Page 114 of Grease Monkey
My door bangs, and we both jump, our panicked faces turning toward the noise.
“You don’t think she’s here already?” Shay whispers, clutching my arm. “Like by speaking about her, we’ve summoned her?”
I side-eye my best friend like she’s crazy, but honestly, who knows with that woman?
The knocking sounds again, and I wearily drag myself to answer. My hand trembles as I unlock the door and slowly open it. My shoulders sag as Teddy pushes through, ducking down slightly and slinging me over his shoulder, swatting at my ass as I giggle.
“Put me down.” I laugh, kicking my legs until he bands an arm across them, rendering me helpless in his hold.
“Nope, sorry, couldn’t stay away. I tried, Ana, but I’m addicted.”
“It has been like an hour, you big dummy.”
Teddy swats my ass again as he kicks the door closed and walks into the living room. He tilts his chin up when he notices Shay.
“Cockblocker.”
“Teddy Bear.”
“Nice to see you without a hangover,” he says, keeping me over his shoulder.
“Nice to see you finally got your head out of your ass,” Shay counters.
“Nice if I could be put on my feet, so the blood stops pooling in my head,” I say, stretching down to tap Teddy’s butt.
“Sorry, baby,” he says, gently letting me to my feet, but wrapping his arm around my waist and drawing me in for a kiss.
Shay groans behind me. “Urgh,you guys are disgustingly sweet. Why am I suddenly getting flashbacks of being in high school again, like some bad acid reflux looking at you two?”
Teddy’s hand palms my ass as he presses my thigh against him. My eyes widen, and I inhale sharply as I feel the outline of his hard cock. When my eyes snap to his, his face morphs into a cocky grin as he subtly grinds his dick on my leg.
“Told you I was ad-dick-ted,” he whispers, then flicks his eyes toward Shay. “Can you get rid of her?”
“I can hear you, asshole,” Shay clips, pushing to her feet and stopping by our side. “Good thing this town has so many places to eat and drink, or I’d get bored. So what do you need? Fifteen? Twenty minutes?”
Teddy narrows his eyes playfully at Shay, and she grins devilishly back, holding her hand out. Teddy’s brows raise in question.
“Give me the keys to your place,” she says, shaking her hand impatiently. “I wanted to binge a series withmy best friendtoday,but since you get to monopolize her time, I’ll go do it on my own.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, suddenly feeling a little bad that we’ve barely seen each other since she arrived, thanks to my drama.
Teddy pulls his keys from his back pocket and hands them to Shay. She tosses them in the air and catches them. “Yeah, babe, I’m sure. If I got back with my hottie of an ex after seven years, I’d want to be banging his brains out all day long too.”
She pumps her fingers at Teddy again, and he stares at her empty hand. “What?”
“I need snacks,” she says, her face pulled into aDuh!expression. He tugs a fifty from his wallet, never releasing his hold on me, and hands her the bill. Shay does a little happy dance and finally heads for the door, yelling over her shoulder, “No glove, no love, you two.”
“She’s still a pain in my ass.” He laughs. “Now… where were we?”
His kiss is consuming as he walks us backward, tripping over the side table by the sofa, knocking a glass to the floor and making the TV shake, until he breathlessly asks, “Where’s the bedroom?”
I gesture somewhere over my shoulder, and his lips are on me again, kissing me like he has no intention of stopping. Like he’s making up for lost time, and I am so here for it. Every time our mouths collide, I can feel it all; the love he has for me, the terrified idea that I might leave him again, and the sliver of anger he’s trying to let go of. But I pour everything right back, imploring him to know I’m here and not going anywhere.
He strips my shirt up my body, breaking the kiss to tear it over my head, then does quick work to my pants. I laugh against his lips as he struggles to undress, tripping on his sweats as they refuse to leave his feet.
“Slow down. There’s no rush.” I chuckle, standing on his pants to pin them to the floor, so they slip from his feet.
“There is definitely a rush,” he says, unclipping my bra and then yanking my panties down my legs. He tugs at his underwear before bending over, bare ass in my face, to get his wallet out of his pocket. I sink onto the bed and lean forward, nipping his ass with my teeth, and he spins, eyes wide and his hand pressed to where I bit him.
