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I want it from her.
I want everything from her.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Parker
I’m so cozy and comfortable, I don’t think I’d move if the beach caught on fire.
Landon is lying shirtless beside me. As far as I can see past him is just sandy beach and gentle ocean waves lapping at the shore, blue skies and white fluffy clouds above us.
“It’s so beautiful here.”
“Yes, it is,” he murmurs, but something about his tone tells me it’s not the beach he’s focused on.
I tip my head back to look at his handsome face. I never thought we’d be here in a million years. When I used to dream about him being my first kiss, my fantasies were too innocent to ever imagine us curled up on the beach, the breeze hitting my bare ass because Landon didn’t bother to put my panties back on after he ate me out.
I can tell from the bulge in his pants and the tenseness of his body that he’s not nearly as relaxed as I am. I let my hand slide down his toned abdomen, then lower until my daring fingers slide over his cock. He’s still wearing jeans, so I’m not sure how good it feels caressing him through the thick fabric, but the breath that rushes out of him seems to indicate at least it’s not terrible.
But then he grabs my wrist and my heart seizes.
Maybe I was wrong…?
“You don’t want me to…?”
Rather than answer, he shifts our positions until I’m on my back on the beach towel again.
He reaches out to touch me, almost innocently at first as his fingers graze my arm. Goosebumps erupt across my skin when his fingertips graze my exposed stomach. My eyes drift closed for a moment, enjoying the sensation of him simply touching me.
My shirt is still hanging open, exposing a swatch of my chest and bra. Landon pushes the fabric aside, leaning in and kissing my torso just below the bra. It feels so nice, I sigh, and then he does it again, softly kissing my stomach as his hand slides beneath my skirt.
“What are you doing?” I ask, startled as his hands brush the curve of my bare ass.
“I’m still hungry,” he murmurs, eyeing up my pussy.
“Oh, my god. You’re insatiable.”
“Your fault. You shouldn’t be so tasty,” he says with a devilish smirk.
There’s no way I should let this happen again. I’ve barely recovered from the first orgasm he gave me, and with the constant threat hanging over us that someone could just come walking up the beach…
I just can’t bring myself to stop him when his hand possessively rests against my pussy. A soft sigh slips from my lips when he uses his strong thumb to tease me. He nudges my entrance and stimulates me with his deliberate movements without pushing inside.
“Are you sore today?”
My eyes flutter open. I must look confused, because he goes on.
“I wasn’t sure how the whole virgin thing worked.”
“Not your usual type, huh?” I ask lightly.
“Nah. Too clingy.” He says it off-handedly, and an answering surge of annoyance flares up despite the gentle pleasure he’s currently kindling inside me.
“You’ve got some nerve accusing virgins of being too clingy. Pardon them for attaching to some jerk they’ve given intimate access to their body for the first time. Sex issupposedto be an expression of intimacy that garners closeness. I’ve never given you access to anything and you’ve—” My words cut off on a gasp as he shoves a finger deep into my pussy.
Smirking, he says, “I didn’t meanyou. I meant other girls.”
“I’m aware of what you meant. I was defending other girls, not myself. I’m not clingy. But I’ve seen the girls you date. If you pounce on someone with self-esteem issues because you know she’ll be easy to mistreat, and thenyou’reher introduction to sex, I think you have some fucking audacity complaining that she got too clingy.”
