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Dress Up Your Teddy (Her Teddy Bear #3) Page 9
Author: Mimi Strong

He wrapped his arms around me and reached down to scoop both of my butt cheeks with his hands. “It's a Christmas party. Somebody has to do something outrageous.”

I pressed my body against his. “One more minute and I'm going to stick my little champion-gift-wrapping hands down your trousers and fish around for something to tie a bow around.”

His eyebrows shot up. “We should check on that hotel room. Make sure it's acceptable.”

“Sure.”

“We can always come back down to the party.”

My tone joking, I said, “Sure we can. That's totally going to happen.”

He ducked his head and looked both ways, then grabbed my hand and we snuck out without even saying goodbye to anyone.

We got in the elevator and he pressed the button for the top floor. My heart swooped with excitement as the elevator whooshed us up. I love that feeling when you reach the top, and you're light as air for an instant before you come to a stop. The sensation in my guts was a lot like the one I got when Trevor looked at me—a fluttering, like my heart had wings.

We walked down the hall, holding hands, and Trevor cursed the keycard for not working on the first try.

I snaked my arm around his waist and slipped between him and the door. “Guess you'll just have to ravage me in this hallway.”

He dropped to his knees and pushed the hem of my dress up, then kissed my mound through my panties, his breath hot.

I moaned and rested my head back against the door. “We should stop,” I said. “But don't.”

He massaged me with his lips and tongue, and then used one hand to pull my underwear to the side. He proceeded to lick up and down my lips, then slid the tip of his tongue around and around my nub. It seemed so natural to him, to pleasure me so easily. One hand was on my buttock, the other gently probing inside me, and he licked me so hard I saw stars.

I gasped, then said, “Save some for the room. I don't want to come out here in this hallway. I want you inside me.”

He gave me one more incredible lick, and then two more. He would have kept going until he had me shuddering on his tongue and finger, if I hadn't pushed him away.

I tried my keycard in the door, and this time it worked.

Inside the room, we fumbled in the dark, each trying to undress the other at the same time. I was so hot from him licking me in the hallway, I was practically growling with frustration at how many buttons he had on his shirt.

We got na**d and he pulled down the hotel bed covers and jumped on the white sheets. “Is this okay?” he asked as he switched on one of the lamps. “I want to see your beautiful body.”

“Sure.” I got up on the bed and crawled toward him like a panther.

He squirmed and said, “Sorry you have to look at me in this light.” He reached for the lamp, but I grabbed his arm.

“What are you talking about?”

He patted his stomach. “I'm not the skinniest guy. I know that. Not like all those tight bodies on all your friends and everyone at the theater.”

“Like who?”

“Like your friend Chad, and all those other people in the Nutcracker. I don't think there was five pounds of fat between the lot of them.”

I laughed because it was true, but stopped laughing when I realized Trevor was serious.

I straddled him, rocking my pu**y against his semi-firm erection. He'd been hard in the hallway, but something was distracting him.

“Trevor, I sometimes sense you pulling away from me. I always assumed it was because of your marriage, your baggage from that. Are you telling me you're embarrassed about your beautiful body?” I ran my fingers through his curly, dark chest hair and over his taut ni**les.

“I don't look like a calendar model,” he said, frowning. “I don't have a perfect body like you.”

“But you do. You do have a perfect body. You're strong, and you're healthy. You haven't had so much as a cold in the time I've known you. You're incredibly handsome, and all the women in your office have a crush on you … except my sister, of course, but she doesn't have good taste like I do.”

He turned his head to the side and closed his eyes as though blocking me out.

I leaned forward, resting on my arms against his broad chest, and stared at him silently until he opened his eyes and looked at me.

“You are perfect,” I said. “In every way. I love your body. I love your smile. I love everyone about you.” My eyes started to water. My voice was shaking. “I love you, Trevor.”

His chest shook as he took in a deep breath, almost like a sob. “You don't have to say that.”

“I know. But I did. And I mean it.”

He put his big hands on either side of my face and kissed me. “I love you too, Naomi.”

A drop of water landed on his cheek, and I wiped the tears from my eyes.

“Oh no,” he said.

“I'm fine.” I sniffed. “These are happy tears.”

I mashed my lips into him and kissed him, tenderly. We kissed and kissed, and I felt his passion for me growing. I was up high on his chest, so we were lip to lip, and he curled his torso up and nudged me down. I felt the head of his c**k between my legs, stiff and pushing against my entrance. I wriggled some more, and slid down on him, gasping at the sudden fullness.

I'd had my period the week before, so we hadn't been together like this for what felt like an eternity. His big, stiff c**k always felt so surprising inside me, but just for a moment. All my nerve endings in my pu**y lit up happily and sang his praises as he rocked me up and down on him.

He kept rocking his h*ps under me, pushing a little at a time, easing in. As it always did, his c**k felt so, so, so good. From cl*t to back was tingling, alive, my pu**y so full and deliciously stretched.

Soon he was all the way in, filling me to maximum pleasure, and I felt the tickle of his balls against my crack. I quickened the pace as I felt my orgasm coming, until I was riding him in a desperate fashion, panting and moaning, slipping up and down.

I didn't even realize he was also coming until he made a noise, a moan, and then as he came inside me, my orgasm rose up and shot through me like fireworks.

I was upright by now, on my knees, rocking my h*ps back and forth. He arched his back and pushed up like a bridge underneath me, supported by his heels and his shoulders. His face was so beautiful as he came.

At least, we sank back down into the bed, and I collapsed onto his chest so I could kiss his neck and chin.

“Wow,” I said. “You were like a real … rodeo bull or something there for a minute.”

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