Page 101 of My Shameless Angel


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I keep asking myself how I got here. When did my life take a turn into this path, but the more I ask, the more grateful I am for that turn.

If I hadn’t, I’d never meet the most wonderful, strong, beautiful person. Landon thinks his past turned him into a demon, and before learning this story, I wholeheartedly agreed but now? Now, I know better. That story made him into the man he is today; without the pain, he wouldn’t be my Landon. The man I love even more today than I did a week ago.

Every second of that story tore right through my heart, and I felt his scars with my own fingers.

Everything about him makes sense now; all pieces of the puzzles are set together—accept one.

I tare the door to my room open and run down the stairs just in time to catch him opening the front door.

“Lan!” He immediately turns at the sound of my voice, and I can’t help myself running straight into him—or climbing him, more accurately. My legs wrap around his waist, his hands are holding me by my ass, and without further words, my lips find his, and we embrace in one needy, passionate kiss.

It’s a kiss that says I love you.

A kiss that says I need you.

You are mine. Now and forever.

It says I forgive you, and I trust you.

It’s a kiss where we are one.

“Lexi, Kitten,” Landon moans into my mouth, but I won’t allow him to talk anymore. All I want is him, and I am greedy.

My hands are holding onto his head, digging into that lush dark hair.

God, how I missed this mouth, that stubble rubbing against my face, those hands on my ass, that hard body pressed to mine. Through all the clothes we are wearing, I can feel his growing erection getting harder by a second.

“Love, if we don’t stop right now, I am not responsible for ripping your clothes off and fucking you right on the staircase.

“Up, go up,” is all I say, and he takes us back toourroom with me still clinging onto him like a baby monkey.

The door slams shut, and my body is dumped on the bed, closely followed by his own leaning over mine and claiming my lips again.

Without breaking away, I start taking off his jacket, followed by his shirt, and when I reach for his pants, he swats my hand away. “My turn.”

Landon lifts the sweatshirt off me and pushes the pants down, leaving me in my underwear. “Jesus, I thought I’ll never get to see you again,” he says and crawls on top of me, but those pants he still has on are not cutting it for me.

“Lan! Take the damn pants off. Now!” I demand, and he obeys.

“Is this a yes to trying again?” He asks when he climbs back in bed with a careful but hopeful smile on that gorgeous face I love so much.

I cup his cheeks and plant a closed-mouth kiss on his lips. “It’s a yes, but,” I say before the said face breaks out in a victorious grin. “If you ever, and I mean ever, lie to me again, Landon, I—”

“Will chop my balls off, got it,” he interrupts me for the tenth time today, grins, and seals the deal with a kiss.

There is nothing I can complain about, so I wrap my arms around his broad warm shoulders and enjoy the moment.

All too soon, his cock is begging for an entry, and Landon takes off my bra and panties, devouring the breasts and pussy behind them. Each touch sends a butterfly-inducing shiver down my body, and without any more words, his thick, hot cock thrusts inside me. I gasp at his size.

My body stretches to accommodate every inch of him. Seems that none of us liked having a week off from each other.

Every nerve ending in my body sings with pleasure and relief.

“Lexi, Kitten, you feel even better than before. How is that possible?”

“Maybe it’s because I love you even more now.”

Landon looks deep into my eyes with his steel ones. “I don’t deserve you! But I will try each day.” With that, our bodies fall into sync. This is not just sex. Not something rushed and lust-fueled. This is a real connection, a promise.

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