Page 35 of Landon (In Safe Hands)
Landon
Holyshit. If I believed in signs, that would be a big flashing one telling me totrust this woman with my secret. Unfortunately, it’s not just my secret, andI’d need to talk to the guys before telling her anything.
“Doyou really mean that?” I ask, putting my arm around her. “You’d put them todeath?”
“Yeah,I mean, the ones you know for sure are guilty. Those perverts don’t just dothat type of thing once and then stop because they got caught.” She peeks up atme. “You think that’s too harsh?”
“Nope,actually, I agree with you.” She snuggles into me. “Are you tired?”
“No,but I wouldn’t mind going to bed.” Her lascivious smile turns to a laugh when Iscoop her up and carry her to bed.
“So.”She watches me strip down to my boxer briefs, her eyes widening a bit. “I seemto remember you telling me you wanted to ‘plant your face between my luscioustits, then bend me over the bed.’ Is that still the plan?”
“It’son my list, although, it seems I need to find a way to quiet that smart mouth,”I growl, crawling up her body.
“Idon’t say much during an orgasm.”
“Exceptwhen you scream my name,” I taunt, before grabbing her soft lips with mine. Sheslips her tongue into my mouth with a little moan and all bets are off. There’sno chance I’m going to make slow sweet love to her. I’m fucking her until shebegs for mercy.
Shereturns my kisses with just as much fervor, her hand grasping at my ass whileshe grinds her crotch against my bulge. Our clothes get tossed in a pile on thefloor while I fulfill my promise to bury my face between her breasts. For sucha lean little thing, she has amazing tits, and judging by her reaction when Isuck on her nipple, she enjoys the attention I’m paying them.
Herhand wraps around my hard cock and she gasps. “No wonder you’re so damnarrogant.”
“Keepinsulting me, baby, and see what happens.” Grabbing her ankles, I yank her assto the edge of the bed and kneel in front of her, planting my mouth between herlegs.
Thesqueal that rings out makes me smile as I eat her like a starving man. No timeto adjust or slowly work our way into it, I lick and suck her without mercy,gripping her thighs tight when she instinctively fights to get away. “Noescape, sweetheart,” I tell her before locking my lips over her clit andsucking hard.
Thistime I’m sure the people in the neighboring room hear her shriek my name, especiallybecause I don’t stop the first time she comes. Twisting and whimpering, shegroans out a second orgasm before I stop. Her chest rises and falls quickly asI roll on a condom. I love seeing her like this, all mussed and fuck drunk, andI haven’t even begun to show her what she’s in for.
“Youstill with me?” I ask, standing at the edge of the bed and wrapping one of herlegs around my waist.
“Mmm.”
Runningthe head of my cock against her opening, I tease, “I’m going to need somewords. You want this?”
Sheopens her eyes and grins up at me. “Will you fuck me already?”
Yeah,she’s going to get it. After two orgasms, she’s dripping wet, and I have noproblem sliding all the way inside her. Her head falls back and her legs tense.“Oh fuck! Damn it.” Curses fall from her lips as she fights to adjust to mysize.
“Suchnaughty language,” I murmur, increasing my pace. She moves with me perfectly,and fuck, I’ve never felt anything so good. I feel her clamp around me when shecomes again, and I have to fight not to lose it.
Imove her legs so they’re straight up against my chest, her feet on either sideof my head, and delve as deep as I can. “Oh, fuck, oh, yes, Landon.”
“Right.There.” I reply, thrusting hard on each word, loving her response. I’m notholding back anymore. Her nails dig into my thighs as I grip her hips and poundinto her relentlessly.
“Ohgod, I can’t, no more,” she pleads.
“Onemore. I want one more. Come for me, Zoe.”
Shakingand sweating, she surrenders with a long, low moan, and I let go, the force ofit pulling a growl from my throat.
Afew minutes later, we’re curled up on the bed, sweat drying on our bodies. Herhead rests on my chest, and I play with her soft hair. A shiver runs throughher.
“You’recold. We should get under the covers.” We didn’t even bother turning back thebedspread.
“Notgoing to be able to do it,” she murmurs, making me laugh. “You killed me. I’mdead.”
“It’dbe a great way to go. Death by orgasm. Come on, Ms. Difficult, let’s get youcomfortable.” Snuggled under the blankets, we both drift off.
