Page 30 of Baby By my Best Friend's Daddy

I’d been teetering on the edge, and his onslaught pushed me over. An orgasm moved through me, and I cried out as pleasure washed over me like waves. I cried out and moaned into Landon’s mouth while he kept at it, stretching my orgasm out even more.

When I curled against him, pressing my forehead against his chest, he planted a line of kisses on my shoulder.

The orgasm slowly subsided, and I gasped to catch my breath. I rolled back, my chest rising and falling, my body on fire. It had been incredible… and I wanted more.

I wanted all of him.

Landon shifted on the bed and grimaced.

“Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.

“I just twisted it wrong,” he said through gritted teeth. “When I’m not wearing that damn moon boot… I guess the doctors had a point.”

“They always have a point,” I said. “Lie on your back.”

“Are you going to give me a checkup?” Landon asked with a mischievous grin.

I giggled. “I just don’t want you to put weight on it.”

Landon did as I asked, and I rolled with him so that my body pressed against him the same way he’d pressed himself against me. I reached down and pulled his boxers over his thick cock. He was hard and ready for me. I wrapped my fingers around him, and he sucked his breath through his teeth. Slowly, I pumped my hand up and down, looking at the way his face changed from desperate need to sheer pleasure. He grunted and groaned while I pumped my hand faster and faster, mimicking sex.

“Fuck,” he bit out through gritted teeth. “You’re so good with your hands.”

I pushed up and kissed Landon on the mouth before I moved down to his hips. Careful not to kick his sore ankle, I straddled him and pulled down his boxers further so that his cock and balls were on display. His size was impressive, the smooth skin stretched over his hard shaft, the head purple, and the tip slick with lust. I stared at him shamelessly.

I glanced up at him. Landon’s eyes were dark, and his lips parted with anticipation. His chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing.

I lowered my head and licked a line along his shaft, staring at his base and sliding my way to the tip. I sucked his head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the tip.

“Fuck,” Landon bit out. Gyrating his hips, he pushed his cock deeper into my mouth. I greedily took him in and bobbed my head up and down. I stroked him in and out of my mouth, picking up speed, listening to Landon’s breath come in ragged gasps before I slowed down and swirled my tongue around the underside of his shaft, slowly pulling out almost all the way before sucking him again.

“Holy shit, Rebecca.” Landon groaned and pushed his hands into my black hair. He curled his hands into fists, ran his fingers along my scalp, pulling on my hair again.

“Rebecca.” Landon gasped, and I glanced up at him. “Fuck me, okay?”

I let up. His request was so raw.

I dragged his boxers down his legs and carefully took them off his sore leg before pulling them off the other and dropping them on the floor. I made to get on top of him again, but he shook his head.

“Wait, we need a condom.” He reached for the wallet on his nightstand and pulled out a foil. I grinned at him.

“Always one on hand, huh?”

“My dad taught me to always be safe,” Landon said.

“A very wise man.”

“He had four children by accident,” Landon said with a grin. “I was the third. My dad was always better at showing us what not to do than showing us what to do.”

I giggled.

When Landon was ready for me, I crawled up his body and kissed him. I reached between my legs, found his cock, and guided him toward my entrance. Landon put his hands on my hips, and when I sank down, he groaned.

“God, you feel so good,” he said. “Just how I remember.”

I blushed. “I didn’t think you’d remember.”

“Sweetheart, how could I forget?” His blue eyes were like the ocean. My stomach tightened, but I pushed whatever thoughts and emotions would come with that statement away and focused on the now. The rest was too complicated.

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