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For the second night in a row, Katie found herself being tossed onto the center of her bed by the all star shortstop of the Idaho Mavericks. How in the world had this happened? How in the world was it still happening?
With a good game behind him and two days in a row off in front of him, Landon should’ve been out celebrating with some Playboy bunny, not in her apartment comforting her about bunnies from her past. The irony was enough to draw a gleeful giggle from her.
Landon growled, a predatory noise deep in his throat, as he shucked off his jeans and shirt, then crawled onto the bed to join her. "You have no idea how sexy you are when you make that sound."
Katie shot a look down at her faded pj pants and tank top. "Oh yeah, I’m super sexy right now. But that’s your fault for showing up with no notice."
"And I’m glad I did because...you know." Landon tilted his head at her lower half as if that made his meaning entirely clear.
Katie could only crinkle her brow in confusion.
"Easy access," he explained, snapping the elastic waistband on her pants before tugging them all the way off her legs. "Holy shit! White panties and a Maverick shirt? You are like all my fantasies come to life."
Was he kidding? No way someone like her could be his fantasy. Not when he could have his or any other man’s fantasy if he wanted. Not when he’d literally been onPeople’s list of Sexiest Men Alive. Twice.
Yet here he was, pulling her shirt up and worshiping her belly with soft kisses, his breath releasing in a satisfied groan when his hands slid higher and confirmed she wasn’t wearing a bra. Katie’s arms shifted to pull her top off, but he stopped her.
"No, leave it on," he instructed.
"Last time it was my skirt, now it’s my shirt. Is this like a thing for you?" she teased.
"You’re a thing for me," he answered, then he gave the soft spot between her neck and shoulder just enough of a nip to make her jump. To make her take notice of what he said next. "The day I get you completely naked is the day you’re all mine."
"Don’t say that," she whispered, her voice so soft she almost couldn’t hear it herself.
Landon didn’t seem to have noticed. He stretched his long lean body out next to her, skimming a palm across her ribs as he nibbled at her neck.
"Baby?" he asked, nuzzling on her earlobe. "Yeah?"
"Are you on anything for birth control?"
Oh.Katie wasn’t sure what she’d expected him to ask, but it wasn’t that. It should have been. Even in high school she’d been the one preaching to her girlfriends about being safe.
"Ummm, yeah, I take the pill. We’re all good there. Promise."
"I’ll wear a condom if you want me to, but I’ve been tested since the last time I was with anybody. I’ve actually never had anything. Ever."
Katie swallowed, unexpectedly excited at what he was proposing. Why did the thought of him inside her with nothing between them turn her on so much?
Landon mistook her silence for uncertainty. "Look, I know what they say about me—that I can’t keep it in my pants—but I’m not like they say I am. Well I am sometimes, but I’m noteverythingthey say.Thisis isn’t something I would lie about."
His vulnerability stunned her and Katie ached to reassure him. "Landon, I believe you. I trust you, but…"
"But what, baby?"
"I...I don’t want to get hurt."
It was the best she could do to explain her hesitance to do something as simple as having sex without a condom. Something a whole lot of people did without thinking twice.
"Hurt you? Baby, I don’t even know what you’re talking about because you’re the one that’s killing me. I’m ready to be with you and just you."
No other words needed to be said. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him again that they couldn’t be together, yet she also couldn’t very well give him hope that they could. So she did what any woman with half an ounce of sexuality left in her would have done and pulled him down for a kiss while fumbling out of her underwear.
Landon entered her slowly this time, carefully, waiting until her hips and her fingertips and her moans said she was ready for more. Then he rocked into her, back and forth, back and forth, in a slow, perfect massage of his body against hers.
His eyes, his kisses, the way he whispered her name—it was all far too intimate for what they should have been doing. They were fuck buddies for all intents and purposes. Fucking involved hard thrusting and sweaty fervor. This was passion on another level. An emotional level, where his pleasure was dependent on hers and hers on his and it all came together in a harmonious circle of flowing energy. Fucking left marks on the body; this type of sex left marks on the soul.
Katie’s orgasm built up steadily and she grinned up at the ceiling the second she knew it was coming. That exhilarating moment when getting off went beyond a possibility and into reality territory. She held on to that thrill, letting it vibrate pleasantly in her core, until she exploded in such a strong, throbbing pull that she dragged Landon right over the edge with her. She knew it by his moans and the way he arched his neck and dipped his head back, but she also felt it. Like physically felt it in a way she hadn’t known possible. She felt herself contracting around him and his cock expanding in her, the warm sensation of him spurting inside her. She wasn’t lying about being on birth control, but the thought of his come inside her satisfied her to an unheard of extent.
