Page 122 of Fear of Love
“Fuck, you're so tight.” Landon grunted under his breath as he gripped my ass tightly, fingertips digging into my flesh. He moved my hips forward to meet his thrusts at the perfect angle, hitting so deep.
Our easy pace didn’t last. Within a moment, Landon was driving into me hard and fast, exactly the way I needed. There was something insatiable about the way I craved him. He had already bent me over the kitchen counter this morning and that still hadn’t been enough. It never was.
“Fuckkk,” I cursed, trying to keep my voice down. “Fuck me.” I pleaded.
Landon didn’t need any more prompting as he drove into me harder. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he took me against the door. The sharp slap of his hips meeting mine, andthe wet sounds between us filled the cramped space, loud and unrelenting. Someone was bound to hear us.
His grip on my ass was almost bruising as we moved against each other. My hips bucked against him, needing him as deep as possible.
“Come for me, baby,” Landon said through clenched teeth. “Come all over my cock.”
It only took a few slams of his hips before I exploded. I had to shove my face into his shoulder and bite down on his neck to keep from calling out. My whole body shuddered as I came around him.
Landon didn’t let up as he dragged my orgasm out. I felt like I was going to crumble into pieces from how intense it was. He pressed into me once, twice, three times before he groaned, the sound filling my ears. I’d never grow tired of hearing that.
We stayed still, both of us breathless as we came down from the high. I tightened around him, pulling a deep, guttural moan from Landon.
“Do that again and we won’t leave this supply closet,” he threatened. I was tempted, but I knew we needed to get back. He knew that, too, as he gently slid out of me and sat me back on my feet. I wobbled for a second before getting my footing. There was nothing like getting fucked against a door to make your legs feel like jello.
With our time running out, I reached down and fixed my underwear. I couldn’t wait to get my cast off this next week. As soon as I had them in place, Landon’s come started to trickle out of me, soaking the fabric.
“I’m going to have to go to the bathroom to clean up,” I said as I struggled to put my jeans and heels back on.
“No.” My head snapped up at Landon’s tone.
“Excuse me?”
“No cleaning up. You’re going to walk around the rest of the day with my come leaking out of you.” The command had me swallowing.
“I…” Why the hell was I turned on by that? As if sensing I wasn’t going to say anything else, Landon leaned down and pecked my lips.
“Good girl.”
With a playful smile, he helped me to the side and opened the door. I just shook my head, secretly loving how possessive he was being. After a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear, we stepped out of the supply closet.
I ran my fingers through my hair, hoping it wasn’t a complete mess. As we made our way toward the front counter, I couldn’t help but grin. There was something so thrilling, and definitely naughty, about getting caught being fucked in public. We could’ve easily been busted, but we were too caught up in the moment to care.
From the way Landon smirked down at me and squeezed my left hand, I wondered if he felt the same.
35
LYDIA
The rest of the event flew by. The mini tournaments and skill drills were a hit among the kids. Even a few parents got on the ice to try. It was by far the most successful event at Hockey Haven, and by the amount of people that came up to Landon to ask when the next one would be, he was definitely going to have to do one again.
When it neared four o’clock, people started to trickle out of the building. Half of the kids had to be carried out by their parents from how exhausted they were, and the other half were dragging their feet, not wanting to leave. I heard a few parents promise their kids they’d be back in a few days to skate.
It took well over forty minutes before the rink was cleared out. Everyone from the Knights, except for Wyatt, Trevor, and Bryton, had left a bit ago. The team looked more tired now after wrangling kids all day than they did after a hockey game.
“Well, that was fun,” Tasha said as we all met up by the ice rink.
“The best part was definitely Mateo being tackled by the kids.” Trevor smirked over at Mateo, who was sitting on a bench holding an ice pack to his head.
“Yeah, it was so fucking fun,” Mateo muttered.
There had only been an hour left of the event when Mateo put skates on and stepped onto the ice with the kids. Almost immediately, the kids flocked to him. While he was trying to get away, calling out Josie’s name to help him, they somehow knocked him off his feet. He landed on the ice with a thud and hit his head.
He didn’t hit it hard enough to be concerned, but it did leave a good bump. He was hit harder playing football, but he stopped any of us from fussing over him. I was sure he played it up a bit just so Josie would feel him up.
