face makes my heart skip a beat.
“Dang right, you won. I’m so proud of you, baby. You are stronger than anyone I have ever met, and I love you more than words could ever express.”
“I love you, too,” I choke out, trying to hold back my tears.Seriously? More tears? Absolutely not.
“In the morning, we’ll need to call Dr. Krazinski, but tonight, let’s focus on the win.” I know he’s right, so I just nod. “What do you wanna do for dinner?” he asks. “Wanna go out? Order in? Want me to cook?”
“I don’t really want to be around a crowd right now, and you just got off of a twelve-hour shift. You shouldn’t be cooking. Whydon’t we order some Chinese and watch that movie we’ve been talking about?”
“Sounds perfect. I’ll call and place the order before I shower and change. Why don’t you go get the blankets, drinks, and snacks, and I’ll meet you on the couch?
“Deal.” I say, puckering my lips in a silent demand, and Teddy leans down to meet me. The kiss is slow and gentle, more of a breathing each other in than anything. A sigh escapes me when I finally pull away. “Don’t take too long.” He just smiles and gently pushes me towards the door.
