Page 42 of The Secrets We Keep

“Hmmm... how about Chinese?”

“Only if it’s from To China and Back.” I chuckle thinking back to one of our first dates and how Landon brought take out for us. It’s become one of my favorites.

“Perfect, I’ll order and go pick it up. Why don’t you draw a bath and relax a bit?”

I smile and nod before getting out of the car. I look up at him as we walk to the front door. He really is some kind of perfect. His scent rolls off him and immediately I forget all about dinner. I’m starved for him. A feast that involves just the two of us starts to play in my mind.

Landon unlocks the door and looks over at me. He must see lust in my eyes because he grabs my wrists and pulls me in before kicking the door shut behind us.

“Babe,” Landon growls. “That look you are giving me is inviting however, you’ve had a very long day.”

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“Landon, I… need you, now. I want to forget all about today. I want to forget about it all.” I rush the words out so fast that I’m not sure he understood all of it because he says nothing in response.

“Landon... help me forget,” I plead desperately and look away. Landon takes my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. I stare into pools of green and notice the carnal look he’s giving me. It ignites something inside of me. He lets go of my chin and grabs my hand, pulling me to our room. I can feel the heat between us with each step we take.

We’re barely in the room when Landon pushes me up against the door. I yelp. Not in fear, but excitement. I know from deep down in my soul Landon would never physically harm me. I actually like it when he’s a little aggressive in the bedroom.

He kisses me hard and I welcome it. His hands roam my body, over my breasts where he pinches my already pebbled nipples. I moan into his mouth. I need more of him. I pull at the buttons of his shirt frantically trying to undo them until he releases me and finishes unbuttoning it, tossing it to the floor. I move my hands to the back of my gray and black striped dress to undo the zipper when Landon stops me suddenly. I give him a puzzled look. He slowly spins me around to where my back is facing him. He slowly trails kisses from behind my ear down my neck to my shoulder.

“Let me do it.” Landon’s voice is rough with need.

I nod and he continues placing little kisses as he unzips my dress letting it slowly drop to the floor. Leaving me standing there in nothing except my black lace bra and panties along with my black strappy heels.

“Holy fuck.”

Landon curses as he turns me back around eyeing me from head to toe. I’m on display for him and completely aroused with the way Landon’s eyes are on me.

“Perfect. So perfect.” He says as he begins loosening his belt and undoing the button to his black slacks. As his pants fall, he frees himself from his briefs. It’s mesmerizing to watch him stroke himself. I can feel myself wet with need. That’s how bad I need him right now.

It’s as if he can read my mind when he says, “Babe, bed… now.”

“So demanding.”

I smirk up at him and make my way to the bed. He slaps my ass as he follows. It stings yet arouses me more. As I crawl up on the bed on all fours, Landon grips my hips to stop me from going any further. I turn to look back at him. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing is wrong. Quite the opposite, actually. Seeing you on the bed in this position with heels on… You look… delectable.” Landon’s voice is strained with need. What he just admitted to me has ignited a fire deep within me. I arch back towards him.

“Landon touch me.”

He takes one hand off my hip and moves it to my ass rubbing in circles before slapping it again. Fuck! I almost cry out. He moves my panties aside and slips a finger inside me, growling instantly.

“So wet and ready for me baby.”

“Mmm.” Is all I say in response as I start to grind against his hand.

He continues his game of teasing me with his fingers. He touches all the right spots and it does nothing to help ease the slow burn that’s starting to grow out of control.

“Landon, please, I need more,” I beg as I thrust into his fingers.

“I love how you beg for me to touch you.”

His words are almost enough to send me over the edge but he stops suddenly and in one swift move he has me flipped with my back on the bed. Landon removes my panties in haste and I silently hope that they are still in once piece. He runs his hand up my thigh until he inserts a finger in me. I arch to feel more. I need more. I feel myself teetering on the edge when Landon’s other hand finds my nipple and pinches hard. It’s my undoing. I fall and fall hard without a care in the world.

“Fuck Landon! Yes!”

“You like that?” Landon whispers in my ear, sending goosebumps over my clammy skin.

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