by Jen Andrews
He held his hands out to me and helped me up from the bed. My legs felt rubbery, but I quickly recovered. I slipped my arms around his waist and hugged him.
“Thank you for taking care of me and for being here when I needed someone,” I said against his chest.
He hugged me and kissed the side of my head. “I’ll never be anywhere else, and I will always be here for you, Teagan. Always.”
Why did it feel like he sincerely meant every single word he’d just said to me? We were still too new, and all the thoughts and feelings from the last several weeks still weighed heavily on my mind.
So why did I feel the need to grope and tease him constantly? Because I wanted him badly, and I wanted him to want me, too.
Granted, I didn’t do one-night stands or anything like that, but I wasn’t a prude by any means. He was my boyfriend now, right? I could try to blame my actions on the Vicodin, but that wasn’t the reason. I’ve had my hand down his shorts and touched him multiple times without the assistance of meds, but he had told me repeatedly how he didn’t want our relationship to move too fast.
So what had I done? I’d freaking licked him.
Twice.
Perfect, I was acting like a horny teenage boy. At least neither of us was sorry about it.
“Teagan, what just happened here?” Jeremy asked, brushing his hand over my hair, while his other arm stayed locked tightly around my waist. “Your entire demeanor changed.”
Did he really notice that? Wow, I was impressed with his intuition. Even though he was inexperienced at being in an actual relationship, he’d read my body language like a book.
“I’m sorry, Jeremy. I was thinking how you’ve asked me not to tease you, yet I keep doing it.” I tilted my head to look at him, glad to find him smiling and not upset with me.
“I said I’m not sorry you did it, Teagan. It was very hard to leave you here and go back to work, but I swear I’m being good with our relationship. I can’t mess it up. If I do, I’ll never forgive myself.” He let out a breath to ease his tension, but it didn’t make me feel any less guilty for being so forward with him when he was trying to change his ways. For me.
“Look, I have no idea how I’m supposed to do this relationship thing, but—”
“Jeremy, this is new to me too. I’ve never had a boyfriend who is doing it all backward. It’s usually the other way around and the man is the one waiting on me. I’ll be honest, I am physically attracted to you in a way I’ve never been with anyone else, and it’s making me act differently than I normally do. I’m really sorry for torturing you, and I will try to stop.”
Jeremy laughed and scrubbed his hands over his face. “I do believe this is the craziest conversation I’ve ever had.” He paused and took a step back. “Let me also point out I’ve never been more attracted to anyone in my life, Teagan.”
“Alright, now that’s out of the way, let’s get out of here and go grocery shopping. I’m restocking your kitchen for putting up with Reese and me for a week.”
I turned around to put Zoey’s bed back together. Hearing Jeremy chuckle from behind me, I turned back to him. “What are you laughing at, Mr. James?” I cocked an eyebrow at him.
He grinned at me guiltily. “Is it too early in our relationship for me to express an observation about your tits and ass?”
“Please, feel free to speak your mind. This has to be good if you’re asking first.”
Jeremy spun me around to face the bed. “Lean over and put your hands on the bed.” He spoke in a hushed tone, his breath in my ear. Bending at the waist, I placed my palms flat on the bed.
God, I loved it when he was close to me, talking so only I could hear him. Every word from his mouth meant for me, and only me. His arms went around me then he dragged his fingertips gently across my breasts, directly over the logo on my tank top. My nipples hardened immediately from his soft touch.
Leaning over me, pushing his pelvis against my butt, I could feel his erection through his pants. He gripped my hips tightly and moved his hips from side to side, his body pressing against mine. He stopped abruptly but didn’t back away.
“I want to let you know how seeing my last name scrawled across your perfect tits and ass has made it hard to concentrate since I left you here earlier.”
My panties were officially soaked now. Jeremy gave me a hard smack to my right butt cheek and my lady parts ached for his hands to make their way there for a little special attention too.
“That’s payback for what you did to me this morning on our run,” he said before nipping my shoulder and running the tip of his tongue up the side of my neck.
Oh that was a dirty trick! But I liked it . . . a lot . . .
I turned and faced him, looking him straight in the eyes. “It’s on now you big tease—you’d better watch your back.”
Making sure to brush my “perfect tits” across his arm as I went, I walked over to the full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom and checked out my James Racing gear. The tiny shorts I was wearing also had the James logo scrawled across the butt.
“You’re right, my tits and ass do look great in this outfit. Now, let’s get to the store so I can show the whole neighborhood how magnificent they are.”
His mouth dropped open and he stepped over to the closet and pulled the doors open. “There’s got to be a jacket in here somewhere,” he muttered so quietly I barely heard him as he searched the closet.
“Come on. Your name is on my shirt and shorts so I’m pretty sure everyone will know I’m yours.” I kissed his cheek and closed the closet doors. Taking his hand, I laced our fingers together and grabbed my purse from the bed. We left Zoey’s place and Jeremy drove us to the grocery store near our houses. The same store I’d seen him and his sister shopping with Hannah. That day was horrible, so I quickly pushed it from my thoughts.
Jeremy’s little tits and ass stunt earlier—which I very thoroughly enjoyed—gave me an idea.
First, we hit the produce department. While Jeremy was filling a plastic bag with bell peppers, I picked up a small zucchini. “Psst, Jeremy . . .” I whispered loudly across the aisle.
He turned toward me, and I held the zucchini up to inspect it and then very deliberately looked between it and his crotch several times.
His mouth dropped open and he shook his head adamantly. “You’re insulting!” he whisper-growled back across the aisle at me, but he had a sly grin on his face as he said it.
Laughing, I dropped the zucchini and a few more into a bag and moved on. I was picking out a few tomatoes when Jeremy tapped on my shoulder. He was standing so close I was squished between him and the cart, and unable to face him.
“Hold out your hand, you brat,” he said.
I held out my hand, and he dropped a giant cucumber onto my palm, then turned and walked away.
I burst out laughing. Oh, this is fun!
The next time I saw him, he was holding a lemon in one hand and a lime in the other hand, pretending to size them up with my boobs. I was a full C cup, so I knew he was getting me back for the zucchini joke.
I picked up two oranges, and traded him for the lemon and lime. “These are more accurate,” I said as I turned on my heel and walked away. I heard him chuckle as I made my way back to our shopping cart.
For the next few minutes, we actually shopped like normal people would. Then Jeremy disappeared. I finally found him in front of a bin of peaches. He had one bag full already and was filling another bag.
“Do you have a thing for peaches?”
A mischievous grin lit his face when he put both bags of peaches in the cart. He stepped behind me and pushed the cart, his hands on the handle next to mine. Jeremy leaned in close and whispered, “I fucking love peaches.”
For some reason, the way he said it made my entire body heat and my face flush, not to mention send a jolt of pleasure straight to my girly parts.
“What’s so special about peaches?” I asked, waiting to see how far he was willing to go. The an
ticipation was killing me.
Jeremy leaned in close to my ear again. “They’re sweet and juicy for starters. Secondly, I love the way they taste. But, my favorite part of all is how the juice drips down my chin while I eat them.”
Well, now, that is quite possibly the dirtiest, but most delicious description of a peach I’d ever heard in my life.
“Isn’t that a little . . . messy?” I whispered back as we pushed the cart.
“Nah, I just lick and suck it all off. I don’t want to waste a drop of that sweet nectar,” he said in a low voice.
“You are a dirty, dirty boy, Jeremy James.” I flicked my tongue out to lick his neck.
He groaned, and his body stiffened behind me.
I stopped in front of the sausage and bacon section of the meat department. “Can you grab a couple packs of bacon?” I asked, setting him up for my next teasing session.
He walked away and looked over the bacon selection thoroughly before finding the kind he wanted. He came back and tossed them in the cart.
A moment later, he was standing behind me again as I scanned over the assortment of sausages.
“Can I help you find something, Peaches?” he asked, snaking his arms around me.
It’s go time!
“They don’t sell what I’m looking for.” I pretended to be upset about it.
“What are you looking for?”
I was struggling to get my next words out, without laughing because I was sooo not good at this dirty talk business. “I was trying to find some Mexican sausage or maybe some meatballs, but they don’t seem to have any.” I paused a moment then reached behind me and cupped his crotch. “Oh, wait, I think I found what I was looking for.” I gave him a gentle squeeze.
Jeremy sucked in a sharp breath. “Fuck yes, you found them. Jesus Red, you’re evil. I think you win this round.”
I rubbed him, feeling him thicken beneath his pants. Standing so closely together, nobody could see what I was doing to him.
“Fuck,” he panted against the side of my head. “Fuck, I’m gonna come right here if you don’t stop.”
I didn’t stop.
He grabbed my hand.
I turned to face him. His eyes were closed as if he were trying to calm the unrestrained hard-on I’d given him. In public. It didn’t seem to be working well with the tent still pitched in the front of his pants.
His eyes blinked open and his gaze met mine. “In a battle of dirty talk at the grocery store, you are clearly victorious, Teagan.”
My brows rose with curiosity. “What’s my prize?”
He shook his head and adjusted himself in his pants. “That’s for me to know and you to find out.” He walked away from me and took the shopping cart with him, no doubt to block the view of his erection.
I laughed to myself and jogged to catch up to him.
“You totally cheated, pretty girl,” he said after I ducked under his arm to walk between him and the cart.
“No rules were discussed at any time during the game, therefore, I could not possibly have cheated,” I said. “Besides, you’re the one who started all of this by doing your little bump and grind against my ass earlier.”
He laughed heartily. “If that’s how you want to remember it that’s fine, but you still win, and you’ll still get your reward later.”
Excited to see what my reward was going to be I picked up the pace. I looped my arm through his and rested my cheek on his upper arm. He kissed the side of my head and we finished our shopping.
Back at his house, while we were unpacking the groceries, Jeremy said, “I have a surprise for you. Stay right here.”
He left the kitchen and went into his bedroom. When he returned, he had a big grin on his face. “Since you had such a shitty day at work, I did a little something to make you feel better. Come with me . . . but close your eyes.”
After he made sure I closed my eyes, he picked me up in his arms and carried me to what I assumed was his bedroom. He set me down on the bed. “Keep your eyes closed.”
I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I listened to the noises around me, and I could tell he’d gone into the bathroom.
“Okay, it’s ready, but keep your eyes closed.” Taking my hand in his, Jeremy led me to the bathroom. “Open your eyes.”
When I opened them, I was standing in the middle of his giant bathroom. He’d run me a hot bath in the enormous Jacuzzi tub and a gorgeous vase full of flowers was sitting next to the sink.
“What are these for?” I asked. “Are they my reward?”
He shook his head. “No, they’re not. That’ll come later.” He took my hand and pulled me over to the flowers. “The day I sent you flowers at work and you never got them . . . these are exactly what I sent you. Do you like them?”
“I love them, Jeremy. They’re beautiful, but you didn’t need to buy me new flowers.”
“Yes, I did. You didn’t get the flowers I sent you, and I want to atone for everything that’s gone wrong.”
“That’s not necessary, Jeremy, because Cammie and her stupid friend made my life hell, not you.”
“I need to make this right, Teagan. Will you let me?” The sincerity in his voice and the determined look on his face left me with no choice.
“Of course I will,” I said and suddenly after the crappy day I’d had at work and what he was doing for me now, I was teary eyed. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. “So how’d you do all of this if you were at work?” I asked when I noticed the array of girly soaps and bath products along the rim of the tub.
“My job was actually almost finished when you showed up, so as soon as you fell asleep I went shopping and dropped everything off here, then went back to work.”
“You’re sneaky, Mr. James.”
“I want you to take a nice, long bath and relax while I cook you dinner. Do you want a glass of wine or water?”
“Oh, wine sounds yummy, but I’d better stick with water and another Vicodin.” My jaw was aching again from all the laughing I had done at the grocery store.
Jeremy grinned. “Get your sexy ass in the tub and I’ll go get it for you.”
I laughed and pulled my tank top over my head, revealing my black, lacy bra. “Can I bring my tits into the tub with me too?”
He nodded then turned the jets on in the bathtub. And then he added half a freaking bottle of bubble bath.
“The only body part I want to see when I come back in here is your pretty face . . . no more teasing me tonight, Red. You hear me?” he asked, with a smirk on his face.
“I hear you loud and clear. I’ll be on my very best behavior.”
He gave me a quick peck on the lips and left the room.
I stripped off the rest of my clothes and dropped them onto the floor. The tub was going to be nothing but foam from the amount of bubble bath he’d added. He’d done it so he wouldn’t see me naked.
After testing the water temperature, I slid down in the tub and relaxed, letting the water run until the bubbles were up to my chin. I shut it off just as Jeremy knocked on the door.
“Everything is completely covered, just as you asked,” I called out. “It’s safe for you to come in.” I’d teased him enough today, so I was going to give the guy a break the rest of the night.
He opened the door and peeked around it to make sure I wasn’t lying to him. He came in and handed me a pill and a glass of water. “I’m going to make dinner, enjoy your bath,” he said then left the room.
Forty-five minutes later, I was out of the bath and drying off. Whatever he was cooking for dinner smelled delicious, and I was anxious to see what it was. After I went into his bedroom wrapped in a towel, I realized I’d forgotten to have him make a stop at my house for more clothes. Once again, I was dressed in a pair of his boxers and a shirt when I went into the kitchen.
He was just coming through the French doors with two steaks on a plate. We sat down and enjoyed a mouthwatering dinner together.
During our m
eal, Reese sent me a text.
Meeting a few of my new coworkers at a pub for dinner and a beer. Hope my sweets is feeling better and letting her H-O-T man take care of her.
He’s taking extra special care of me. Have a good time tonight. I am in good hands.
I bet you are, hooker-face! JEALOUS!!
I laughed at his response and put my phone away. After dinner, we cleaned up the kitchen and Jeremy told me it was time for my reward. He took my hand and led me to the bedroom Reese was using, sat me on the bed, then left. He finally returned wearing a beach towel around his waist.
“What are you doing?”
He didn’t answer, but held his hand out to me instead, which I more than willingly accepted. He led me through his bedroom and out the French doors to the pool. The lights were off outside, so the patio was dark, with the exception of the light coming through the French doors.
We stood at the top of the pool steps not saying anything. For some reason, he seemed nervous. Finally, Jeremy came in for a kiss. This was no ordinary kiss, though. He kissed me as if it was the last time he’d ever kiss me. His tongue tasted like peaches; it was intoxicating, and I wanted more.
While our tongues and mouths explored each other, he took my hand in his and placed it where his towel was tucked in to keep it in place. Did he want me to remove it? Crap, I wanted to remove it so I gave the towel a tug, and it fell to the patio.
My eyes were closed, but when I slid my arms around his waist, I realized he was completely bare. I pulled away from him and gave him a once over. Dear God, he was naked, and I wished it wasn’t dark outside so I could see every gorgeous inch of him. Was he my reward? Oh please, let him be my reward.
He didn’t say anything to me, just turned and went down the steps into the pool. I didn’t know what to do. I watched him walk through the water, but he stayed in the shallow end. He stepped over to the side of the pool and called to me quietly. “Come here, pretty girl.”
At that point, I would do anything he said, so I rushed to where he was and found a beach towel spread out on the patio next to the pool in front of him.