Page 174 of Only With You

My asshole is twitching around him, sucking and gripping him deeper in me as the high continues to take over my body.

Landon harshly breathes, his thrusts becoming sloppier and the hold of my hair tightening. Then, a throaty, hoarse moan escapes him and he slows. I feel him swell before he releases inside of me, but he doesn’t stop rocking his hips against me until he’s done.

Heavy pants, breaths, and lingering moans echo in the room, and when he lets go of my hair, I slump forward, feeling spent and weak. I shudder at the loss of the fullness I felt around him as he slowly pulls out.

I feel so much and so little at the same time, I don’t think I’ll ever recover.

Landon collapses on the bed next to me and I turn my head to look at him, my eyes heavy. I’d be embarrassed about the mess I just made, but I also know he doesn’t care and how much he likes it. I also feel his cum leaking out of me, dripping down the inside of my thigh.

“My body is officially shut down for business. Don’t ever think about touching me again.”

“Love, we’re only getting started.”

48

JULIANNA

“I really hateyou right now, so if you don’t stop looking at me, I’m going to kick you out.”

“I did tell you, you were going to hate me,” Landon states matter-of-factly.

I pin him with the angriest glare I can muster, but I’m sure I look like I’m seconds away from falling asleep.

“It’s good to know you can uphold your promises,” I flatly mutter.

“I always do.”

My blink is slow and heavy as I look away, and I add some distance between us. But that does nothing but add some discomfort.

When Landon said we were only getting started, he wasn’t kidding. I could have easily told him no because I know he’d respect my boundaries, but I did the opposite of that.

And boy, did I fuck up because I didn’t take into consideration that Landon is a D1 athlete, so his stamina is insane. He’s constantly training, working out, and doing things that athletes do to stay in shape.

After the first, we showered, he cleaned up the mess because he wouldn’t let me do it, and we ate. Then he gave me one look. Just one look is all it took for us to end up naked again.

I don’t know what I was thinking because I was already sore, but he promised he’d go slow, and that it’d feel good. And he delivered. What he failed to mention was that he’d purposely edge me for the sake of being an asshole, because he was still not over the “jumperincident.”

I shouldn’t complain because the orgasm was worth it, but my poor vagina is temporarily out of business until further notice.

“Was that a limp I saw?”

His taunting tone vexes me, but I don’t reply. I lift my middle finger and keep my gaze glued to the door as I wait for my students to arrive.

From the corner of my eye, I think I see his lips rise, but I’m not too sure and I refuse to look.

“Hey.” Landon stands in front of me, blocking my view.

Craning my head back, I fold my arms against my chest. I try to appear mad, but the small smile on his face dulls it and I return a smile of my own. “Hey.”

“Thanks for buying those things for me. But you shouldn’t have, I could’ve brought my stuff.”

“I know, but I wanted to and it’s only fair. I have stuff at your place and now, you have stuff in mine.”

It’s not a big deal. I just got him some contact lens solution, a contact case, and a few other toiletries for when he stays over.

His face brightens. “I had fun last night. Did you?”

My lips almost fall, but I manage to keep them intact, but I can’t stop the way my heart plummets.

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