Page 34 of Love Shots

Curling her hands around his neck, she tugged his head down further so she could get deeper. Nerves be damned, she wanted more. She wanted all of him.

Teddy’s hands freely wandered. They gently brushed down her back, one stopping to grip her waist while the other traveled further south and landed on her ass. His strong grip only spurred her on more. Untangling one of her own hands, she let her fingers trail between them all the way down to the hem of his shirt. Taking the hint, Teddy helped her tug the material up and all the way over his head.

“Are you sure?” His breathless voice shot liquid heat right through her.

Her eyes went straight to his bare chest. So this was what a shirtless Teddy looked like. Glorious. Muscles over muscles speckled with a dusting of dark hair. Black ink traveled all the way up his arm, across his collarbone, and came to rest over his heart.

Holy mother of shitballs. He’s a work of art. A sexy-as-hell work of art.

“Doll?” Teddy’s deep rumble sent a shiver down her spine.

She tore her eyes away from that illustrious V-shaped muscle and met his fiery stare. “I’m sure, Teddy. I want you.”

As soon as the last word was out, his mouth crashed back down onto hers. Gasping in shock, he took advantage and plunged his tongue inside. Hungry didn’t even begin to cover the kiss he bestowed on her. Ravenous. Greedy. Starving. Was more like it.

Her top was next to be pushed up, and she lost his lips as it was torn over her head and tossed aside. Lucky for her, he was back on her seconds later, latching onto that sweet spot between her neck and shoulder. Launching a frenzied attack on her senses, he sucked, scraped, and soothed until she was sure her brain cells would never recover.

Both his hands now gripped her ass. “Be sure, doll, ’cause after we do this, there’s no turning back. You’ll be mine, Summer. Mine. And I don’t plan on letting you go.”

“I’ve always been yours, Teddy. Always.” She panted, trying desperately to catch her breath.

The grip on her butt tightened until she was airborne. Getting with the program, she held onto Teddy’s shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips. It was her turn to let her mouth explore as he walked them to the bedroom. Dragging her lips across his throat, she felt herself smile when a guttural groan ripped right through him and vibrated against her core.

“You know, when you say shit like that to me, doll, it makes me wanna tie you to my goddamn bed and do wicked ... wicked things to you.”

“Fine by me.”

Summer stifled a giggle as her words were met with a thunderous roar. Or was it a growl? Whatever it was, it was hot.

After being unceremoniously dropped onto the bed, she leaned on her elbows and got her first look at the beast she’d unleashed. Teddy stood at the foot of the bed, jaw clenched, chest heaving. He was clearly on the verge of losing all control. And she couldn’t wait to witness what that looked like.

“Clothes off,” was all he said as he unclasped his belt.

Who was she to deny him?

CHAPTER ELEVEN

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