Page 43 of True Blue

“Hmm… I’ve never had someone sneak me into their room before,” I smirk and whisper. “I feel kind of naughty.”

“Naughty, huh?” he grins, stepping closer to me.

I step backward, and he follows step for step, like we’re in a dance of our own. My back hits the wall, and Teddy raises his hands, boxing me in.

I don’t feel trapped, though I do feel hunted.

In the best way.

“Mhm,” I bite my lip as Teddy leans in, nose brushing against mine, trailing across my cheek and to my ears.

Shivers break out all across my skin, my hair stands on end.

“How naughty?”

“Very.”

Teddy lets out a low, rumbling sound, trailing his lips to mine, lingering there.

“Someone has to punish you then.”

“What kind of punishment?” I flick my tongue out and lick his lips before he moves his head away.

He grins, though he tries to adopt a scolding look. He cradles my face in his hands, his hold firm but tender.

“Fuck it,” he says, dropping the act before he slams his lips against mine.

My hands go to his hair, tangling through the strands and yanking him closer to me. Teddy’s roaming left hand trails over my hip, squeezing my ass, before he spins me around.

My back is to his chest now, and his hand tilts my chin to meet his lips again. The other squeezes my breast, before trailing down my stomach and cupping me through my jeans.

I whimper, muffled against his mouth.

“You have to be quiet, honey,” Teddy coos, kissing me sweetly. “Can you do that for me?”

I nod.

Even though I probably can’t. I’m not quiet, especially not in bed, but if Teddy’s mother were to catch us having sex in his childhood bedroom, I would probably die.

Or she would kill me.

Either way, a total nightmare scenario.

Teddy’s hand reaches under my shirt and trails up to my breast, slipping under my bra. I moan softly at the contact, Teddy tweaking my nipple. I whimper.

“Shh, baby,” he murmurs, kissing me harder, muffling the noise.

My hands reach back to tangle in his hair as he rocks against me, and I push back against him. My ass rubs against his hard cock, and I wiggle a bit, hearing him let out his own broken whimper.

“I like this punishment,” I tease.

With clumsy, frantic fingers, Teddy pulls the sweater over my head but doesn’t remove my bra, just pulls the cups down to expose my breasts to his hands.

He undoes my jeans and pulls them and my underwear down to my knees, before ripping his shirt over his head and pulling his hard, red cock out of his pants.

I reach back and grab it, stroking it a couple of times and enjoying how soft the skin is. He buries his face into my neck, groaning softly as I guide him to my wet entrance.

Not my favorite position, I like looking at Teddy’s face when we have sex, but variety is always fun, and this is the easiest position for this.