MAJOR SPOILERS! Also please note the rating for it is an M one shot. I'm honestly in love with this particular Teddy story line and if you are like me then this is for you! I don't own the characters on the mistakes
"I love her," she whispered. I wrapped her hand in mine and kissed it, encouraging her to continue. She rubbed her thumb over the back of my hand and gazed into my eyes. They were sincere, and so warm. One could get lost in her eyes. "But I love you more."
"Don't say that," I whispered. She had a girlfriend. Clare was lovely and charming and as much as it pains me to admit it, perfect for Allison. Our hands still entwined, she kissed the back of mine, never once breaking eye contact. She was telling the truth, I could see it in her eyes. She did love me more. I couldn't help but smile a bit. This woman would be the end of me.
"Okay, say it again."
"I love you more." She lifted her head off the pillow and kissed me reverently, like it was the first time she kissed me, or the last. Then she was shifting on top of me, whispering how much she loved me as she left little kisses down my front. On my chin, on my neck, between my breasts, on my stomach which earned her a little giggle. She settled between my legs and kissed the inside of my thigh. I tossed my head back on the pillow and sighed contently, sliding one hand down to play with her hair.
Allison continued to tease me, kissing everywhere but where I needed her. My little sighs soon turned into moans. One hand reached up for the headboard and I bucked my hips to try and get her to kiss me right there.
"Please." I begged, squeezing my eyes shut, trying to focus on finding some kind of friction. There was a small giggle from Allison as her tongue made contact with my folds. My back arched at the sensation and a throaty moan escaped my lips, spurring her on even more. She picked up her pace, thrusting two fingers into my core. I yell her name in delight, a common occurrence when we are situated like this. My hands grab at the sheets, the headboard, her hair, anything that might somehow keep me grounded. The combination of her fingers inside me and her tongue on my clit drive me over the edge in a blinding euphoria. Allison places a small kiss on my stomach and crawls her way up to my lips. I kiss her feverently, pulling her close and moaning at the taste of myself on her.
Our foreheads pressed lightly together, we lie on the bed, enjoying the feeling of being with each other. At one point I roll over, pressing myself against her. She wraps her arm around me, nesting her face in the crook of my neck. That's the last thing I remember as I drift off into a peaceful slumber.