But my living room is not the place to have her moaning my name.
Reaching down, I grab her onesie in one hand and take her hand in my other. “Come,” I demand, pulling her behind me as I start moving toward my bedroom.
“I hope so.” She lets out a little giggle behind me.
“Guaranteed,” I grunt. We enter my room, and as soon as she is through the door, it’s closed and I push her against it. “I’ve never left a woman unsatisfied before, and I’m not about to start tonight.” With one hand, I grab her hands and hold them above her head, putting her body at my disposal before she has a chance to say a word.
I drop my head into her neck and nip at her skin, peppering little kisses down to her shoulder. The way she pushes her body against me lets me know that she is right here with me.
“Is this what you want, temptress?” With my free hand, I draw a finger up the curve of her naked side until I reach her left breast. Tugging her bra to the side, I take it in my mouth, biting down on her engorged nipple and then laving my tongue over it.
Fuck. I’m like a man who has been starved and is taking his first taste of food again.
“Again,” she whimpers.
Dropping her hands, I wrap my arm around her waist and feast on her like a dessert that’s about to disappear at any moment.
“Landon.” She starts to moan.
Releasing her breast from my mouth, I don’t waste any time time. I pick her up and carry her to the end of my bed.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I find myself caught in a trance by her beauty and watch her bite down on her bottom lip as I pull it off and throw it into the corner of the room. Her hands are on my chest, scraping her nails down my abs, and I’m done. I can’t hold off.
Reaching around her back, I release her bra and watch it fall forward, exposing her perfect tits and the tattoo that has been on my mind ever since I caught a hint of it. It looks like firefighter’s badge.
The feeling of her hands dropping to my waist shifts my concentration, and as she releases my belt and slides her fingers underneath my pants, it sends shockwaves through me. The moment the button is popped and she pushes the zipper down, I grab at her hands. I’m so close to losing my load that I need to set the pace.
“Who gave you permission to touch?” Taking her by the waist and lowering her onto my bed, I drop to my knees, and I can see her panties are already soaked through. With my hands on the edge of the bed, I lean down and run my tongue over the top ofher panties. Her ass jumps slightly off the bed at the electricity that just ran through our bodies.
“More,” Poppy whimpers as I slide my fingers along the side of her soft, silk underwear.
“Oh, you are about to get so much more. I’m going to devour you with my mouth, and you are not going to come until I tell you to.” The sheen of sweat already building over her body shows me how responsive she is.
“You don’t control that,” she refutes.
“Watch me,” I challenge, and start to inch her panties down while holding her beautiful eyes locked on mine.
Thud.
I freeze as fear races through me the moment my well-trained ears hear the sound.
“Fuck.” I look at the near-naked woman before me, and the realization hits that I was about to make a huge mistake.
And then I hear him.
“Daddy.” Nash’s fearful voice cries out for me, followed by the sound of his little feet running down the hallway.
“Get dressed,” I rumble at Poppy as I stride to the door, opening and closing it before Nash can make it into my room.
Crouching down in the hallway, he falls into my open arms and nuzzles against my chest.
“Daddy’s here. I’ve got you.” I run my hand up and down his back, then pick him up and cuddle him tight.
“I dreamed you left me just like Mommy did,” he mumbles into my shoulder.
“I’ll never leave you. Being your daddy is the most important thing in my life, and I’ll never forget that.” I carry him back to his bedroom, tuck him into bed, and as I try to settle him from his nightmare, I remind myself what my role in life is now: my kids first and myself second.
Sitting on his bed, slowly stroking his head as he slips back into sleep, I hear the front door open and close, and I know she’s gone.
