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.I circled against his hand in the front and his hardness behind me, and in reply he growled and quickened the pace once more.I gladly kept up.And I gave in to the need to call out his name.“Teekay!” I gasped.He drove against me hard enough to ride the line between pleasure and pain.His knuckles slammed into my lower back, providing a counter pressure to the force between my legs and the blaze that had been building there rose sky-high.Every bit of my body lit up as Teekay stiffened against me.And with a final thrust and a ripped-from-his chest moan, he came against my back.As he did, I let out a desperate cry of my own, and the flames consumed me too.For several long moments, we stood there panting, before Teekay reached up to ease my hands from the showerhead.He spun me around slowly, then drew me into his arms.He smoothed back my hair, kissed my forehead softly, then flipped a few buttons on the shower controls.Immediately, the steam tapered off and a stream of warm water beat down from the nozzle behind me instead.Silently, Teekay grabbed a new cloth from a little rack inside the shower.He lathered it up and began a gentle scrub down, first on me, then on himself, speaking only to tell me to lift my arms or turn left so he could reach or rinse a particular spot.When he was done washing us both, he turned off the shower, slipped out, then returned with a large, soft towel that he bundled around my shoulders as though I was a small child.Why was he so quiet? I suddenly felt self-conscious again.Had he been expecting more from me? Or less? Should I have resisted him, at least a little bit?And Teekay must’ve sensed the change in my demeanor, because he tipped my chin up so he could look me in the eyes.He stared at me, scrutinizing my expression.“Maggie…I’m so sorry.”He was sorry?Of course he was.My heart dropped.This was it.This was the part where he told me he’d got what he wanted and walked away.Tears pricked at my eyes.He probably had wanted something more.Something kinkier or reciprocal.And I hadn’t even tried to touch him.Now was the time where he dismissed me.I dropped my gaze down, but Teekay tipped my chin up right away.“Hey, no.Not sorry like that.” He kissed my mouth gently.“Just sorry I was in such a hurry.”“I didn’t mean to let you down,” I whispered.He ran a finger over the crease in my forehead.“Let me down how?”“Not living up to your expectations.”He shot me a puzzled frown.“Expectations for what?”“Sex,” I whispered.His mouth opened, then closed, then opened again.Then a slow, cocky smile turned up his mouth.“I don’t know what they taught you in high school, but that wasn’t sex.”Now my face flamed.“I know.”Without warning, he came at me.He swooped down and his mouth covered mine in a possessive, almost-ferocious kiss.“I have zero expectations, Maggie,” he said, his voice low.“Life hands you a fuck-load of mess.Expecting anything just make it that much worse.”His vehemence surprised me.To my eyes, Teekay’s life was damned near perfect.At school, I knew he’d always been surrounded by friends.Here, in his summer home, he was surrounded by luxury.I leaned into his chest, wondering just what curveballs he felt he’d been thrown, and if he saw the inside of my life, would he still feel the same way.He parted my towel just enough to expose a miniscule amount of cleavage and ran a finger from my throat to the narrow part between my breasts.“I was trying to apologize for getting so carried away so quickly,” he murmured.“Not saying I was sorry for what happened.What did you think I was expecting?”In spite of how spent my body felt, my pulse jumped, and I swallowed nervously.My reply came out in a mumble.“Experience.”I tensed as I realized I’d just opened the door for him to ask exactly what my previous experience had been.If he asked, I knew I’d be powerless to do anything but tell him the shameful truth.That I’d lost my virginity to a jerk at a party simply because for one moment I’d felt like someone wanted me.And that the act had been photographed and put on display for the whole world to see.But Teekay’s grin just widened devilishly.“There is something to be said about a girl who know what she’s doing.In this case, though…I’ll take natural talent over years of training.”I coloured.“Talent?”He nodded.“Mm hmm.I have to confess…That was the best not-sex of my life.And Maggie?”“Yes?”He leaned close and spoke right into my ear.“When I do fuck you, all I expect is for you to do as I say.And enjoy it.”I knew I must be so red that I was almost purple.Then, in what I was starting to think was typically Teekay, typically impetuous fashion, he leaned down, lifted me up, and tossed me over his shoulder.He carried me to the bed and threw me down.“You know what I expect now?” he asked, one eyebrow raised.“No,” I squeaked.My heart raced, and Teekay’s smile took up his whole face.“A whole lot of you, wrapped in my arms while we watch some dumbass love story on my ridiculously big TV.”10)Teekay’s giant TV turned out to be a flat screen imbedded in his bedroom wall behind a remote-operated panel.And the movie turned out to be code for background noise for him, asking me a series of questions while refusing to let me put on any clothes.Some of them were innocuous.“What’s your middle name, Maggie?”“Elizabeth.”“Prettier than Kimball.”Some were teasing.“You cold, darlin’?”“A bit.”“Slide back a little closer.”And the only place to go was straight into his crotch.And some were ones that – on any normal day – I would’ve been terrified to answer.But today was the least normal day of my life.“Least favorite memory?”“My dad’s funeral.”A punctuated silence, then, “Most favorite?”“Right now.” And a red face.When he knew I’d once had a pet snail named Spot and that my grandmother had been my hero, and that I’d celebrated my last birthday alone with a plastic tub of yogurt in a hospital cafeteria, Teekay’s questions tapered off.I settled into him, and his arms formed a cocoon around my shoulders and his palms stroked my forearms soothingly.My breathing evened out and my brain slowed along with my inhales and exhales.I drifted, wondering what the deeply contended feeling in my chest equalled [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]