Total pages in book: 38
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35763 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
“I kinda like it when you pin me.” I slide my feet up and let my thighs drop open more so his body settles deeper into me. His cock presses right against my bare sex. He’s hard, but whenever he is pressed to me, he is.
“Teddy,” he groans, claiming my mouth. I part my lips to meet his tongue. I begin moving myself against him. He kisses me deeper as his cock slides between my folds, hitting my clit each time. We match each other's rhythm until he’s once again sending me over the edge.
I feel his body jerk and a low groan leave him. He buries his face in my neck, his warm, heavy breathing tickling my skin. West tightens his fingers slightly in mine.
“Did you ah—” I lick my bottom lip.
“Come?” he answers for me, lifting his head. “Yeah, I’ve been hard all night.”
“Sorry.”
“Don’t ever be sorry for that.” He presses a kiss to my lips.
“You’re still hard,” I point out.
“It’s fine.” He rolls off me. I sit up, grabbing the blanket.
“But maybe I could help you with it.”
“Come here.” He motions for me to lie down next to him, so I do, wanting to be close to him.
“What time is it?” I ask, resting my head on his shoulder.
“A few more hours till the sun comes up.”
“Good,” I sigh, not wanting to leave yet. “Did you get some sleep the other night before all hell broke loose?”
“It was the first night I slept more than a couple of hours in the past week.”
“I’m going to pretend it was me.”
“No need to pretend when it’s the truth.” He kisses the top of my head. “See, Teddy Bear? You take care of me too.”
I drape my arm over him, trying to stay awake, not caring if I get any sleep. I want to enjoy this, but I’m too comfortable. With my eyes fluttering open again, I see the sun peeking in from under the curtains, and I know I have to get up.
Ever so gently, I sit up so I can place a kiss onto West's lips before I slip from the bed. I don’t want to wake him. He needs to sleep. I quickly find my clothes on the floor and get dressed before sneaking back over to the guesthouse to get ready for school.
I snag my phone off the charger, realizing I still don’t have West’s number. Damn it. I do, however, have a handful of messages. I toss my phone into my bag. I’ll check them on my way to school.
I let out a sigh when I hop into the back of the Jeep, really not wanting to go to school today. All I want to do is crawl back into bed with West and stay there forever.
Chapter Seventeen
WEST
My mood is shit when I wake up alone. How the hell did I sleep through her getting out of bed? I throw the blankets back, grabbing my phone off the nightstand. I check her location and see that she is at school. Of course she is, but I had to see for myself.
I run my hand down my face, feeling rested even if I am annoyed. I force myself to get up. I can’t stare at her location all day. I head for the shower. I don’t want to wash off the smell of Teddy, but I have dry cum all over me.
Fuck, I can still taste her on my lips. Now that I’ve had a taste, I can’t help but want more. How the hell will I manage to keep my hands off her? To stay away when I know that she is so close. I’m not sure I’m capable of it.
When I enter my office, Jack is already there, coffee sitting on my desk. “Don’t start,” I tell him, dropping down into my chair and turning my laptop on. I place my phone on my desk, face up, with Teddy's location displayed on the screen.
“I didn’t say anything.” Jack is quiet for about three seconds. “But I thought you’d be in a better mood this morning.” He sits down at his own desk. I can hear him clicking away.
I should be in a good mood. To try and distract myself, I go through my emails. I inadvertently find myself scrolling through wedding rings on a jewelry website. What kind of ring would Teddy want? Would she want to stay on the island? Could I stay on the island?
“What does it mean if a woman sneaks out of your bedroom?” I find myself asking.
“Oh, you’re talking to me?” I glare over at Jack, who is only smirking. “It might not have been sneaking. She simply went to school.”
“She could have woken me up before she left.”
“Oh shit.” Jack bursts into laughter.
“What the fuck is so damn funny?”