Going Full Throttle

Chapter 36

I woke with a start as what felt like an earthquake rumbled beneath me. My eyes blinked rapidly, looking around for the threat. My entire body vibrated as another rumble shook my stomach.

At some point in the night, I had once again found my way up on top of Tyler. My legs straddled his hips and my face had been smooshed into his chest. I sat up a little bit to smile down at him. He was flat on his back, with one arm tightly locked on my bum and the other had Ted in a chokehold. I giggled as he flipped his face to the side in his sleep and snuggled against the bear's fuzzy ear.

An obnoxiously loud snore ripped out of his open mouth and I realized that was the source of the earthquake. I sat up fully, stretching my spine and unintentionally grinding myself against Tyler's boxers. I smirked when in his sleep, his hand on my bum squeezed and he flexed his hips up into me.

Another snore rattled out of his throat so I reached out and pinched his nose. He tried to suck in air then thrashed in his sleep. His green eyes ripped open darting around as he caught his breath. My eyes crinkled and I shot him a guilty smile as I let go of his nose and leaned down to kiss his mouth that still fell ajar in shock.

"Good morning, handsome," I chirped.

He looked around through narrowed eyes as though he were trying to remember where he was. His eyes landed on Ted who was still tucked in his arm.

"Freeze," I said as I leaned across him to my bedside table. Tyler groaned sleepily when my breasts fell in his face. He lifted his head to nuzzle against me but I grabbed my phone and sat up straight.

"Stay still," I glared when he tried to grab my hips. I snapped a quick picture of him with Ted in his arms. His swollen sleepy eyes registered too late what I had done and he pulled me down. I shrieked in surprise when he flipped us over so he could nestle his stomach between my legs.

"Delete that," he demanded. Sleep had made his voice deep and gravelly, so similar to the voice he used when he was turned on that it made me shiver. He tilted his face curiously then raked his eyes down my body that he had pinned against the mattress. "How advantageous," he smirked.

My stomach growled loudly drawing both of our attention down to it. Tyler looked at the old clock on my table that read 6:45 am then said, "It's still early. Let's make some fuel then we can pick this back up."

I tried to protest that I wasn't even that hungry but Tyler stood up in a flash, pulling me up with him. I stumbled to my dresser and grabbed some shorts and a fresh teeshirt. Then I crossed the hallway to the bathroom and picked up my toothbrush.

"Damn," Tyler sighed when he saw me, "I think I'm going to run back and brush my teeth too." My smile stretched around the toothbrush in my mouth when he shuffled forward and kissed my cheek then ran back to the bedroom to get dressed.

After I was done, I walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge just as my stomach rumbled again. As much as I wanted to continue what we'd started in the bedroom, Tyler was right. After the many rounds of sex we'd had last night, I desperately needed fuel. Not to mention an icepack for my lady bits.

I heard the back door open as I put random ingredients on the counter. Tyler's heavy footsteps came up behind me and I spun around with a cheeky grin.

"Hey, how do you—Oh. What do we have here?" I asked.

Tyler stood a few feet away, smiling sheepishly as he held a sleeping Finn against his shoulder.

"I didn't realize Twyla put him in my bed," Tyler whispered. I nodded to show him I was listening but my body had erupted in tingles. It took all of my energy to keep my face calm and aloof. If Tyler's sweet words could give me butterflies then seeing him hold Finn like that filled my stomach with butterflies, birds, and freakin' pterodactyls.