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Landon shakes his head. “I’m not speaking from personal experience.Ihaven’t had a virgin before you. Not interested in that much responsibility when it comes to casual hookups. But I have friends that have. I’ve seen the clinging that comes after.”
“My argument stands.Allyour friends are assholes,” I state.
He smirks. “I guess that’s fair criticism.” Then he curls his finger, wrenching a gasp out of me. “But I’d strongly prefer you don’t talk about my friends when I’m inside you.”
“Oh, yeah? I’ll make a mental note for when you get on my nerves.”
“I wouldn’t recommend it.”
“But what would Arden say? Maybe we should text him and get his opinion.”
Leveling me a flat look of annoyance, he shoves another finger inside me, much more roughly than the first.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I murmur.
“You little pain in the ass.”
I open my mouth to respond, but then he plants his face between my thighs and my brain switches gears.
Darting a gaze left, then right, I reach down and push at his broad shoulder. “Landon, no. It’s too stressful. I won’t be able to keep an eye out when you… do that,” I say with some effort, already losing steam as his tongue brushes my clit. A shudder passes over me, just a glimpse of the pleasure I know he could give me.
It feels greedy to chase more pleasure, but he doesn’t give me much choice. I didn’t even think I could get aroused again so quickly after coming, but he’s so good with his mouth.
It’s a slower build this time, but when the pleasure reaches toe-curling heights and my fingers dig into the ground beneath us, I have the sense that it’s going to be more intense this time. I’ll be falling from a taller height, and I’m so drunk on the pleasure, it’s all I want in the world.
I gasp and cry out, my thighs trembling as I near the peak.
And then he stops.
The breath rushes out of me. I look down, my eyes wide when I see him moving from between my legs.
“What… what are you doing?” I ask, a bit dazed.
He smirks, smacking me on the ass. “You thought I was going to let you come after you taunted me? Have you even met me?”
“I didn’t mean it,” I whine, pouting.
He nods at the ground. “On your hands and knees. If you please me, maybe I’ll let you come while I’m fucking you.”
God, that shouldn’t be so sexy. What’s wrong with me?
I mull it over as I sulkily roll over to get on my knees, but I’m so distracted by the need to come, I almost forget to tell him to put on a condom this time.
My memory is jogged when I hear him unzip behind me.
“Wait! My purse. There’s a condom in my purse.”
Not sounding altogether thrilled, he asks, “Why do you have a condom in your purse?”
“Hannah gave it to me.”
Now he just sounds baffled. “Why doesHannahhave condoms?”
“I don’t know, but can you just grab it? I would like to remind you we are risking indecent exposure charges if someone decides to come to the beach today.”
I will need to get on birth control, though. It’s harder to remember that step than I expected it to be.
When Landon reaches into my purse, my desire-muddled brain reminds me of something else I didn’t think about.
