He scoffed and peered down his nose at me, eyes twin pools of molten metal. His eyelids fluttered when I finally wrapped my lips around his cock, but he didn’t look away, appearing mesmerized by my movements. I went down as far as I could so that his cock hit the back of my throat. Then I swallowed around him, and sucked back up to let my tongue play with his tip again. Circling, teasing the slit until Landon’s thighs shook. Looking into those hooded eyes, I felt a thrill in my core that made my clit pulse.
Landon didn’t let me suck on him for too long. We didn’t have that much time to begin with. Fisting my hair, he denied me access and tilted my head upward so that I could look at him.
“Lean back,” he ordered, rough and hushed, saying nothing really dirty, just to prove that he was calling the shots here.
Instead of upsetting me though, the thought only made my pussy clench and long for some friction. God, this man turned me on no matter what he did.
He kneeled in front of me, his knees comfortably resting on an abandoned towel, and smirked at me, slowly unbuttoning myjeans and pulling the zipper down. I helped out by lifting my hips so he could work them down. He took my underwear at the same time.
His steely eyes devoured me while his hands slid down my stomach, caressed my thighs, and stopped on my knees. Grinning at his reverential posture, I opened my legs for him to see the effect he had on me. Landon inhaled sharply at the sight of my glistening pussy, and licked his lips.
“I should’ve known,” he said and without hesitation, reached for my pussy and spread my center apart to reveal my inner, wet folds and swollen clit. He dipped a finger into my entrance and let out a satisfied hum. “You are so soaked just from sucking my cock.”
His words made me pant in anticipation. I begged him with my eyes to touch me where I needed him most, and he obliged with a devilish grin. Rubbing small circles around my sensitive spot, he leaned between my thighs and inhaled my scent, rogue strands of his blonde hair tickling my skin. I moaned when he let his tongue greedily lap at my pussy, thoroughly licking the length of my outer and inner lips, up and down, and finally focusing on my clit.
The sight of him between my thighs was gorgeous: his hair all tousled as he licked and sucked at my pussy while long, pale fingers gripped at my thighs. My short, quick breaths of pleasure turned into a throaty mewl when he entered me with two fingers, immediately finding my most tender spot and relentlessly caressing it. He was almost having more fun than me, I thought as the coil in my core tightened.
He freed his mouth just for a moment to say, “Let me see how you touch your breasts while I taste you.”
I indulged him eagerly, pulling off my shirt and exposing my breasts to him. Alternating between soft rubbing to harsh nipple pinching, I matched my movements with his rhythm between my legs. His eyes on me were smouldering, blue sparks glinting in the fiery heat. Between his voracious mouth and skilful fingers, combined with my expert hands on my nipples, I quickly came apart, squirming with pleasure.
Lifting his head, he gave me a satisfied smirk, his swollen lips and chin completely wet with my juices. He rose to his feet and pulled me up with him, one hand on the back of my neck and the other on my lower back. He bent his head, delicately brushing his lips on mine, but suddenly froze. For the first time since we’d walked in, he hesitated. His eyes darted between my own like a silent plea for permission. Surprised by this sudden stall, I almost gave in to my insecurity again, not sure what was lingering behind his gaze, but then realized why he was doubtful. Going all the way put us at risk of being caught out, and he already walked a fine line with McAvoy and management.
My heart fluttered against my ribs as I lifted my chin and playfully nudged my nose against his, determined to show him that I wanted him. And I didn’t care if the whole team walked in on us and saw it. The ache in my pussy wasn’t going anywhere until he filled me up and fucked it into submission.
I could smell myself on him, the warmth of his breath ghosting over my lips. With a smile, I took his lower lip between my teeth and lightly tugged at it once, before letting myself savor him. He tasted like me, the remnants of my arousal sticky on his mouth, and it sent tingles down my neck. Parting his lips for me, he returned the kiss softly at first, but it soon turned hot and hungry.
He tightened his grip on my neck, the other hand sliding down to squeeze my ass.
Moving his lips to my jaw, my neck, leaving a wet trail of hot open-mouth kisses, he rocked his hips into mine, rubbing his erection against my stomach. Then he smiled mischievously and spun me around, his hands cupping my breasts and teasing my nipples. I gasped at the sensuous pain that lit up all over. His lips on my shoulder were dangerously close to pulling me deeper into oblivion.
Trailing his fingers down my sides and back, he bent me over the bench, and I propped myself up on my hands. With an appreciative thrum, he kneaded my ass.
“Do you like it from behind, mhmm?” He stroked my pussy, pinching my clit until I moaned out loud.
He didn’t wait for a response, just slid the tip of his cock between my legs. Not thrusting into me at first, but nudging my clit over and over.
“Put it in. Please.” My thighs quivered under the strain of his relentless teasing.
“Since you asked so nicely—”
Landon thrust into me hard, stretching me deliciously as he buried the full length of his dick inside me. He mumbled something I couldn’t quite hear, but it didn’t matter. When he slid out and in again with deliberate movements, I couldn’t find it in me to care about words, or anything else. I completely lost my mind when he changed the speed and started ramming into me, pushing and pumping until my hands gave out and I had to lean on my forearms. Just to take the force of his cock without stumbling.
He knew the exact pace to make sure another orgasm loomed thick and fast. Using the last of my control, I straightened on trembling legs and pushed him back, his dick slipping out of me. I stepped aside and pointed to the bench.
“Sit.”
His eyebrow flickered at the given order as though he expected me to believe he wasn’t enjoying every second of this. He sat down anyway, and I smirked with satisfaction.
Holding onto his shoulders, I straddled him and immediately reached between my legs to grab his cock and push it into my dripping pussy. My back arched instinctively to the sensation of him filling me so completely. I left my hand there and rubbed my clit while I started bouncing on him. Landon gripped my hips to guide me. Up and down, lifting me almost all the way off his dick, then slamming back into me as he applied pressure on my hips. He wasn’t looking at me, too raptured by his cock disappearing into my pussy, again and again, his breath coming in shallow, sharp pants. I grabbed the soft, fine hair on the back of his head and pulled his head to force his eyes to meet mine. He pinched the flesh on my waist to protest but moved his blazing eyes to me like I wanted. With every rebound, I felt my heart swelling as though he were carving a way to my soul from the inside.
We were both breathing heavily now, throaty little moans in rhythm with my movements. I felt my pussy tighten, and my pace became more erratic until I was just rocking back and forth so that the head of his cock could hit that specific spot on my inner wall.
Overwhelmed by the sensation, I gave up working my clit and held onto his shoulders with both hands. He slid an arm behind my back to pull me closer, the other hand reaching up to fist my hair. He crushed his mouth on mine, rough and sloppy because of the awkward angle, but I didn’t care. My pussy clenched and pulsed until I came undone, crying out his name over and over.
With a powerful thrust forward, Landon slid off the bench and lowered me onto the towel that was spread out on the floor,his cock still buried inside me. He pushed impossibly deeper just a few more times before his head collapsed next to mine, breathing heavily on my throat in a silent growl. His cock jerked until he’d spilled every last drop of his hot come inside me, every muscle in his back and thighs tensed up.
We stayed like that for a while, chest against chest, heaving for air. Then he lifted his head and fixed his gaze on mine. He was flushed pink, eyes sparkling, and his hair was a hot mess. I couldn’t contain my smile, which he easily returned. He was so fucking gorgeous; that was all my brain could come up with in the moment.
