Page 48 of Grease Monkey
I nod, and he releases me.
“Love you, sis.”
“Love you too, Skippy.” Ana laughs, her shoulders sagging a little as she watches her brother disappear back into the kitchen. She leans against me and looks up. “I can’t believe you did this for me.”
“I’d give you the world, Ana, if you wanted it.”
She chews her lip, shaking her head. “When did you get so cheesy?”
Chapter Nineteen
Teddy
New York at night is amazing. The buildings. The lights. The atmosphere. No wonder people all over the world come here to experience it all. I glance at Ana, admiring everything as we walk toward the hotel. Since dinner, she’s had this massive smile that’s never once faltered, and I’ve decided I’ll do everything I can to keep it on her face.
Pushing the button to the elevator, she leans against the mirrored wall and crooks her finger. I eat up the short distance, pressing my hips into hers.
“I’m ready.”
My eyebrows knit together. “Ready?”
She nods and tucks a curly tendril behind her ear.
“Yeah. I’m… erm… I’m ready to have sex.” She blushes so fucking prettily, and it’s hard not to drop my pants and fuck her right here. I’ve been waiting for those magic words for so damn long. Quickly, she tacks on, “With you, I mean. I’m ready to have sex with you.”
I laugh, unable to help myself. “Well, thank fuck it’s with me and not the random busboy back at the restaurant. He was checking you out all night.”
“He was not,” she scoffs, lightly hitting my chest with the back of her hand.
I sober and crowd into her space. “Are you sure, Ana? You don’t have to do this because you think you owe me for tonight.”
“It’s not that,” she says and immediately grabs my shirt. “I think I’ve been ready for a while. I was just waiting for…”
“Something special?”
She drops her head, her cheeks flaming. “It’s stupid.”
“It’s not.” I put two fingers under her chin, tilting her head upward. “I wanted to make sure it was special too. I want to take care of you, baby. Make sure you enjoy it as much as I know I will.”
She exhales quickly through her nose, her eyes more blue than green as she stares up at me. “How can you be so sure you’ll enjoy it? I could suck at this.”
I press my hard cock against her thigh, letting her feel how much I know this will be off-the-charts good.
“Because you’ve made me come harder than anyone else with just your hand and your mouth. I know your pussy will be the same.”
“Teddy.” The way she says my name in a breathy moan has me forgetting we are in an elevator climbing floors by the second, and it can stop at any time, letting strangers join us in the small car and get a show, but I don’t care as my mouth crashes onto hers, nipping and biting and sucking. I force my tongue past her lips and tangle it with hers, and she grasps and clutches at my shirt, pulling it like she’s trying to tear it from my back.
The elevator dings, and she pushes me back as the door opens to our floor. Grabbing her hand, I practically run down the hallway, fumbling with my wallet to pull the key card from the little slot and slam it into the reader. The door is barely unlocked before I push Ana through it, grabbing the hem of her little black dress and yanking it over her head.
I have never seen anything sexier than Morgana Adler in a matching set of a white bra and panties, her tanned skin making the lace even more virginal now that the seriousness of what we are about to do bares heavy. I stalk toward her, aware that I’m fully dressed, as I stare at her unbelievable body. My thumb brushes over the waistline of her panties, her skin pebbling under my touch. By her sides, her hands shake, and she balls them into fists, thinking I’ve not noticed.
I take them in mine and hold them between us.
“Ana,” I whisper, and her eyes close. “Ana, look at me. Are you sure?”
“Yes.” It’s so quiet that I need her to repeat it.
“Ana, I need you to say it louder. Are you sure?”
