of water. As I got his scent off me, I began to think more clearly. Why the hell had I come over? Were we back together, or was this simply what it looked like, a booty call?
After the shower, I stood at the foot of his bed, staring at the big, furry man in his big bed. He stirred in his sleep, grabbing at the cover on the bed and dragging it over himself, nearly covering all of him. I went to his side and coaxed him around so I could get the covers out from under him and then over him. He curled up and smiled in his sleep, looking so sweet and innocent.
I leaned down and kissed him on his cheek, then put on my clothes, and showed myself out.
As I drove home, singing along with the stereo, I felt good.
Grown-ups did stuff like this. They had sex and fulfilled each other's needs. I'd been craving something, and I'd gotten it. Oh, had I gotten it. I had a feeling I might be a little sore in the morning, a little bruised on the inner thighs.
I wondered if Trevor would even remember me in the morning, remember that I'd been there.
Would he call?
What had he meant when he'd said “make love to you”?
Sure, he wasn't willing to talk about his feelings, but that didn't mean he didn't still have them.
And what about me? What were my feelings? In addition to the overpowering lust and growing addiction I had for his incredible body and the pleasure it gave me, was there something else?
The End of Her Teddy Bear #2
Her Teddy Bear #3 (the final story) is available November 2, 2012
Show the author some support by posting a review, or liking her Facebook page.
Check out Mimi Strong's other great titles.
After the shower, I stood at the foot of his bed, staring at the big, furry man in his big bed. He stirred in his sleep, grabbing at the cover on the bed and dragging it over himself, nearly covering all of him. I went to his side and coaxed him around so I could get the covers out from under him and then over him. He curled up and smiled in his sleep, looking so sweet and innocent.
I leaned down and kissed him on his cheek, then put on my clothes, and showed myself out.
As I drove home, singing along with the stereo, I felt good.
Grown-ups did stuff like this. They had sex and fulfilled each other's needs. I'd been craving something, and I'd gotten it. Oh, had I gotten it. I had a feeling I might be a little sore in the morning, a little bruised on the inner thighs.
I wondered if Trevor would even remember me in the morning, remember that I'd been there.
Would he call?
What had he meant when he'd said “make love to you”?
Sure, he wasn't willing to talk about his feelings, but that didn't mean he didn't still have them.
And what about me? What were my feelings? In addition to the overpowering lust and growing addiction I had for his incredible body and the pleasure it gave me, was there something else?
The End of Her Teddy Bear #2
Her Teddy Bear #3 (the final story) is available November 2, 2012
Show the author some support by posting a review, or liking her Facebook page.
Check out Mimi Strong's other great titles.
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