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I GAZED DOWN AT THE crown of Teddy’s head, feeling myself inside her and around her at the same time. My hand on the back of her skull cradled her loving gently, moving with every piston of her lips. I wasn’t holding her in place, just feeling the shape of her as she pleasured me. It was mind-numbing.
Nothing else mattered in that moment, not the lawsuit with Nikki, not the legal troubles with Pierce. I could have been sitting on the edge of the world, about to plunge into the vastness of space and I wouldn’t have cared.
Teddy was all-consuming. She brought her mouth down around me again and again, swallowing me whole and coming back for more. I felt like I was losing it. Reality leaked away, replaced with hot, dark passion that threatened to steal my very soul.
She had me hanging on by a thread. I had to force myself to breathe. Nothing else seemed to matter beyond the thousands of nerve endings she was massaging with her tongue. I could feel the urgency building, and I didn’t want it to end there.
Releasing her head, I took her by the hands, lifting her up from her position of submission. She smacked her lips greedily, her eyes hazy with lust. I kissed her hard, lowering her down onto the couch beside me.
There was one last chore to attend to. Her panties remained clinging to her abdomen, thwarting any advance I might try. I tucked two fingers beneath her waistband and eased them down past her thighs. She hurried to help me, drawing first one creamy leg out and then the other. I dropped the thing on the floor beside the couch, not giving a single thought to whether she might want to put them back on later.
She parted her knees, pushing one up against the back of the sofa, and laying the other down on the couch cushions. I fit neatly inside, laying my entire body on top of hers. I stroked her hair, looking deep into her eyes before committing to the deed.
“I love you,” I said simply. They were the only words I could summon at the moment, and I knew I would never regret them.
“I love you too,” she answered, rising up to kiss me on the lips.
I tasted the salt of my own rod, and it was sinful. In all my life I never once wondered what a cock tasted like, but on her lips, it was the perfect, naughty flavor. I sank down into the kiss, tracing the path that my tool had taken.
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling me tight. I ignored the rest of the act for the moment, feeling no reason to rush. My dick slid between her lower lips as our hips connected. It wasn’t penetration yet, but it was close.
Devouring her lips, I saw fireworks. Her body curved deliciously beneath me. I could feel her chest heaving, her breasts crushed between us. The muscles of her stomach clenched, and her hips swayed, hungry for my touch.
I planted one hand on her outer hip to feel the shape of her as I entered her body. Her passageway was so slick, I didn’t need any help finding the entrance. All it took was one slight tilt of my pelvis to bring my soldier into action. He rose to the challenge, taking on a life of his own as Teddy opened herself up.
My mind dissolved into a million shimmering pieces as the beauty of her inner regions unfolded beneath me. She was a thousand times softer than velvet, impossibly smooth and welcoming. The heat of the moment washed up over me, carrying me away on silky hands. I lowered myself down until our bones connected and I couldn’t reach any further. Pausing to savor the moment, I allowed myself to inhale and exhale slowly. It would be over far too soon, and I wanted to make it last.
She gazed up at me with a look that made me think I was magical. We were right there together, dancing alone within the confines of paradise. Her fingers trailed delicately down my back, her nails a whisper against my skin. I ground my hips into hers, nailing her to the couch with a definitive move that told her I wasn’t going to be gentle forever.
She responded by gripping my backside, helping me milk that last half inch. I spent one last heart beat waiting for the right moment before beginning a slow climb toward oblivion. Mirroring her movements just minutes before, I pulled the bulk of my cock out of her grasp before sending it rocketing back home with intimate force.
She moaned, wrapping her legs around my waist to give me that much more access. I reared back and struck again, delighted when she met me halfway. We fell into a rhythm. I gripped her hand and pressed it against the arm of the sofa.
Sneaking a glance, I saw that her eyes were pressed shut. She thrust her chin forward, concentrating on her lower body. Relinquishing everything to the primal nature of our lovemaking, I rutted my girlfriend until we were both panting and sweating. Every thrust of my sword brought me closer to release. Every pierce of the blade made her cry out with satisfaction.
I pressed my eyes shut, knowing that I was close to the point of no return. We were nearing the top of our climb, and the sun was on the horizon. I grabbed a fistful of her hair, unable to be as careful as I had been when the journey started. She screamed in sheer delight, twisting and bucking beneath me.
I thundered into her for the final strokes, losing myself to my animal side. She tensed up, her thighs squeezing into my rib cage, her arms crushing my chest. I felt the release flood through her at the same instant it struck me. We reached climax at the exact same instant, our bodies lit with raging passion.
Blood thundered through my ears, and a wave of dizziness crashed over me. I held on to her as my soul erupted into hers. Our essence comingled; the boundaries between us blurred. For one precious moment, we were the same person, joined through love and destined to walk the remainder of our lives together.
The earth steadied, and my thoughts came back to me piecemeal. I felt cool air on my back as our bodies shed the heat of the moment. The couch beneath her backside was comfortable, yet not built for such aerobic activity. I eased myself up onto my knees, out of her tender canal and over onto the sofa beside her.
Stretching an arm under her neck, I pulled her close. We kissed and lay there for a moment until the awkward angle of the couch arm forced us to sit up. Suddenly, the tension between us flooded back. I wasn’t sure that making love had been the right thing to do. It didn’t change anything. I still loved her, but I was unsure if we were meant to be together.
Reaching for my pants, I tried to play it off like I was just moving on to the next activity. A thousand questions crowded in on me as I fit one leg and then the other through the worn denim. Should I ask her to spend the night? Did we need to talk about this? Was she expecting something from me? I couldn’t make heads or tails of the situation, and I was just stalling by pulling my clothes back on.
She took a page from my book, hunting around on the floor for her cast-off undergarments. Finding them, she stepped back into her underwear and re-hooked her bra. I watched as she slipped back into her dress, turning around so that I could zip it up for her.
I wasn’t sure what to say. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted, much less what was best for us as a couple. Part of me wished she would break the ice and come up with a game plan that would satisfy both of us. But she seemed just as dumbstruck as I was. Neither of us breathed a word until we were both fully clothed.
“Should we talk about this?” she asked hesitantly.
“Do you want to talk about it?” I responded.
“I don’t know.” She chewed her bottom lip. “Thank you, I guess.”
I smiled, unsure how to take that. Thanking someone for sex wasn’t exactly romantic. It felt more like we had just conducted a trade agreement that had been mutually beneficial. If she didn’t want to talk about what had just happened, then I wasn’t going to push it.
“I’m not sure this changes anything,” I said.
“Okay,” she agreed reluctantly.
I could see the disappointment on her face and wished that I felt differently. The original problem still remained, however. I wasn’t sure if she could handle everything that was going on in my life. There was my pending court date with Nikki and the whole issue around the theft that still had to be resolved. If I knew that she had the fortitude to stand by my side and never waver, that would be one thing. But I wasn’t sure that she had it in her, and no matter how beautiful, kind or loving she was, that hadn’t changed.
“I shouldn’t have let things go that far,” I relented. “You’re just so sexy.”
She smiled sadly, reaching for her shoes. Slipping them on, she stood back up, ready to leave. “It takes two to tango,” she said.
I nodded my agreement. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
“You don’t have to do that,” she said quickly.
“Teddy.” I touched her arm, thinking of something at the last minute. “Would you come with me to visit my brother on Wednesday night? He’d like to make amends for the way he treated you.”
“Of course,” she said without hesitation. “All you had to do was ask.”
I grabbed her coat and helped her put it on. We walked outside together like two strangers who had recently shared a meal together. We weren’t sure how to approach each other, whether we should hug or kiss or simply shake hands.
She opened the driver’s side door, and I reached down to help her. Our fingers touched, and electricity shot up my arm. I pulled away as if burned, but then put my hand back on the door, a few inches away from hers.
She glanced up, reading my mind. It was almost painful to let her go without coming to any real resolution. I loved her, and she loved me, but that wasn’t enough. I could tell that she was eager to resurrect our old relationship and it was me that was holding us back. But I had to protect my heart. I couldn’t ignore the warning signs that were flashing in my mind. It was better this way, even though it felt like torture at the moment.
Teddy slipped into the driver’s seat and gave me a courageous smile. I shut the door when her arms and legs were secure, tapping on the roof like some police officer out of a 1990s television drama. Good grief. I was losing it.
She drove away, leaving me alone in my driveway. Across the grass and through the hedges, I thought I could see colorful lights in the distance. The neighbors probably had their Christmas lights up, and they must have been bright if I could see them from my property.
It was one more thing that I had to attend to, but that was way down on my list. Christmas was a time of togetherness, yet I felt more alone than ever. I wished that Teddy and I could patch things up, find a way to focus on what really mattered. But as much as I wanted things to work out, I needed to be sure that she wasn’t going to push me away again.
