Will I be able to do that though? If I thought that my love life was bad before, it will be even worse now. No man has ever compared to Ted Landon. Hang on, did he say if he was dating someone? What if he’s in love? I’m out here putting him on a pedestal and he’s probably in a relationship. With that thought, I shove my face in my pillow and scream. I need some sleep…
***
“Ted?” His eyes draw me in, make my heart race, and my whole body responds instantly. “What are you doing?” He knows I want him, I can feel the sexual tension rising with each exchange we have.
He crawls on the bed to greet me, like a predator coming for his prey. If he wanted to eat me alive, not going to lie, I’d let him. “I can’t stop thinking about you.”
I don’t get a chance to answer, his mouth is on mine in a heartbeat, his lips are kissing me, claiming me, his tongue invading my mouth. This isn’t an innocent teenage make out session like we shared six years ago, Ted is a bad boy now and he is here to take what he wants. No messing around.
“Fuck, you are so sexy,” he growls, his words vibrating all through my body. “I’ve missed you.”
There are no clothes in the way. Somehow, we are already naked, and his fingers find my soaking wet core. He explores the place that has been pulsing for him, probably since he first stepped into my house with dexterity and ease. I know that this is wrong, but that’s what makes it so exciting. I can’t stop touching him, I want to lick every part of his body. My hands travel south quickly, I want to know how hard he is for me.
“Shit!” He’s massive. So big that I don’t know if it will fit. “Ted, you feel so good. Your cock is incredible… I want you inside me… right now.”
He isn’t messing around. He pushes himself all the way in and stills, allowing me to adjust to his size. The minute he starts moving, a guttural moan comes from somewhere inside of me and it’s a noise I have never made in my life. I am usually pretty quiet in the bedroom. But with Ted, there’s a history. Maybe not sexually, but we’ve known each other so long, I am comfortable to let go.
“My Mom,” I whisper out, for a second fearing that she is going to catch me and Ted in the act. She might like my childhood best friend, but I don’t think she will want to see us fucking … but oh, of course, that isn’t an issue anymore. We’re adults, my mom is half the way around the world … “Oh God.”
I cling to Ted, digging my nails into his skin as every thrust hits all the right spots. God, he feels so good. How is it possible for one person to be so good in bed? He seems to know my body better than I do, having sex with this man is even better than anything I can give myself, and no one is supposed to be that good…
“Oh, Ted, Ted…” I can’t stop calling out his name as he sends me spinning. He’s pushing me, my body is tense with anticipation, but I’m also trying to savor every second. This is a moment that I want to commit to my memory forever, just in case it doesn’t happen again …
It’s not long before I crash through the intensity of a phenomenal orgasm. Every part of my body is sizzling and this is officially the happiest that I have ever been. This doesn’t just feel like a one-time thing right now, more like the start of something new and wonderful. I mean, I love Ted Landon, don’t I? That’s why no one else has ever compared. Because I have loved him ever since I was a girl and I still love him now.
Fate has brought us back together now.
“What the…?” I wake up confused and bolt upright in bed, my heart pounding with sweat completely covering my body. What the hell just happened? That was some crazy ass dream, and now I don’t know what to do. Sure, I have been mixed up since Ted showed up, but I shouldn’t be having dreams like that.
“What the fuck?” I whisper as I collapse back on to the bed.
Luckily, it’s dark, still the middle of the night so I have plenty of time to go back to sleep. Thank God I don’t have to face him with that dream looming over the breakfast table. Being around Ted again is challenging enough without me making it even harder. Sex and love are the last things that need to complicate things.