Payoff Pitch (Philadelphia Patriots) (39 page)

He spun her around, pushing her against the wall by the door.

Her eyes popped open. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t move,” he growled as he stripped off his sports coat and tossed it to the floor. Then he yanked off his tie and went to work on his shirt. He might have lost a button or two in the process, and he heard her giggle under her breath. No doubt she was remembering their first time together when he’d acted like a goddamned caveman, and it looked like he was going to do it again.

Teddy seemed to bring out his most possessive, primitive instincts. He wasn’t quite sure why, but he no intention of subjecting it to some bullshit analysis right now.

He was a guy and she was his woman, and all he wanted to do was get her naked.

A moment later he had the top two buttons of her blouse undone.
Good enough
, he thought, as he started to yank it over her head.

“Noah, you’re going to rip it,” she said in a muffled voice.

“Do you care?”

He heard a huff of laughter from underneath the shirt. “Not really.”

Her head reappeared, her glorious red hair a soft, messy fall around her face. She looked amused and also a little shy, as if his eagerness was a tad overwhelming. He told himself to slow down—later.

In a few moments, he had her shoes and capris stripped away. She stood in front of him, sleek and tanned, naked but for a lacy white bra that only just hid her nipples and a matching lace panty that was so tiny it barely covered her soft auburn curls and even softer pussy.

“Now this,” he growled as he reached for her breasts, “was worth the fucking wait.”

She started to say something, but when he yanked down the cups of her bra, exposing her nipples, flushed pink and pulled into stiff points, the words died on her lips. As he planted his hands beside her shoulders and leaned in to suck one of the gorgeous points into his mouth, she couldn’t do anything but let out a strangled cry.

For a few minutes, Noah enjoyed himself by sucking and tonguing her, going from one breast to the other, teasing her nipples until they were as hard as pearls. He loved flicking his tongue over them and hearing her moan, and he could probably spend half the afternoon making love to her tits. But he wanted more. Much more.

And he wanted it now.

He slid down her body, licking as he went, relishing the quiver of her taut belly muscles under his mouth. He smoothed his hands over her hips and then hooked his fingers into her panties to ease them down.

But then he got a better idea.

He gripped the frivolous bit of fabric and shredded it with one pull, exposing her. Teddy jerked with surprise, coming away from the wall. Noah was ready for her, easily pinning her.

“Good Lord, you
are
an animal,” she said in a husky voice that suggested she didn’t mind.

He glanced up to take in her heightened color and heavy-lidded gaze, noting the way her breasts trembled from her panting breath. Yeah, she definitely didn’t mind.

“Only with you, babe,” he murmured.

That got him a slow, sultry smile in return and, without having to be told, she spread her legs for him.

“Mmm, good girl,” he whispered as he slid his hands up her thighs.

He parted her inner lips, already so moist and slick. The room was dimly lit by the angle of the late afternoon sun and obscured by the sheers over the windows, but he could see how ready she was. She was flushed dark pink and her clit was full and stiff and begging to be sucked. He had no trouble obliging her.

Noah leaned in, flicking his tongue over her, savoring her musky, sweet scent and taste. He tongued her clit and she immediately started squirming, forcing him to clamp his hands on her hips to keep her in place against the wall. Teddy let out a loud groan and clutched at his shoulders. And when he flicked his tongue over her again, she spread her legs even wider, giving him access to every juicy bit of her.

He loved every part of the female body, and he’d always enjoying making a woman crazy by going down on her. But with Teddy, it was hotter and better than it had ever been. He wanted to go at her all night but he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He needed to make her come, and then he needed to get inside her, pronto.

He pulled back, sitting on his heels while still keeping her body clamped against the wall. She froze under his hands and stared down at him with disbelief. “For God’s sake, Noah, why the hell did you stop?”

“Not stopping, just changing it up.”

She gave her head a tiny shake, as if she didn’t understand.

“I want to see you when you come, babe,” he said.

Her soft mouth rounded, but then she gave a jerky nod as a pretty blush colored her cheeks. She looked incredibly excited, and her breath rose and fell so rapidly it made her tits quiver. Just looking at her made everything inside him go hard and tight, and Noah wanted to possess her in a way he’d never wanted with any other woman.

As he kept his gaze latched onto her face, he brought his hands back to her drenched folds. He clamped three fingers together and slowly pushed them into her passage. Man, she was tight, and so wet and hot. He almost came just thinking about how she would feel around his cock.

As he slowly twisted his hand, Teddy let out a gasp and went up on her toes. “Oh, God. That feels amazing.”

She
looked
amazing, with her legs splayed wide and her back arching away from the wall, thrusting her breasts up and out. Her red hair curled down over her shoulders in shiny waves, almost reaching her nipples. Teddy was all smooth, sun-kissed skin, with pretty pink nipples and a luscious pussy.

But it was her face that really got him. She looked so sweet, with her nose scrunched up as she concentrated on her approaching orgasm, a flush of color blazing over the bridge of her cute nose and across her cheekbones. No one would ever mistake her for a movie star or model, or some exotic beauty belonging on the cover of a magazine. Teddy looked exactly like what she was—a pretty, nice girl from a normal town, one who was smart, worked hard, and was her own woman. He loved everything about her, including the mangled finger she self-consciously tried to hide when they had sex. Yep, even that sad little stump worked for him, because it showed the kind of person she was and where she’d come from.

“That’s it, Teddy,” Noah murmured as he slowly pumped his fingers. “Just concentrate on how this makes you feel. On how hard you’re gonna to come.”

She moaned again and lifted a foot, pulling it up the wall as if to brace herself. Noah slid a hand behind her knee and draped her leg over his shoulder. Now, she was really wide open.

While he kept pumping in and out, opening his fingers a bit to stretch her passage, he went back to massaging her clit with his other hand. Teddy was really going crazy, whimpering, almost crying as he played with her, flexing her hips to meet him. He teased her, circling the tight bud, all the while keeping his gaze fastened on her face. She was lost in the sensations, her eyes squeezed shut and her lips parted as her breath came in shallow pants.

“Open your eyes, Teddy,” Noah growled. “I want you to look at me when you come.”

It took her a few seconds to drag her lids up, but she finally looked down at him. Her blue eyes were hazy and unfocused, and her pupils were huge, as if she was drugged.

Satisfaction surged through him. He was pretty damn sure no other man had ever reduced her to this state, and he had every intention of making it a regular habit.

He pressed his fingers high up inside her, reaching for that perfect spot. Then he pressed down on her clit.

“Now, Teddy,” he ordered. “Come for me now.”

And she did. Her body arched in a perfect bow, her arms flung wide along the wall as she let out an incoherent cry. Shudders passed through her and he felt the leg draped over his shoulder begin to tremble. He let it slip to the floor as he came up on his knees, pressing himself against her to keep her from sliding down the wall. Gently, he pulled his fingers from her body as he pressed a kiss to her belly.

Keeping her steady between his hands, Noah came to his feet. Teddy’s eyes were at half-mast, and she looked almost stupefied as she clutched at his biceps.

“God, that was amazing,” she said in a funny, croaking voice. “And we haven’t even made it to the bed.”

“Trust me, babe,” he said, as he swung her warm, naked body into his arms. “That’s exactly where we’re headed next.”

Teddy lay face down on the bed, hazily trying to recall the number of orgasms she’d had—four, maybe five? In fact, she could barely remember her name anymore, or whether it was day or night outside the luxurious hotel room, darkened by the heavy drapes. And, now, just when she thought she couldn’t possibly feel any more gloriously satisfied, Noah straddled her thighs and started to massage her back with his strong, very skilled hands.

“Oh, man, that feels so, so good,” she mumbled into the fluffy pillow cradling her head. “You could make a killing doing massages.”

“It’s hand strength. I guess all those years of gripping baseballs is finally paying off,” Noah said, his voice husky with amusement. “Your skin is so soft and perfect, babe. I just hope you don’t mind my rough mitts.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell you when to stop. Like, approximately never.”

His hands slid up and down in long, sensual strokes from her shoulders to her hips. Damned if he hadn’t gone hard again, with his erection rubbing against her ass in the same lustful rhythm as the strokes of his hands on her back. The man was some kind of sex machine—ever ready and willing. Teddy had never been with a sex machine before and she liked it. Especially since this particular model was a man she was falling in love with.

Don’t think about that right now. Just stay in the moment.

Just like the first time they’d slept together, they hadn’t done much talking, letting their bodies express everything they wanted to say. Staying in the moment had definitely seemed the way to go once again.

Teddy glanced over at the bedside clock, hazily aware that she was feeling hungry. She stifled a gasp as the electronic numbers told her it was ten o’clock. They’d been screwing their brains out for nearly six hours, with the occasional power nap in between bouts. They’d been lost in some kind of wild, erotic time warp where nothing existed but the amazing things they were doing to each other’s bodies. She had no inclination to stop, either, but she figured she did need some fuel. Because, well, it seemed like Noah was up for a marathon and that sounded like a plan to her.

“Maybe we should order up some food before the kitchen shuts down?” she murmured over her shoulder. “A little sustenance to keep us going for more…you know.” She wriggled her butt underneath him.

Noah came up on his knees, looming over her as he slid a hand between her damp thighs. He slipped two deft fingers into her super-slick sheath. “Sure, but how about we get to that in five minutes or so?” he said in a voice so dark and sexy she shivered beneath him.

Then she was sucking in a breath as a finger pressed against her swollen clit. Lord, the things he could do to her. “A quickie, huh? Oh, well, I guess I can wait that long.”

Duh.

When she felt that finger circle her aching nub, she let out a gasp. “Oh, yeah, I can wait. No problem at all.”

Noah laughed softly as he pulled his hand away and re-positioned over her, gently lifting her at the hips. Teddy got the message, knew what he wanted, and was more than game for the new position. She brought her knees up and rested on her elbows, arching her butt in the air. She heard him rip open yet another little foil pack and a moment or two later he wrapped his hands around her hips. In one long, smooth stroke, he sank fully into her again. She gasped at how stuffed she felt, especially in this position. She felt completely taken over by Noah, body and soul, and she loved every second of it.

When she reached underneath and cupped his heavy sack in her palm, he let out a low moan, flexing his hips once and then going still. “God, I missed this, babe.” His voice was just a husky growl. “It’s so fucking good to be inside you again.”

Then he started to stroke in and out, his rhythm deep and dominating. “You’re so damn hot, Teddy. I don’t think I’m ever going to let you out of bed.”

Her brain mentally blinked even as her body collapsed onto the soft bedding. He’d missed
this
? Meaning just the sex? How about missing
her
since she’d moved out of his house? Was that mostly how he saw her—as a sex partner and not much else?

She tried to let it go, telling herself it was just some sex talk he’d blurted out to make her feel good. But the harder she tried, the more the sensual haze of the last several hours slipped away. Even as he gripped her body, expertly pounding into her, her doubts and worries—all the things she’d been ignoring for the last twenty-four hours—starting buzzing loudly in her head, lifting her away from the pleasure of the moment. From him.

What am I doing here?

What was she to Noah, anyway? Just his dog sitter and live-in employee with benefits? Cristina had tried to warn her, but Teddy had been too smitten and, well, too stupid to see it. She and Noah were worlds apart, and a hot, sex-filled weekend wasn’t going to change that. She had to be crazy to think a guy like him—a big celebrity and the son of a billionaire oilman, for God’s sake—would change the course of his life just to please her.

“Noah, we have to talk…seriously…and not when you’re…oh, God…screwing me into a trance,” she blurted out, too anxious to stop herself. She must sound like a crazy person, asking to
talk
while he was making her eyes roll back in her head. But she couldn’t help it.

He paused, but then one big hand slid up to her shoulder, holding her down against the mattress in a gentle but unyielding grip. Then he started pumping again, harder and faster, clearly on the verge of another orgasm. His voice came out harsh and panting. “All I know is that I want you to move back in with me, Teddy. We both want this, so to hell with all the other crap. This is all that matters.”