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)
Fuck, I slept through the night. For the first time since I found out that my brother was dead, I’m rested.
"Hmm." Teddy lets out a small moan, shifting her leg higher to throw it over me, her thigh pressing into my very hard cock. She runs her hand up my chest.
I remain still, allowing her to continue to explore, even though my hands itch to touch her, and my cock is begging me to do a lot more than that. I close my eyes, enjoying every damn second of the way her fingertips feel against me. With each stroke, she pulls me further under whatever spell she’s woven over me. I never want it to end.
“Are you fucking kidding me right now?” A familiar voice echoes through the room, causing me to open my eyes and Teddy to jolt awake. I wrap my arm around her to keep her from falling off the couch.
I spot Rich standing in the open doorway to the den, glaring at me. Shit, I can't even deny that I didn't intend to fall asleep. I knew what I was suggesting when I asked Teddy to lie down. It surprised me how quickly she had agreed to it.
“Crap.” Teddy’s eyes are blinking quickly, trying to get the sleep out of them. She tries to sit up, but I keep my hold on her for a fraction of a second before I release her so she can.
Even half-asleep and her hair a wild mess, she is breathtaking. I can picture her appearing the same in my bed, but her lips swollen because I hadn’t been able to stop kissing and tasting her. I know she’ll be the sweetest thing to ever touch my lips.
“What is going on?” Now Willa is there. “Oh shit,” she whispers, putting her hand over her mouth.
“You better start talking, motherfucker.” Rich charges into the room. I’m not sure what he is going to do, but I move quickly, sitting up and moving Teddy down on the couch as I stand, wanting her behind me. The last thing I want is for her to get hurt.
“This isn’t your business,” I tell him, which is bullshit. I don't know what's going on between her and Rich, but right now, I'm feeling extremely possessive of her.
“Not my business?” He steps even closer, almost in my face. I’m guessing he thinks I’m going to back down. Rich doesn’t scare me. Not a lot of things do anymore.
“Okay, everyone calm down.” Teddy tries to get between us, but I move her behind me again. “Hey, I’m not a doll. Stop moving me around.” She lets out an adorable huff.
“He’s taking advantage of you, Teddy,” Rich half-growls as Willa tugs on his arm, trying to get him to step back. Teddy grabs mine to do the same. I let her take me. Why not? She is focusing her attention on me, not him. It’s another fucked-up thought, but I can’t stop it. I have tried, and it's useless.
“Nothing is going on. Calm the hell down!” Teddy shouts. “We were watching Traitors, and we fell asleep.”
“Hey, you watched Traitors without me?” Willa gasps loudly enough that you would think that's the big issue here.
"Sorry. I can watch it again. I passed out after the second episode," Teddy rushes to say back.
“Nothing is going on. You sure about that, Teddy?” The little shit glances down, pointing out that I’m hard.
“Oh my God, Rich!” Willa smacks his arm. Teddy’s face flushes.
“Real juvenile, Rich,” she manages to get out even while her face is turning pinker by the second. What can I say? I am hard. It’s a natural state I’ve been enduring since I laid eyes on Teddy. “Men are always hard when they wake up.” What the fuck?
“And how would you know that?” There is that jealousy again. I’m not sure if I’m more pissed at Rich or at Teddy’s response at this moment.
“It’s common knowledge.” Teddy rolls her eyes. “What? Wait, what time is it?”
“Seven,” Willa answers her.
“Shit! Everyone needs to table this. I have to get ready.” Teddy darts past me. I want to reach out and grab her, but I control myself. She leaves me standing with Willa and Rich.
“You know how old she is, you fucking creep.” Over a decade younger than me.
“Rich, you heard Teddy. Table it.”
“Right.” He shakes his head, staring at me with disgust. “You said you weren’t like him.” Fuck, I think I would have rather he coldcocked me because that blow was a direct hit.
“I’d never hurt her.”
“You’re not going to get that chance,” Rich vows before he storms from the room.
“That was, oh.” Willa lets out a breath and blows her bangs across the top of her glasses, a detail I had never noticed before. I take in the rest of her, and the reality of why Teddy rushed out of here sinks in.