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“Lee,” he says my name in awe. “My sweet Knightly Rose.”

He lowers his forehead to mine; I open my eyes, and our gazes connect. “You’re one of the most important people in my world—my life. This, our relationship, matters a lot to me. I’m risking it because I love you.”

“You do?” I ask. I’m shaking under his grasp as I wait for his next move. “It’s too soon, I mean we just started to date—”

“I worked hard to fight my attraction to you.” His eyes move toward my mouth and then back to my eyes. “To bury my feelings for you. God knows it’s been getting harder as time passes. At night, I’ve imagined having mind-blowing sex with you. Thought about peeling off every piece of clothing you wear until there’s not one barrier between my mouth and your soft skin.”

His mouth is so close to mine that I can feel how intoxicating the warmth of his breath is. I hold my breath waiting for him to kiss me again with the sensual hunger he’s been kissing me with for the past couple of days. Instead, his lips slide over my jaw, down to the back of my ear. My breathing becomes erratic as his tongue traces a line to my neck. Everything inside me melts. I hold on to his shoulders as he nibbles the sensitive skin at the base of my throat.

Mouth exploring, hands moving down my body, and the intense gaze undressing me is pushing me to the edge, but not soon enough.

He’s taking his time, and I’m impatient for more. His hands, his mouth, his scent, and the feel of him. Every cell of my body shakes, waiting for more. I just can’t leave it to him. I tug his long sleeve shirt off, exposing his muscular chest. I press my hands over his shoulders, running them down his powerful body. Feeling each ripple, swell, and dip of his muscles.

Feeling bold, I snap open the button of his jeans and slowly pull down the zipper. I lick my lips when I realize he’s not wearing any underwear and dare to close my hand over his thick length.

“Lee.” He shudders as I pump him a couple of times. “Please, don’t,” he groans, pulling me into a deep, hungry kiss.

He thrusts his tongue inside my mouth, exploring every inch of it. I match his speed and demand more from him.

Without saying a word or moving too much, he pulls off my sweater and the turtleneck I’m wearing underneath. Then, he runs his hands down my body, peeling off my jeans, and leaving me in the cute set of black lace I bought yesterday especially for him to see. He presses his mouth between my breasts. Licks one nipple, and then the other, wetting the lacy bra. My nipples are hard like pearls. They’re swollen, waiting to be freed and sucked by him.

He stops and grabs my face gently between both of his hands. “I want you so much, are you sure about this?”

“I want you too,” I say and gasp as he lifts me and sets me on the bed.

Landon moves his hand slowly, traveling from my heel, passing through the inside of my thigh, and stopping right at my core. He runs a finger over the wet fabric of my panties and draws a few circles around it with his thumb. I moan.

“You’re torturing me, Miller,” I complain as he slides one finger through the thin fabric and touches my clit.

“I’m enjoying you before I feast,” he says, claiming my mouth.

As he kisses me, his hand slides down my back, unhooking my bra and releasing my breasts. He continues tracing my skin until his fingers meet my hips, and he pushes the lacy fabric all the way down, leaving me completely naked and at his mercy. His mouth follows, stopping to suck my nipples, alternating them as his fingers stroke, explore, and rub my heat.

I grab onto the sheets as a million sensations cascade from everywhere. My breathing is too fast, I can’t focus on anything, and all I can smell is his woodsy aftershave. I feel as if can’t take any more but at the same time I want him to continue.

His lips move away and I whimper, but gasp as his hands part my labia and he sucks me. His tongue laps me, while he thrusts a finger inside my channel and pumps it fast. My body begins to tremble as he pushes me right to the edge, and I soar. I’m at the highest peak of a mountain, spent but needy.

He stands up, reaching for the condom he placed on the nightstand. His eyes are on fire, glowing like a torch illuminating the end of a tunnel. He rolls on the condom, but his eyes barely leave my body.

“Are you ready?” he asks with a soft voice, his blue gaze never releasing me.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

Slowly, he lowers himself down. The head of his cock right at my entrance. Our mouths crash against each other as he fills me slowly with his thickness. He’s careful as he gives me time to adjust to his length.

I close my eyes for a couple of beats and when I open them, he’s watching me. “Breathe, baby, you’re safe with me.”

I gasp, taking some air before he pulls his shaft out and thrusts back in. This time he doesn’t wait for me to adjust. He starts rocking against me faster, moving with urgency. But it’s not hard, at least, not as hard as I believe he could be doing it. He’s gentle, the way he’s always been with me. Gentle and loving.

“You’re the most beautiful woman in the world,” he mumbles against my mouth.

“I love you,” I mutter, clinging onto his shoulders. “I love you so much, Landon.”

He pumps inside me, deeper and harder. We’re becoming an extension of each other. He doesn’t hold back anymore. His movements are raw, primal. We lose control. Our breathing is erratic. Our bodies meld together just as our hearts and our souls become one.

I twist and thrash as my muscles convulse and he’s right behind me, shaking on top of me. He groans and thrusts himself even deeper, making me come even harder. We are flying high, skyrocketing to the ultimate place.

Landon drops his head on my shoulder, gasping for air just like I am.

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