Page 43 of Out of Place

“I’m important?” I ask quietly.

He gives me a warm smile. “Very important.”

My heart skips a beat, and I swallow past the lump in my throat. “Landon, before we do this,”—I motion to the blanket—“I need to be upfront with you.”

He turns to me to give me his full attention. “Alright. I’m listening.”

I take a deep breath. “I’m not going to be here forever. Hopefully, I won’t even be here much longer. My parents forced me to come down here to prove I can be responsible before giving me my trust fund.” I say it all so quickly that I forget to take a breath. It’s like I’m trying to get a bad taste out of my mouth.

He slowly nods his head. “I kinda figured you wouldn’t be here forever. You’re way too special for this place. But if it’s alright, I’d like to be with you while you’re here. I’d regret not having you while I had the chance.”

I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, trying not to cry. “Yeah,” I whisper. “I’d like that.”

“Alright then, sweetheart. Let’s enjoy our night.”

I smile as we sit, and he pulls a bottle of non-alcoholic wine out of a bag and pours it into the two glasses. He looks at the label on the bottle. “I hope this is good. I had to drive a town over to find this.”

“You didn’t have to do that.”

He shrugs. “You said you weren’t drinking anymore.”

I laugh. It’s still hard to believe I haven’t had a drink since I’ve been here. I used to live off shots and cocktails, and now I’m going through bottles of water like I can’t get enough.

“Thank you.” He pulls out the sandwiches he said his mom helped make and some chips and brownies, which he claims are from scratch. “This is amazing, Landon.”

We eat and talk about everything. He tells me that the land we’re sitting on is his and is his favorite place to come when he needs to get away from everything. I tell him a little about my life in New York. I leave out the parties but tell him about Serena and some of my favorite places. We talk about my brother Rhett and my parents. He tells me about his little sister and how he can’t wait for me to meet his family, which terrifies me.

It’s an easy conversation between us, just two people getting to know each other. It’s exciting and comforting at the same time. I feel more at ease sitting here with him than I have in years. I’m not worried about anything or anyone.

We lay down next to each other and look up at the stars. I think that this is the most perfect date he could’ve planned. He knew what I needed without me even knowing it myself.

Then he looks over at me, and the fire in his eyes makes my heart rate speed up.

CHAPTER 16

Landon

She smells like flowers, and I want to memorize the scent and keep it on me forever. The heat of her body is driving me crazy, and it’s taking everything I have not to reach over and touch her. I’m dying to kiss her, but I’m trying to be patient.

I look over and see the want in her eyes. She wants me just as badly.

Her chin tips toward me, giving me permission to kiss her. I don’t waste another minute.

My lips press to hers, gently at first, but then I get greedy. She opens for me, letting me deepen the kiss and explore her mouth with my tongue. She moans, and the sound goes straight to my already hard dick. Every time I kiss her, the world disappears around me. It’s just me and Olivia.

She shifts her body onto mine and straddles my waist without breaking our kiss. Another moan escapes her when she feels my cock press against her core. Her dress has ridden up and sits on her hips. My hands move to her ass and dig into her ass cheeks as she grinds against me.

The friction between her pussy and my jeans is too much. If she doesn’t stop soon, I’m going to come in my pants like a fucking teenager. It’s been too long since I’ve been with a woman, and I want to take my time with Olivia. It’s got to be perfect.

“Sweetheart, let me take you back to my place,” I say, pulling away from her lips only long enough to catch my breath. The drive back to my place will give my dick a chance to calm down.

She shakes her head. “No.” My heart drops. Does she not want this? “I don’t want to wait. Fuck me here, Landon. Right here, right now.”

Fuck. She’s going to be the death of me. I smirk up at her before I flip her on her back.

I grab the hem of her dress—the dress that fits her body like a glove and had me turned on from the moment she answered the door earlier—and pull it off her body, leaving her in a strapless bra and the tiniest pair of underwear I’ve ever seen.

“Goddamn, Olivia.” She squirms underneath my gaze but lets me look. I reach under her and unstrap her bra, exposing her perfect tits. Her nipples instantly harden, and I can’t resist leaning down, taking one in my mouth, and sucking.