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In the space of a breath, Landon’s gaze darkened. He gripped the hem of his T-shirt, pulled it over his head, and dropped it to the ground. He stood before her, muscles rippling and abs flexed. Of course, she’d seen him like this. She’d spent every night in bed with the pop god since he and Aria had moved in. The sex had been mind-blowing. He made her purr, gasp, and cry out loud enough to permeate a soundproof box, but the yearning ablaze in his eyes had her wet and aching for him.
He drew her into his embrace, and she sighed, reveling in the contact. He lowered his head and tasted her mouth, licking a slow trail across the seam of her lips. A move that had her weak in the knees within seconds.
“That means everything to me,” he said, his words bathing her in a shimmery cascade of sound. “You make me better. You made me believe I could do it. You’re magic—crazy, beautiful, chameleon-eyed magic. It’s always you. It’ll always be you.”
What does a girl say to something like that?
Nothing.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him like the world was about to end and she wasn’t sure if the sun would rise again. Urgent and unyielding, she held on to him, pressing her body to his as if she feared he might disappear—as if she were afraid she’d wake up alone in her bed, rubbing her eyes in a silent house, and her time with Landon and Aria would have only been a dream.
In a desperate fury to absorb the full impact of this moment, she reached between them, palmed his cock, and found him rock-hard. His response to her touch ushered in a flood of heady excitement as she stroked his hard length. His kisses intensified, owning her with each brush of his lips. He tangled his hand in her hair, lifted her chin, and took control. A dizzying current thrummed from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She wasn’t one to submit, but a switch had flipped, and she took comfort in knowing he owned her pleasure and could have her gasping on the edge of ecstasy. She wanted him to take and take and take and kiss her until she couldn’t see straight.
His heated breaths sent a shiver through her as he kissed a path to her earlobe. “Harper,” he whispered, and again, the voice that had gotten her through some of the most challenging times of her life sent her reeling.
Landon Paige wanted her and only her.
The goddess Aphrodite could walk in, flaunting her other-worldly appeal and all-encompassing allure, and Landon wouldn’t give the Greek beauty a second glance.
His gaze would remain focused on her and her chameleon eyes.
The truth of that revelation seemed almost too good to believe.
Believe.
There was that word again. Like the perfect lyric materializing, it had to be a sign.
Could her husband be the one for her even though he was everything she’d promised herself she’d shy away from?
She could do it. She could break her rule for him. She could take her battered heart, with its faults, cracks, and scars, and allow him to see every bruise and examine each blemish.
But the time for talking about what was to come had to wait.
The heat between her thighs and the drive to feel this man fill her to the hilt pushed aside the nagging questions and what ifs. He’d shattered her resolve with the song, and his kisses proved to be the final blow.
She couldn’t wait for a second longer.
She required one thing and one thing only.
This man and his glorious cock.
“Make love to me,” she pleaded, her words floating like flower petals dancing in the air. “Make love to me and show me what it means to be yours, all yours, with nothing holding us back.”
It was terrifying to admit it. But the truth was inevitable. She’d never wanted anything more.
Forget about Landon professing how he never wanted to marry.
Forget about Babs’ house on the brink of foreclosure.
Forget about Vance stealing her work.
Forget about being left on her grandparents’ stoop and watching her parents’ van disappear.
He pulled back, and she studied his face, concentrating on the storm brewing in his eyes.
He wanted to forget, too.
And isn’t that how this started.
