Page 38 of Crusher

The compliment makes me soar and I’m desperate to have his lips on me. “Hurry,” I whimper.

Not one to be rushed, Landon teases the inside of my thigh with licks and nibbles, then moves to the other and does the same. “I don’t think I will. I plan on showing you just how badly I want you. But I’ll do it slowly.”

My desire ramps up and I bite back a groan while he continues pressing kisses along the lengths of my legs. I’m ready to beg when he shifts back up the bed and hovers over my needy pussy again.

“Look at you.” He slides a fingertip through my slit and I can hear how wet I’ve become. “I think you want me to taste you. Is that right?”

“Please, Landon. Don’t make me b—” My words are silenced when he rakes his teeth across my clit and my loud moan fills the room.

My heart races with anticipation, my senses flooded with the feel of his touch, the smell of my arousal, and the sound of his deep chuckle. Then, he spreads my pussy lips apart and circles his tongue around my core. I want it so much, want him so much. I spear my fingers through his hair, tugging the strands and drawing him closer to my body.

“Landon,” I cry as pleasure pulses in my veins.

He doesn’t respond. At least not verbally. Instead, he eats at me more forcefully, using one hand to expose my clit with his strong forearm holding my writhing hips in place. He suckles on my throbbing bud while gliding two thick digits deep into my center.

Low, dark chuckles hum against my pussy as I almost shoot off the bed when he finds my G-spot, massaging the textured flesh with his long fingers. “Oh God, oh God, oh God…” I chant, feeling my orgasm build far too soon.

“That’s not my name, Trouble. I want to hear it when I make you come.”

I bite down on my lower lip, stilling the choked sounds threatening to escape. My body is on fire and my hips rock in sync with his hand as he thrusts his fingers roughly inside me, almost demanding that I climax for him. I’m so close, and I want to hang on longer, but the pleasure is too much and I fall over the edge.

“Landon… fuck,” I whine, my body tensing before my thighs shake from my release.

“I’ll never get tired of tasting you,” he groans against my clit while swallowing down my orgasm as I struggle to catch my breath.

I don’t know how much time passes before I can feel my body again. But Landon is still between my legs, lazily licking my pussy and my thighs before he crawls over me and makes me taste myself from his lips.

“Always so beautiful when you come for me.” He gazes into my eyes and some emotion I can’t quite place swirls inside me.

But before I can decipher what I’m feeling, he nudges the tip of his hard cock against my entrance, coating himself in my slick wetness and circling his piercing over my clit. My greedy hands reach for him, wanting him to hurry up. But he tsks at me, gripping my hands and placing them back above my head.

“If you want me to fuck you, you’ll keep them right there.”

I eagerly nod my head, dying for him to fill me up and soothe the ache raging inside me. I kind of like seeing him like this, commanding and dominant. I’ve always known that’s how he was, but I was usually too busy fighting my feelings to pay much attention. Tonight, however, I crave it, needing to let go and allow him to make me feel good, make me feel things that no one else can.

“I need you,” I beg, seeing it on his face the moment he catches my double meaning.

Then, he crashes his mouth to mine, aligning his cock with my entrance and driving inside me. My lungs fill with air and my head tips back on a loud gasp, pure bliss rushing through my body. His hips press flush against me as a groan vibrates in his chest.

“Fuck, you feel good wrapped around my dick.”

As much as I agree, I yearn for more. “Move,” I plead. “I need you to move.”

His mouth twists into a smirk, before he withdraws almost completely and swiftly thrusts back into my slick pussy. But this time he doesn’t stop, driving into me over and over until waves of bliss flow through my body, building an exquisite orgasm just ready to explode. “I want you too much, baby. I’m not gonna last long.”

“Good, I wanna feel you come inside me, Landon.” My hands claw at the pillow and I’m doing my best to keep them where he placed them.

He looks at me with a question in his eyes, searching my gaze until he finds the unspoken answer he’s looking for. “You’re all mine now, Sadie. No going back.” He says it like a warning.

But I want this. I’m ready for this. And I want to be his. To belong to him like he’ll belong to me. “All yours,” I declare, and his eyes close with relief.

Then he takes me harder and faster, pain mixing with pleasure as he sits back on his legs, his huge hands forcing my thighs to my chest while he holds them in place. I’m losing control and grip his forearms, desperate to touch him and needing that connection. He clutches the backs of my thighs while he pounds mercilessly into my body, and I welcome every erotic second of it.

“Come for me, baby. I need you to come right now,” he demands, but I can barely hear him over the swooshing of blood as it rushes through my ears.

My mind blanks and my eyes squeeze shut when my second orgasm thunders inside me. Warm liquid floods my pussy and I blink open my eyes to see Landon’s face contorted with pure ecstasy. He looks so sexy and masculine and powerful as he towers over me, using my body to experience pleasure.

Without slipping out, he gently lowers my legs, then turns us so my back presses against his front. He wiggles his massive thigh between mine, wedging his arm comfortably beneath my neck, and rests the other over my hip. I curl into him, exhaustion once again seeping into my sore limbs. He holds me tight as we catch our breaths, the rhythmic thump of his heart beating in time with mine.

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