48. Teddy
Teddy
F uck, I’m nervous.
I blow out a breath after I take off my helmet.
Placing it on the seat of my bike, I head up the steps into Lottie’s house.
Not for the first time, I wish she lived with me.
My house still isn’t fit for even me to live in at the moment.
Levi did a walk-through with me, and we made a plan to update and expand the house so Lottie and I could turn it into our home, but they’ve got some other projects going right now.
It’s going to be a few months before they can get to mine.
Lottie and I have gotten into a routine at this point. She spends a few days at my house, and I spend a few days at hers. It’s worked out rather well, and it’s not very often that we don’t sleep in the same bed.
“Hey, Sparkles, you ready?” I ask into the quiet house. Lottie strolls down the stairs, looking like a vision in a light blue sundress. “Damn, woman. You trying to kill me?”
Lottie’s cheeks flush, and a satisfied smile tilts the side of her mouth. She steps into my chest, and I wrap my arm around her waist to pull her tight to me. I’ll never get enough of the way her curves feel pressed against my body.
It’s been almost five months since we first started seeing each other, yet it feels like yesterday that I walked into Jones’s Diner for lunch that first time.
I kiss her hard, reveling in the little whimper she makes into my mouth. “Fuck, I could eat you right now.”
Lottie smirks. “We could make that happen.”
I shake my head at the indecent thoughts I have running through my head. “No, I’ve got a plan. We need to get going.”
“Get going where?”
“You’ll see. Come on.” I lead her by the hand out to my bike. She gets her dress situated under her ass so she won’t flash the whole town on the drive to the lookout. It seems to have become our spot for those times when we want to feel like the only people in the world.
She hops off my bike, and the second I stand from the seat, she kneels on her leather jacket and starts yanking at the button of my pants.
“What…? Uh.” I can’t even form words at the sight in front of me. She’s pulling at my rapidly growing cock, jacking me in all the right ways to make my head dizzy from blood loss. Jesus fuck, she’s a siren out to drown me in lust.
Her mouth wraps around me in a silky caress, and when she sucks me to the back of her throat, I lose all conscious thought. My fingers spear into her hair as my hips begin to thrust into her. Goddamn, she’s amazing.
Lottie’s moans pull me out of my sex haze, and I marvel at the tears streaking down her cheeks, yet she couldn’t look more turned on right now.
I pull out of her mouth, needing to be inside her more than I need air right now. I yank her up into my chest to press an urgent kiss to her swollen lips. “You know how much I love you? ”
Her smile is dazzling as she nods.
“Good. Lean over my bike.”
She follows my order immediately, pushing her gorgeous ass into the air. I flip her skirt up, revealing the black thong strung between her ass cheeks. I groan at the sight.
In half a second, I have her underwear at her feet and her legs spread wide. I could come right now just looking at her. But I want to be inside her more.
“Please, Teddy,” Lottie moans.
“You want this?” I slide my cock head up and down her wet slit.
“More than anything.”
“More than you’d want to marry me?” I thrust into Lottie. Hard. I don’t want her answer yet. She threw off my entire afternoon with her little stunt. I’m not complaining, but I’m going to make her squirm a bit as punishment.
“Teddy,” she breathes.
I keep thrusting into her, each stroke slow and deep. Reaching out, I grip her throat to pull her up to my chest. “Well, do you want to marry me?”
She gasps. “Are you serious?”
“Mm-hmm. I had a whole romantic afternoon planned, but you had to go and ruin it with your sexy-as-hell stunt. So… Will.” Thrust. “You.” Thrust . “Marry.” Thrust . “Me?”
“Yes!” Lottie’s pussy clamps down around me as she comes. I’m not sure if her outburst is in response to my question or to her orgasm, but either way, it sets me off.
I shudder, my cock pulsing deep inside of Lottie as I come harder than I ever have.
We’re both panting as we come down from the high. I’m still holding her up against my chest. It’s a wonder my legs haven’t given out on me.
I pull out of her with a shiver and use the wet wipes I keep in my saddle bag to clean her up. I then grab the black velvet ring box I stashed in there and put it into the pocket of the pants I never took off.
I should’ve known this was never going to go how I planned.
Lottie pulls her underwear back on while I use her distraction to kneel down.
Her eyes widen, then slowly blink at me when she finally turns around. “Teddy.”
“I wasn’t kidding earlier. I had a whole afternoon planned to romance you, and then you pulled out that sexy siren shit and threw me off.” I open the ring box. “I love you, Lottie, heart and soul. Will you marry me?”
“I meant it before, and I mean it now. Yes, I will marry you.” She throws her arms around my neck, and I pour every ounce of love I have for her into this hug.
When she pulls away, I slip the ring onto her finger. Holy fuck, it fits. “I can’t believe it fits.”
Lottie giggles. “You didn’t get my ring size from my mom?”
“No, because I hadn’t planned on buying a ring when I found this one. Remember my very first case? The guy who was buying a ring for his girlfriend? That’s when I found it.”
“That was like a month ago.”
“I know. It’s been a bitch holding on to it for so long. I’ve wanted to give it to you since I bought it. Do you know how hard it is to get your Mom and Dad alone without anyone asking questions?”
Lottie giggles at my plight. “You asked my parents?”
“Of course I did. Your mom squealed when I showed her the ring, and your dad hugged me. I almost cried.”
After Lottie’s kidnapping, Jackson helped me find a great therapist who specializes in PTSD in veterans.
I meet with them every week, and it’s as if they’ve cracked open my tough outer shell.
My emotions always seem to be hovering under the surface, coming out of me at the drop of a hat.
For someone who isn’t used to feeling so many things on a regular basis, it’s been hard to adjust.
Lottie leans in to kiss me. Her soft lips are still a little swollen from the earlier abuse. “I love you so much, Teddy Kavanagh.”
“You’re my everything, Charlotte Jackson. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”