Just the thought of having his tongue on me made my panties embarrassingly damp. “That’s called indecent exposure. You can get a ticket for it. So can I.”
“Bet I’d make it worth the fee.”
“You sound pretty sure of yourself, soldier boy.”
“Boy?” he asked, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead. “Boy?”
I shrugged.
He moved quickly, closing the distance between us and put his hands on my hips. We were suddenly breathing the same air. Dark, wild eyes were staring into mine with such intensity it made my breath hitch.
“Boy’s with Tarzan because Jane quit, if you don’t know my name you can suck my—”
“Clit?” I suggested helpfully.
He cracked a smile. “I don’t have a clit, babe.”
“What is with this ‘babe thing?”
“I told you, just let it happen.”
“It’s just that I didn’t know we were at the pet names stage of this thing between us. Does it feel like we’re moving a little fast to you?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ve been in town four days now and this will be the second night your spending with me. Although I’m no expert on relationships, it all seems very quick. Is it always like this with you?”
His hands raised to my ribs, and he slowly started running his thumbs over the underside of my breasts, teasing me. “I don’t know. I’ve never really had anything like this. I mean I dated a couple of girls in high school and I’ve fucked around with a few women on base, but I told you, I don’t reallydorelationships.”
“Then what’s this?” I asked.
Uncertainty crossed over his face as his thumbs stilled. “I don’t know. You’re not like anyone I’ve ever met before and I enjoy being with you. For the past seven and a half years, I’ve been following orders and working my ass off. I haven’t had much time or opportunity to do any of the shit I wanted to do. Hell, I didn’t evenwantto do anything. But now, I do. Iwantto spend time with you. My time here is ticking away, so why would I waste it by trying to stay away from you?”
I don’t know what sort of response I’d been looking for, but his explanation blew all my expectations out of the water. And, he was right; this thing between us didn’t need to be defined or labeled, it needed to be celebrated and enjoyed. Landon had arrived when I’d needed him most. He’d been there for me during the scuffle with Larry at the school, and now he was here while I was worried about my brother and feeling lonely. Determined to relax and stop trying to fit “us” into society’s norms, I decided it was past time for me to show Landon a little appreciation for all he’d done.
I unbuttoned his jeans.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his gaze dropping down to my hands.
“Seeing if your name is written on your underwear so I don’t forget it and call you boy again,” I replied, sliding the zipper down. He was wearing boxer briefs beneath his jeans.
“You’re gonna find something down there, but I don’t think it will be my name.”
“These are offensive.” I gave his boxer waistband a little snap. “You should start going commando so I have easier access.”
Landon chuckled. “I’ll try to remember that.”
By the time I freed his cock from its cloth prison, he was already sporting a stiffy. I arched an eyebrow at him in question. “Hard? So soon?”
“Shit, I’ve been hard since I watched your ass climbing the stairs. You unbuttoning my jeans was just icing on the cake. What are you gonna do with that, anyway?”
I got on my knees in front of him, answering without words. My gaze still locked with Landon’s, I flattened out my tongue and licked his shaft from balls to head. He sucked in a deep breath and swore. Feeling a little devious, I swirled my tongue around his tip tasting the precum that was starting to leak out.
“Holy shit that feels good.”
I’d never wanted to give a guy a blow job before, but Landon’s delicious reactions had me enjoying the heck out of it. Encouraged to keep going, I popped the crown into my mouth and sucked.
He swore again, this time hitting the countertop with his fist like he was in pain. Or extreme pleasure. Judging by the way his teeth pressed together and his body kept spasming, it was a fine line.
