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My breathing had changed. Getting in any air seemed an impossible feat, and I panted, “Oh, Landen.”
That earned me a growl and a squeeze. He lifted his head, looking up at me with nothing but hunger in his eyes. “Too long, Iris. I waited far too long for a taste of you.”
I rolled my hips against him, feeling just how excited he was, and prayed he could sense the silent plea for more in my stare.
Seemingly always aware of what I needed, what Iwanted, his mouth quirked as he dragged his calloused palms down my sides to my hips. He curled his fingers around the material at my waist and yanked it down my legs. Landen didn’t take his time by removing one layer at a time. He took it all in one swift move, surging up to his knees.
And when I was there, my knees bent and pressed together, with not a stitch of clothing on my body, Landen’s chest was heaving with his deep breaths.
His eyes met mine. “Spread your legs, Iris. Let me see you.”
My body shuddered at the command, at the husky tone of his voice that revealed more than the words themselves.
I instantly complied, parting my thighs to give him the unhindered view of every part of me.
Landen’s eyes journeyed over my body, those dark eyes growing hungrier by the second. His fingers twitched at his side, like he was trying to restrain himself for just a bit longer.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” He clenched and unclenched his fist. “I swear I’ve never seen anyone so stunning in my whole life.”
“You sure do know how to make a girl feel good about herself.” Sitting up, I brought my hands to his hips and gripped the waistband of his underwear as I tipped my head back to look at him. “But I’ll admit, this is a bit unfair to be completely naked on my own.”
I pulled the boxer briefs down, his manhood springing free, hard and proud. My mouth watered at the sight of him, and as I licked my lips, Landen’s hand drove into my hair to settle at the back of my skull. He tugged lightly,urging me to look up at him. “I see that look, sunshine. You’re not taking over here. I’m a starving man.”
“But—”
He pressed his thumb against my lips, a warning in his expression. I swallowed, offering as much of a nod as I could. And when he saw that I’d acquiesced, his hand drifted down to the side of my throat before encouraging me to fall to my back again.
Landen’s hands came to my thighs, and he scooted back, lowering his torso to the bed. He pressed several featherlight kisses to the insides of my thighs. His mouth wasthis closeto where I needed him to be.
He was driving me wild; I couldn’t take it.
“Please,” I begged, squirming in his hold. “Landen, please.”
I barely registered the sound of his soft chuckle before his tongue took its first lick. Slowly, torturously so, he flicked his tongue over my clit. Then, his whole mouth was on me. Kissing, licking, and sucking.
I whimpered.
Whimpered so deeply, it was a wonder I didn’t cry.
I should have known with the way he kissed that Landen would have excelled at using his mouth in other places. But I never expected this.
God, he was incredible.
And because he’d already done so much to turn me on, had allowed this to build between us for weeks now, I wasn’t surprised to feel that ache building and building in my lower belly so soon after he started.
Of course, it could have been the sounds coming from him that were aiding in that build. Or perhaps it was theway his rough hand floated over my skin or gripped my hips, legs, and breasts.
“Landen,” I called out a warning, my hand driving into his hair.
He became greedier, worked me harder. And the next thing I knew, I was tumbling over the edge of a cliff. Pleasure shot through my body as I felt like I was free-falling toward the earth. Landen didn’t relent, not at all. Not until I’d made it safely to the other side and had started to shriek while I squirmed to get away.
Landen finally gave in and pulled his mouth from me, but he kept his hold on my body firm. Strong.
He flicked his gaze for just a moment to my face, but quickly returned his focus to every inch of my skin that he kissed. My thighs and hips and breasts and shoulders. He took his time crawling up my body, in no rush to make it to his destination.
Despite how hot and feverish I felt, shivers broke out across my skin. Landen was building me up a second time, and he was doing it simply by kissing and touching my body.
Somehow, the ache between my legs grew, and my body became more and more sensitive to every brush of his fingertips.
