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“Nothing.”

“Where are you taking me? Someone will see.”

“Don't care anymore.” A quick peck seals the promise. “You're mine. Let everyone know.”

“Put me down. I need to grab my things.”

I pad behind her into the empty locker room to gather her keys and purse, not releasing my grasp on her hand. Never letting go again.

It tightens as we approach the parking lot. Before we get to my awaiting sister, my love elbows me. “Hey, what was Sadie saying? What do you 'really, really,reallywant me to be'?”

“My girlfriend.” I poke my tongue between my teeth, passing her a goofy smirk. “It was our Christmas Eve secret.”

She stops about a hundred feet from Delaney. “Ask me.”

“Indi,baby,” I start, turning to prop her sweet face with my palm. “Make me yours again.”

And she does.

Chapter 50: Getting Railed In A Summer Dress

Indi

Landon licks every ridge of my spine, rocketing pleasure from its root up until the hairs on my nape rise. His grip on my throat recedes to my hip, only to let go and spank me. He drives in harder with a grunt. “That's it, baby. Soak my cock.”

As if it was possible to be wetter after three hours of getting eaten out by the NHL's top scorer this season.

“Landon!” I gasp, looking over my shoulder. The sheets ball under my fists as he hits the spot deep within me again and again. “Notfair.”

He smirks, the little shit. “All's fair in love and betting your boyfriend on who's gonna come first.”

Arms stretching forward, chest lowering to the mattress, I push back on him.

“Oh,fuck, Indi.” The hand on my shoulder releases and grasps onto the flesh of my other hip, and I moan out when the vibrating toy wrapped around him stills at my entrance. “Now you're playing dirty.”

“You knew what you were getting into,” I pant, cheek smashed against the plush bed top. “I'm a lawyer.”

My knees glide outward, pressing my breasts into the luxe Egyptian cotton sheets. The friction against my nipples as he picks up the insane pace of thrusts—all while the cock ring teases my clit—is almost unbearable.

Landon groans, so deep it rumbles through me and a high-pitched whine escapes. “Love when you fucking visit. Love this sweet cunt choking my cock.”

He's beautiful like this. I watch him through tangled eyelashes. Warped expression on his handsome face, sweat trickling through the fine chest hairs between broad pecs and an immaculate set of abs. His forearms strain with raised veins as he holds onto me and whatever restraint he has left.

I'm face-down, ass-up, and completely in love with this filthy-mouthed man.

I shift my hips, heightening the curve of my back to optimize the angle. Landon's throat rips out the most unhinged, prolonged moan. Jaw dropped, the sinews of his neck ready to snap like an overstretched rubber band. His hands slip from their hold on my hips and scratch nail marks into my back, a delightfully painful break from the intoxicating level of pleasure.

“Fuckingfuck.”He twitches inside of me, cock stretching my pulsing walls, filling me entirely as the toy lands on my swollen clit. “Indi…God, Indi, let go.”

My body reaches the last rung of the orgasm with the command and when his hips judder against mine, I do. A combined, inhuman cry echoes through the penthouse as we come together, his shallow, sloppy pumps making the high last.

I sputter through satisfied laughter, breathless and dazed when Landon empties the last of his release. Blood-filled lips caress my back along with those calloused hands, sending delicious shivers across my sensitive skin. Brushing away the mess of my stuck-on, sweaty hair, he groans in my ear, chuckling. “Fuckingphenomenal.”

“So good,” I say, nearly senseless. “We'll call it a tie.”

“Where the fuck did you learn how to do that?”

One eyebrow lifts lazily. “I read.”

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