Page 108 of Desolation

“What happened?”

“Fuckin’ Legos. You think with two girls, there wouldn’t be Legos but nope. Makayla is obsessed with them.”

I smirk. “Maybe you should sleep with shoes on. What if there was an actual intruder?”

“Fuck off. I am going back to sleep. You are on guard duty now.”

“What room is hers?”

Mark flops onto the small bed in the corner that is far too small for his large figure. His legs dangle off the bed from the knees down. “No.”

“Oh, come on.”

“You are on guard duty.”

“And what were you doing? You were sleeping. You obviously don’t think she is in danger here.”

“I sleep with one eye open.”

I mutter under my breath and head for the stairs that lead up to the main part of the house.

“She is going to think you are attacking her if you go up there. Then she will scream and wake the whole house up. Who knows, she might shoot at you.”

“She has a gun?” I ask. She looked uncomfortable as hell when she saw me with one.

He flips me off. I take that as a no then.

I walk up the stairs being as quiet as I possibly can. I sneak up to the second floor and hope the doors don’t creak when I open them. This is an old house.

I open one of the bedrooms and find a set of bunk beds with two little girls snoring softly. My heart clenches. The man who never wanted children. Yet, I have this flutter in my stomach. Am I excited to meet the two girls she praised about?

The next door I open is across the hall and my heart skips a beat. Mari is sprawled across the white sheets of a four-poster bed. Her hair pulled up on top of her head and her face half buried in the pillows. She is wearing a white tank top and from where the sheet sits low on her ass it looks like only a pair of boy short underwear.

I walk slowly to the bed, trying not to wake her but the floor creaks and her eyes fly open. I rush to the edge of the bed, my hand covering her mouth so she doesn’t scream.

She struggles against me. She blinks twice before she relaxes. I take my hand off her mouth and go to speak but she does first.

“Landon,” her words, a whisper.

“Mar, I—”

I can’t finish the sentence because her lips are on mine. They are aggressive as she straddles my lap, her hands exploring my body. I hold on to her like my life depends on it. My hands rubbing up and down her body like I am starved for her.

She pushes me back onto the bed and grinds into me. “I missed you so much. I needed to see you. Mark told me that you couldn’t be assigned to me.”

“Let’s not talk about Mark while my dick is rock hard.”

She laughs a breathy giggle into my ear. “No, let’s not talk about him.”

She bites down on my neck and I groan at the feeling. I flip her over and kiss along the delicate ridge of her collarbone before making my way down to her breasts. I suck a nipple into my mouth through the thin fabric of her tank while my hand pulls the other out of the top.

She groans loudly and slaps her hand over her mouth. I laugh against her body as I make my way further down. The need to taste her raging through me.

I pull down her panties and throw them across the room. My mouth diving to the sacred valley between her thighs. She tastes like heaven. I lick from her pussy to her clit, sucking hard as I reach the throbbing button. I make my way back down before pressing my tongue inside of her, my thumb pressing into her clit. I move my way up and switch my hands and my mouth. She moans so loud she grabs a pillow to cover her face.

I laugh against her as I press a second finger inside of her. I can feel her walls clench around me and I search for the spot that I know will set her off.

I press my fingers into it hard as I bite gently on her clit. Her legs shudder and fall open as she reaches her climax. I suck on her one last time before crawling back up her body. I pull the pillow off her face and see her grinning.

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