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“Damn, girl.” Landon stepped close, lips parted, and pushed his leg between mine.
“Please don’t call me girl.” I hated that term and had stopped being a little girl a long time ago. I tipped my head down.
He curled a finger and gently lifted my chin to look deeply into my eyes, as concern tightened around his. “I’m sorry, I promise I won’t.”
“Good. Then I’ll show you how much of a woman I really am.” I purred for effect in his ear when I drew him closer.
Some men preferred a woman to be a tiger in the bedroom, whereas others preferred someone meek and gentle that they felt they needed to help bring the goddess to life. I was pretty sure Landon fell into the first category.
“Help me out of my clothes?”
With one quick movement, he pulled his own shirt off, giving me a gorgeous, up close and personal view of his firm chest with well-defined pecs and a kissable set of abs. There were at least eight, and maybe more, but the sight of his deep v peeking out from above the waistband of his shorts rendered me speechless and unable to count any higher.
Tender fingers wrapped around my back, down over the hump of my ass, where he palmed each cheek in his hands.
A deep moan rolled out between his parted lips. “Damn.”
Gently, he caressed the electrified skin on my back, inching his hands around my rib cage, lightly teasing around the front, making their way to my pert and ready-for-fun nipples.
Pushing my fingers through his thick hair, I pulled him in close enough to taste the hint of mint on his tongue from the gum he chewed on the seventeenth hole. I explored the warm, velvety part of him, sight unseen. His groan deepened as my skilled hands ran over his muscled back, and into his waistband.
“You go first.” Landon stepped back just a bit, giving me full access to his buckle.
As I gazed into his darkening blues, I unsnapped the button and pushed his shorts over his hips, letting it fall onto the floor as the beast within popped out in all his grand glory.
“Why, hello there.” I kissed down his abs, a deep heat pulsing between my legs as I lowered to his navel, planting some wet licks underneath.
He pulled me back up to my feet. “Not fair. My turn.”
“Shall I lay down for you?” I said coyly, as I stepped backward until my calves and ankles hit the edge of the bed.
Falling backward and down onto the mattress on the floor, I lay there as his eyes raked me over from my head to my toes, but stopped to enjoy the sights along the way.
Since he just stood there staring, I took the lead and pushed my skort over my hips, wiggling and lifting them high. Again, I surprised him with my lack of underwear, and his eyes grew two sizes and his excitement twitched as well. I put my thumbs under the band of my striped stockings, ready to push them off.
“No, stop. I rather like those on.”
“Oh really?” I put my stocking-dressed foot on his shoulder. “Come on in, sailor, this ship’s about to set sail.” I wiggled my eyebrows for effect.
Landon climbed overtop of me, kissing his way from the top of my stockings, around my belly button, over each of my heaving boobs – kissing them both equally – up over the curve of my neck to prob the darkest reaches of my mouth with his hot tongue.
I kissed the life out of him, and together we breathed as one, our bodies melting into the other.
His hands slid down my side, over my ample hips, teasing a path to the spot that desperately needed a soothing touch, or a gentle stroke, or a firm rub. I’d take any of it if he’d only hurry. Instead, he took his sweet time, coming up for air only to hold his breath as our tongues danced together and his long fingers sought out my heat. They hinted at a touch and moved away, repeatedly, until finally – finally – they caressed the tenderest part of me, causing me to inhale a sharp intake of air and to clutch the cotton bedsheets into the palm of my hand.
With the skill of a couple of men, his hands and fingers stroked, and searched, and rubbed, and plunged into me. It was worthy of gasps and groans and caused me to arch my back, where he slipped an arm under to prop me up. As he slipped and slid around between my heated thighs, he ghosted his lips over mine, sweetly calling out my name.
Whether it was the way he saidLib-by, or what he was doing while he slowly annunciated the two syllables, it was enough to curl my toes as a thunderous wave washed over me and a deep guttural groan rolled out, turning breathless the longer it sounded.
From beneath a heavily, lidded gaze, I opened my eyes and took in the sweet, ecstatic filled expression looking down on me.
“Are you satisfied?”
“Oh yes, but I could have that all the time. That was magnificent.” I stretched out my neck and kissed beside his lips. “Now I need to feel this inside me.” Trailing my fingers down his body, I reached for and held his girth in my hand.
“As you wish.” A deep flicker of amusement sparked in his blues. “Condom?” He scanned the room. “Oh, never mind.”
It’s not that I was anticipating this, but a box – an opened box – of condoms sat on the stool beside the head of the bed. He could think what he wanted, as long as he hurried up and tore one open.
