“You’re going to have to be quiet,” he murmurs as the footsteps fade. “You think you can do that?”
“I can…try,” I pant.
I’m so close, so ready to combust, and when his hand comes down on my thigh I have to clap a hand over my mouth to keep from crying out.
“Please,” I whisper. “Don’t stop.”
And he doesn’t.
Wicked lips and fingers and tongue devour every inch of my nether regions, with a skill and practiced precision that leave me shaking with need. My legs tremble as he continues, until my knees are close to giving out. Then he presses a finger into a spot that’s never been breached, simultaneously sucking on my clit, and everything spirals.
I have no idea if I screamed or cried or somehow managed to hold it in, because my body isn’t my own. It belongs to him now, no matter what I want. He can do anything to me as long as he makes me feel like this.
Aftershocks keep me on the verge of ecstasy for what seems like a long time, and he doesn’t stop, merely gentles his touch until I’m close to collapse.
“I’ve got you.”
He knows me so well because he scoops me up before my knees give out, carrying me around to the love seat and sinking down with me on his lap.
“Don’t move,” he grunts when I try to shift.
He wiggles beneath me, pressing my thighs together until I feel the head of his cock at my entrance.
Then he slides right in.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Landon
There are a million things we should be doing. Talking about. Where we’re going to live. What’s next for us as a couple? So many things.
But right now, the only thing that matters is how warm and wet she is.
How her pussy swallows my cock every damn time.
How she’s already a part of me, no matter how many things are up in the air.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur against her neck. “You don’t have to do anything but take my cock. Let me do the work.”
She moans in response, head falling back and her soft blond hair tickling my chin and neck.
Fuck but she feels good.
I thrust up deep, bottoming out, and we both moan this time.
“So tight and wet,” I whisper, tugging her ear lobe between my teeth. “And you liked when I spanked you.”
“Yes.” Her voice is raspy.Needy.
Just how I like her.
There’s nothing better than when she needs my cock to satisfy her. I put my hands on her hips and slowly lift her, until only the tip of me is inside her, then I yank her back down, bottoming out. Every time I do it, it’s like a roller coaster ride; slowly getting to the top and then dropping into passionate oblivion.
“Landon, please!” She’s wiggling, trying to control my pace but I tighten my grip.
“Not until I’m ready. I want to enjoy this.”
I slow down even more, pulling out a fraction of an inch at a time. She tries again, pushing at my hands, but her strength is no match for mine.
