Page 122 of Grease Monkey
“I don’t fucking care,” he says, freeing my breasts and taking both in each hand. “I’ll buy her a new one. Right now, I need to come inside you.”
We’ve both gotten tested, and as soon as we got those negative results… well, I thought Teddy was insatiable before. But now, he’s like a man possessed.
I spread my legs, wiggling my hips, and he grins.
“Always my needy Ana Banana.” He fists his dick in his hand and drags it through my wet pussy, coating the tip in my arousal as my eyes flutter shut. “My fucking soaking Ana Banana.”
He pushes inside me, stretching me so deliciously my back arches. The same feeling floods my cells every time he bottoms out inside me. I’m home and that I was made solely for him.
I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my feet into his ass as he starts to move, thrusting in smooth, gentle motions until he loses control and can’t hold back. His fingers are biting into my skin, his hips bruising when they knock against mine, and his cock hits that spot that steals my breath each and every time that I feel faint.
“Yes, Teddy, yes,” I pant, sweat pricking at my hairline, my skin overheating as his magical dick leads me straight to my orgasm. I drop my knees wider, his fingers moving to brush against my clit, and I moan his name the way I know he likes as I topple over the edge and into ecstasy.
“Fuck, I love feeling your cunt squeeze my dick when you come. Love the way you gush around me. Your pretty pussy loves my cock inside her, doesn’t she?”
I silently scream, my head tilting back, pushing into the pillow as he continues to talk dirty to me.
“Fuck yes,” he moans, grunting as he releases inside me, slamming hard against me as he unloads all he has.
He flops to the side, taking me with him, his cock still buried in my pussy. We breathe hard against each other, our sweaty bodies pressed together as he cups the back of my head and kisses my forehead, my eyes, my nose, and then my lips.
“Give me five minutes, and we’ll go again.”
I giggle, burrowing my head in the crook of his shoulder. “You’re insatiable.”
“I did say thatI will never get enough of you.” He kisses the top of my head. “It’s about time you know that.”
Chapter Forty-Nine
Morgana
Two and a bit months later
“Hey, baby.” Teddy jumps onto the bed behind me, kissing the back of my shoulder. “What you doin’?”
I groan and close down yet another job advert that I’m underqualified for.
“Why is looking for jobs so hard?” I whine, fake crying, as I lean back against him and scrub at my eyes. “I knew my family had influence, but when you’re trying to do things on your own, it’s harder than I expected.”
Teddy’s fingers dig firmly into my traps, and I sag into him, my aching muscles from being bent over my laptop for hours loving the reprieve.
“How did your work take it when you called?”
I close my eyes. “Victoria was disappointed that I wasn’t coming back, but understood. She’s only sorry she couldn’t keep me on down her permanently since she liked what I’d done on the audit.”
My time in Phoenix auditing Bank of America had finished last week and the rent on the Airbnb was up tomorrow. Not that I used it since getting back together with Teddy, as he swiftly moved me into his apartment and told me this was my home now too, but I had to call my boss and tell her I wasn’t coming back.
Skip had left to go back to New York two days after arriving for the big blow-up with Mom, and Shay returned not long after, deciding she was going to go on that European cruise with her parents after all. And Teddy and I had been back in our little bubble ever since.
“You know the offer to come and work for me still stands, right?”
“I know, and I appreciate it, I do. But I want something that’s my own, not because of my parents’ connections or because I’m sleeping with the boss.”
Teddy groans, dropping his head and biting in between my neck and shoulder. “But if you did work for me, I could tie you up again with jumper cables and make you scream any time you wanted.”
I laugh and squirm against him, remembering the way he bound me naked in his garage and made me come harder and so much more than I’ve ever come in my life. I was so exhausted, he had to carry me up the stairs to bed.
“It’s probably a good idea I don’t take you up on your offer, then,” I tease. “You’d never get any work done.”
