Page 50 of Landon (In Safe Hands)
Hescoots closer. “So, Zoe, since Landon’s busy, why don’t you come to my show?I’ll get you a great seat right up front.”
Landonis on his feet in half a second, pulling Justus to the table. “She’s notwatching you strip, asshole. Leave her alone before I beat your ass.”
Dareand Jeremy laugh as Justus blows me a kiss before taking his seat, and Landontries to give him a dirty look, but the corner of his mouth twitches up. Justuswas obviously trying to rile him up. Something tells me it’s not out of theordinary for these guys.
Idon’t know how long they’ve all known each other, but they’re obviously close.I suppose the work they do brings them closer together, makes them trust anddepend on each other, and I’m glad they have Landon’s back. We stay for alittle over an hour, and I have to admit, they’re funny. Listening to themtaunt and insult each other is hilarious.
Itdoesn’t hurt that they’re all too hot to be real. Seriously, I don’t think I’veever been in a room with so many lickable guys. I’m not surprised Justus is astripper with his lean, muscular body, and blond curls. Dare is a pile ofmuscle topped with dark hair and a wicked grin. That smile must drop pantiesall over town. Jeremy is more classically handsome, clean cut with neatlytrimmed brown hair and a slender build.
Iwonder why I’m the only woman here. Surely, men like these can’t all be single,unless—like Landon—they don’t date, just fuck.
It’safter ten when we finally say goodbye, and return to Landon’s hotel suite. Theweeks apart have been as difficult for him as they were for me, judging by theway he tears my clothes off the second we get through the door. My back ispressed against the sitting room wall as our lips slam together, tonguesbattling for dominance. I make short work of his clothes as well, and after apeek at how hard he is for me, I can’t resist dropping to my knees.
I’mrewarded with a yelp when I suck him in, showing no mercy. My hands find hisfirm ass and squeeze while he fists my hair, making me groan. His moans andcurses encourage me and I work him faster, rolling his balls between myfingers. “Zoe, I’m going to come if you don’t stop,” he warns, breathing hard. He’slosing control and I love it. His hands slam against the wall, holding him upas he comes, and I swallow, making him groan.
He’sstill catching his breath as I slide up the wall until we’re eye to eye. Hislips tilt and an eyebrow climbs his forehead at the sight of my expression.“I’m going to wipe that smug little smile off of your face,” he warns, grabbingme around the thighs and carrying me over to the couch. I’m bent over the armas he pushes my feet apart with his foot. A gasp escapes when I feel his tonguedelve between my legs, and I start to stand up. “No, you don’t. Bend back overthat couch. Keep your hands on the cushion.”
“Or?”I taunt.
“OrI’ll tie them together and spank your little ass.”
Myheartbeat triples. “Not exactly a deterrent.”
Chuckling,he plants a palm on my back and pushes me down again. His cock prods my ass ashe bends over me, his chest to my back, and murmurs in my ear. “In due time,baby. I’m going to spank that ass, and fuck it, but tonight I’m going to eatyou until you can’t stand up, then fuck you until you can’t walk. Now, hold still.”
Hispalm meets my ass with a delightful sting before he plants both hands on mythighs, holding them apart while his tongue resumes its divine torture betweenmy legs. His fingers join in, dipping and rubbing. Fuck, but the man istalented. And true to his word. After too many orgasms to count, my legs areshaking as I hear him unwrap a condom.
Amoment later, I’m filled with him, stretched to the limit.
* * * *
It’safternoon, but we’re still lounging in bed. After last night, I may never walkagain. I hate to leave, but I’ll have to soon. Peeking up at him from my comfyplace curled against his side, I tell him, “Schools are closed this week forteacher’s meetings, so I need to spend some time at home. I don’t want to leaveEthan alone too much.”
Landonis quiet for a few moments before a smile climbs across his face. “Let’s gosomewhere. Do you like the beach?”
“Ofcourse, but, surely you can’t…”
“Wecan have fun after the sun goes down. You and Ethan can enjoy the beach duringthe day. He could bring a friend to hang out with in the evenings. Panama CityBeach wouldn’t be crowded this time of year and I’ll arrange for a suite forus, plus a room for Ethan and a friend.”
Hiseyes burn with the excitement that’s clear in his voice and I really don’t wantto disappoint him, but we can’t just up and run to Florida. “Last minute planetickets cost a fortune, and I can’t let you-”
“I’vegot more money than I’ll ever be able to spend, Zoe,” he interrupts. “You workso hard to take care of Ethan. You deserve a week away, and after the monthhe’s had, I’m sure Ethan could use a break. Plus, I’d like to get to know him.We can take a night flight tomorrow night, and be checked in before dawn.”
Rollingover on my belly, I grin at him. “Are you sure you want to take two teen boyson vacation?”
“Yep,you’ll be the one that has to deal with them during the day.”
“Allright. I’ll call Ethan.”
Lessthan forty-eight hours later, we’re unloading our luggage at an amazing hotelin Panama City.
Ethanand his friend, Zach, are excited and bright eyed despite arriving at five in themorning. I know Ethan was disappointed that Colin couldn’t join us, butapparently you can’t take a kid who has just been placed into foster care outof the state. Their room is down the hall from our suite. When the attendantshows us their room, Ethan runs and dives on one of the beds. “We have our ownfridge, Ethan!” Zach exclaims. “And the T.V. in the sitting room is huge!”
Theirenthusiasm is contagious. “Why don’t you take a nap and we’ll hit the beach ina few hours?” I suggest. Two sets of eyes gaze at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“Yougo to bed, and we’ll go to the beach,” Ethan replies. Yeah, that’s not going tohappen. I slept a bit on the plane, so I suppose I can grab a few hours thisafternoon.
“Itell you what. Get unpacked and we’ll go get breakfast at the restaurantdownstairs in a half hour or so. Then we’ll hit the beach.”
