Page 149 of Contempt


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“Are you crazy?” I ask, glancing back at him. “We very nearly just got caught.”

“Nah. The door was locked. We were fine.”

My eyes widen. “That wouldn’t have helped if she would have come two minutes later and heard me in here moaning and panting.”

He smirks. “Then maybe you need to learn to be quiet. I can cover your mouth for you if you get too noisy.”

“I bet you could,” I murmur.

“Mm-hmm.” He pulls my hair away from my shoulder, then leans in and kisses my neck. “I can restrain you. Hold you face down while I fuck you. Make sure your cries are smothered in the pillow as I pound that pussy.”

Fuck.

“Stop turning me on.”

Rather than obey me, he brings a hand up to squeeze and caress my breast. The way he handles me, so confident as he squeezes and teases my nipple.

“Landon,” I say on a sigh, half complaint, half plea.

Knowing he’s got me, he walks me back toward the bed. When we get there, he releases me so he can draw my sleep shirt off and toss it on the floor behind us.

I was already completely naked when we were messing around in my bed, but he’s only half-undressed. His incredible upper body is on full display, but he’s wearing black sweats slung low on his hips. I slide my fingers down the front of his waistband and reveal the snugger waistband of his boxer-briefs.

I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull him closer, then I lean in and kiss his abdomen. I kiss my way over it and down, then I experiment with letting my tongue dart out to trace the curves of his muscles.

Landon slid his fingers through my hair, mindlessly playing with it while I kissed him, but as my tongue travels lower, his grip on my hair tightens.

He uses it to tug my head back and force me back on the bed, then he climbs on with me, straddling me and grabbing my hand. He guides it to his cock, and I feel a burst of heat between my legs when I feel how hard he is.

I rub him through his pants, watching his beautiful face and body as my touch brings him pleasure. His head lolls back, but only for a few seconds. Then he reaches down and palms my tits, sucking some of the air from my lungs when he does.

“So fucking pretty,” he rumbles, and my blood turns to liquid heat in my veins.

He pushes my hand off his bulge and leans down to give me a kiss. He tangles a hand in my hair and cradles my jaw with the other so he can completely control my movements. I’m hungry for his kisses, but he pulls back and leaves me wanting.

Then he lets go of my face and shoves down his pants. My heart thuds when he shoves down his underwear next.

Apprehension takes hold. My body is still warmed up for him, but I’ve never done what I think I’m about to do.

I swallow, looking up at his face as he strokes his cock.

“Are you a good girl?” he asks me.

I nod wordlessly, still looking up at him.

“Good,” he says, his tone warm with approval. Then he holds my chin with one hand, his cock with the other, and he guides himself to my mouth.

I feel a bit panicked with him on top of me, literally restraining me with his strong thighs. It’s an instinctive physical reaction, though. I like when he pins me down.

I like the firm way he holds my chin to keep me from moving, too, though the way my stomach sinks, it’s hard to tell. Instinctively, I brace my hands on the bed and tense up as his thick cock slides between my lips.

“Relax.” He absently caresses my jaw with his thumb as he eases in. Once his cock is in far enough, he reaches down to squeeze and caress my breast, stimulating me and making my body respond as I take his cock deeper into my mouth. “That’s so fucking good, Parker. You look so beautiful with a mouthful of my cock.”

Yearning shoots through me, my mouth softening up around him because Iwantto please him. I want to taste him. I want him as deep inside me as he can get.

I cry out around his cock as he slides a little deeper, but it’s because he squeezes my nipple and the pressure makes my thighs shake. He does it again a little harder and I moan around his cock, feeling the reverberations in my throat.

“Christ,” Landon says sharply, releasing my jaw so he can shove his fingers into my hair and get a better grip on my skull. He shoves his cock deeper and my throat tries to reject him, but then he pinches my nipple and…

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