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“No,” I say again, pushing him away harder. “I still have questions.”
“There’s only one question. Will I do whatever the fuck it takes to keep you to myself? You know the answer, so act accordingly and I won’t have to do any more psycho shit.”
Sighing dramatically as he attacks my neck, I ignore the pleasant shiver and tempting tug of arousal. “You don’t deserve a reward for bad behavior,” I mutter.
“Yeah, well, lucky for me, I don’t sit around waiting to see what I deserve.” His fingers slide into the waistband of my sleep shorts, and he pushes them down.
“Landon,” I complain, trying to push him off me.
He grabs my wrists, pinning them to the mattress and coming down on top of me so his weight is crushing me. “We’re done talking about this,” he informs me.
My heart leaps and I feel a twinge between my legs, but also a grinding in my brain. “It’s like you activelytryto piss me off.”
He smirks, sliding his hand down my panties and grabbing my pussy and feeling how slick I am. “You don’t feel very pissed off to me.”
I sigh with defeat as he pushes a finger into me.
Fuck.
“I swore I wasn’t going to let you distract me with sex.”
“Then you set yourself up for failure. Good job, bookworm,” he murmurs, pushing his finger deeper into my body.
A light bulb goes off in my head belatedly. “Bookworm. You called me that when you were pretending to be Javi.”
He nods, sliding a second finger into me. “I called you that in person once, too, to see if you’d catch it. I dropped you a couple of other hints, too. You missed them.”
“Damn. I guess I was off my game,” I murmur, my eyes drifting closed as he curls his finger and teases my clit.
“Almost like someone had you distracted,” he murmurs teasingly.
My head lolls back, arousal tempting me to give up the fight and just enjoy what he’s doing to me.
Amusement thick in his tone, he leans down to kiss my jaw while he finger fucks me. “Maybe I’m not such a dumb jock after all.”
“I never called you that,” I mutter, though I’m not even sure it’s true. He makes me mad a lot. I probably did say that at some point.
“Maybe not to my face,” he says wryly.
I can’t help smiling as his kisses reach the corner of my mouth. “Whatever insult I flung your way, you more than earned it.”
“That’s all right. You run your mouth all you want. Just know I’ll punish your little ass for it.”
His suggestive tone makes my body hum. “Oh, no. Not a punishment,” I say, my tone flat. “Anything but that.”
Landon grins against my mouth when his kisses finally reach my lips. “Who knew Parker Johansson would be such a freak,” he murmurs against them.
“You know what they say. It’s always the quiet ones.”
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“How are your muffins?”
I’m sitting at the counter with Landon enjoying some strawberry-topped oatmeal when my phone lights up with a text from Hannah.
Frowning as I read it, I drop my spoon and grab the phone to text her back. “What muffins?”
“Landon didn’t give you the muffins?”
