Page 29 of Pursued By My Grumpy Fiancé
“Hotel?” I ask.
The apprehension must be written all over my face because he reassures me quickly.
“It’s a suite, with two separate rooms. I told Mr. Langley my mother may want to stay with us so he would book a suite. We won’t have to share a room.”
I’m shocked by his tenderness and generosity. His concern about making sure I’m comfortable is sweet, and I find myself actually starting to like Landon.
“Let’s go,” I say.
We step out the doors and get into the limo.
Thehotelisplush.Our suite is two bedrooms, like Landon said. In each room is a huge king size bed. Each bed is covered with huge comforters and four down pillows. Even though the night is still young, I’m eager to crawl into one of those beds.
I’m settling in on the soft divan while Landon pours us each a glass of wine in the kitchen. He brings them over and takes a seat next to me.
“So, Ms. Dunn, how would you say your night was overall? Is the high life everything you thought it would be?” he asks as he takes a sip.
I grin in response.
“Actually, it’s a little bit more fun than I imagined it would be. I did enjoy getting all dolled up, although I would have liked more of a warning.” I shoot him a look and he rolls his eyes. “Truthfully, I felt like a princess today. So, thank you.”
“You look like a princess too,” he says.
I blink in response, not expecting him to have said anything like that.
I gently tug at the jewelry around my neck.
“Is that bothering you?” he asks.
“Eh, it is a bit heavy. It’s starting to leave marks on me. Definitely not a piece you can wear for lengthy amounts of time,” I say.
He gestures for me to turn around. I lift my hair up as I face my back towards him.
His hands quickly find their place on the clasp. My skin shivers everywhere he touches, and I can feel that I’m eager for more. He takes the necklace and places it on the coffee table. I slowly let my hair drop and turn back around.
“Thank you for looking out for me earlier. I really appreciate you stepping in with Ivan, and I appreciate you taking my feelings into consideration when booking the room. I gesture around the room and take a sip of my drink.
“Don’t be silly.” He laughs. “What kind of person would I be if I didn’t step in with Ivan? And, of course I consider your feelings.”
He shrugs, but I can tell there’s more behind it than he lets on. I put my hand on his knee and his gaze meets mine.
“I’m serious. I shouldn’t have thought so poorly of you before. I was wrong with my impression, and I’m sorry.” I squeeze his knee.
He takes a deep breath before responding.
“You don’t need to apologize. I was a jerk, especially putting you on the spot the way I did. I’ve thought about it a lot since then, and I can see why it put you on the defensive.”
He smiles at me. Our gazes are connected with intensity, and there is heat burning between us.
I lean forward and place my lips on his. The kiss is gentle at first, and sweet. As it deepens, I run my tongue along Landon’s bottom lip. He sucks in a breath, surprised by my move. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in closer. I lean over him, my fingers finding their way to the buttons on his shirt. I start at the top and unbutton my way down his muscular chest.
Landon tangles his hands in my hair, pulling my face in closer to his. He brings my bottom lip into his mouth, suckling it for a moment. I moan lightly, a small noise of pleasure. He moves his hands down to my shoulder, flicking one strap off my shoulder, then the other. Once I finish with his last button, I stand up and let my dress fall to the ground. I’m grateful that I wore something cute under this—lace floral lingerie.
“So beautiful.” Landon whispers as he inhales sharply.
He grabs my waist and runs his hands along my stomach. They reach around my back and unclasp my bra with an expertise that only comes with having done it many times before. I shimmy my shoulders out of my bra and it falls to the ground. He grabs my ass with one hand and pulls me onto his lap. With the other hand, he cups one of my breasts and closes his mouth around it. He suckles it gently and I throw my head back, moaning with pleasure. He lays me down on the couch and kisses his way down my stomach to my panty line. He kisses my sensitive spot through the fabric and I start panting with the teasing sensation of pleasure. He takes my panties in his teeth and slowly pulls them down my legs.
His hands grip my thighs and push them up, completely exposing me to him. He licks his lips and makes eye contact as he leans down between my legs. Without taking his eyes off me, he takes his tongue and runs it right over my sweet spot. I cry out, unable to control it. He moves his tongue over it again, and I cry out louder. He takes this as a sign and continues, going faster and quicker the longer it goes on. I’ve never felt pleasure like this, it sends tingles all over my body. I can feel the crescendo building, like waves ready to reach the shore.
