Page 81 of Fall With Me (Sugarland Creek)

Her head falls back, and I lick across the softness of her neck. “Thatta girl, take what you need.”

“I need you,” she begs.

“Imagine it’s me,” I whisper in her ear as I hold the hat in place so she can feel the friction. “My fingers in your sweet cunt and my tongue flicking your needy clit as you soak my hand. Picture me touching every inch of your body.”

“Oh my God…” She moans so loud, I’m grateful we’re in the privacy of my old truck on the side of a country road. “Almost there…keep talkin’.”

“Mm, so the dirty talk does it for ya? Duly noted.” I smirk, kissing along her jawline. “I’ve been imagining all the ways I’d touch you for so long. I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop once I do.”

“Tell me…every detail.”

She continues breathing heavily, and I know it’s only a matter of seconds before she unravels.

“Mm…you really are a Little Devil, aren’t you? Wanting to know all the ways I’ve fantasized about you? All the times I’ve jerked off in the shower imagining you in there with me…”

“Yes, just like that…”

I don’t need to say another word before she’s moaning through her release and shattering in my arms.

“Holy shit…did I just come on your cowboy hat?” she asks when she finally catches her breath.

I smirk, grab the hat from between us, and place it back on my head. “I can die a happy man now. In fact, bury me in this so I’m never without it.”

Chapter Nineteen

ELLIE

Ican’t stop smiling as Landen and I walk hand in hand through the grocery store. Knowing what I do about him, putting us on public display like this is a huge deal.

Locals from Sugarland Creek love their juicy Southern gossip and this will get someone’s attention to start it.

When an elderly woman greets him and he tips his hat at her, I have to conceal my laughter.

“That just feels wrong,” I tease.

“Not to me.” He winks as he continues to push the cart with one hand.

I can’t believe what happened in his truck, and I don’t know what the hell it means now, but I’m choosing not to freak out about it. My life was so structured and almost every day was predictable.

Now, I like not knowing. I want tolivemy life for once.

“Okay, here’s my mom’s list. Can you hold it for me?”

I grab the piece of paper from his hand and read it over as he pushes the cart.

“You shop for your mom? How sweet,” I gush.

“Only once in a while. Every Sunday we have family supper and since I had to shop for myself for the week, I volunteered to grab anything for tonight she might need.”

“Wow, that’s sweet. So all of your siblings come?”

“Yep. Fisher, Magnolia, and their kids.” He looks at me and grins. “It’s a full house.”

“I bet it gets crazy.”

“Well, you’re about to find out soon.”

“Why?”

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