Page 97 of Only With You

I don’t know what to do, but I do know how I feel. Adrenaline courses through my body like lightning at the thought of getting caught. It’s wrong on so many levels, because the girls would be mortified if they saw the position we’re in, but I can’t bring myself to care.

Not when he forces me to arch my back more and then grabs my ass.

“Don’t be loud,Love.”

Oh, there goes that word again.

“Are you awake?” Polly giggles.

I ignore her voice, loving the way Landon drags his tongue along my slit. He laps at me painfully slow, making me feel delirious because I’m so close, every inch of my body is pulsing with anticipation.

He does it a few more times while Gabby and Polly go at it on the other side of the door. I’m not sure what they’re saying, but I can’t think straight right now. Not even when I hear the doorknob rattle. I don’t make him move. I push my ass closer to him and roll my hips.

The rattle stops, but so does Landon licking me. I want to ask him why he did that, but I get my answer when he thrusts histongue inside of me. I jerk at the sudden intrusion, because I’ve never had anyone do that to me.

“Mmm,” I moan, closing my eyes, because I possibly gave myself away, but when he circles his finger around my clit, my mind goes blank.

He continues to drive his tongue inside me as he plays with my clit. My eyes roll back and my body thrashes against him. I come so hard, my clit spasms out of control.

I’m crying and whimpering into the fabric, smothering the noises with my duvet. I’m trying to catch my breath, but Landon doesn’t let up.

He only pulls back to say, “You’re so easy, coming on my tongue like this. Like a good slut,” before he continues to fuck my pussy with his tongue and rub circles on my clit.

I continue to come and spasm as he eats me out mercilessly.

When he’s done, I slump, exhausted and sated, and don’t realize he undid the scarf until I feel him massaging my wrists.

Opening my eyes, our gazes collide. I want to say something, but I’m not sure what. I think he’s also at a loss for words, because he doesn’t say anything, continuing to rub my wrists.

“Are they okay?”

I take the thong out of my mouth and clear my hoarse throat and sit up, but he doesn’t let go. “Yeah, they’re fine. You don’t have to do that. I’m okay.”

The reality of what we did finally sets in.

I draw my eyes to his bulging erection. “Do you want me to?—”

“No.” He lets go of my hand and adjusts himself. “I should go. The girls left again, but they’ll be back eventually.”

I hadn’t realized they left.

“Okay,” I reply, forcing myself off of the orgasmic cloud. “I have to work early in the morning anyway.”

He licks his lips and nods, his expression blank. “Okay, good night, Julianna.”

“Good night, Landon.” I try to look aloof, but I’m sure I look a mess and I’m very naked. Landon, on the other hand, has his clothes on and looks perfectly fine aside from the raging boner.

With a final glance, he walks out and I don’t move, not until I hear the front door shut.

I stand and search for my sweater, but it’s nowhere in sight.

I text him and ask him where he threw it, but I never get a reply. I keep searching, but eventually give up and settle for my pajamas.

The next few hours, I stay up, thinking about him, and unfortunately, as hard as I try, I can’t fall asleep, because every time I close my eyes, he invades my thoughts.

I should really reevaluate my life choices.

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