Page 74 of Baby By my Best Friend's Daddy

Landon lifted me onto the bed and climbed onto the mattress with me. We lay down together, and he ran his hand down my body, feeling my curves. I moaned into his mouth when he pressed the length of his body against mine.

Landon tugged my T-shirt up, his hand branding my bare skin when he slid it onto my stomach. He rested his hand on my lower belly, his eyes deep with affection. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to. He kissed me once more, and then he pulled my shirt up and over my head.

I unclasped my bra and got rid of it—I wanted Landon’s hand on my skin, his mouth on my nipples. My skin tingled in anticipation.

Landon had other plans. Instead of giving me what I wanted, he pulled my leggings down, taking my panties with them.

He pulled his shirt over his head, but he didn’t take his pants off.

Landon wrapped his hand around my left ankle, lifted my leg, and started kissing his way up my calf and toward my knee. He took his time, worshipping me, slowly making his way further and further up my leg. My breathing changed as he moved higher and higher. He planted kisses on my thigh and nibbled on the soft skin.

When I felt his hot breath on my pussy, I gasped sharply, aching for the touch of his mouth, but he didn’t close his mouth over me the way I wanted.

I whimpered in protest when he moved down and lifted my right leg, starting at my ankle again.

When he reached my right thigh, taking his sweet time and nibbling and licking my skin, I was trembling with need. I ached for him to touch me. I wanted him so badly it hurt, but I also didn’t want to stop him. The way he touched me and kissed me, the way he worshipped my body as if he’d never seen or touched or tasted me before, made me want him to take his time.

Landon continued to plant kisses all over my legs, my hips, my pubic bone—everywhere but where I desperately wanted him to.

“Landon,” I moaned. “Please, you’re driving me crazy.”

Landon chuckled. He licked a line from my entrance to my clit, and I gasped at the sudden contact. When he closed his mouth over my pussy, his tongue against my clit, I cried out, finally getting what I wanted.

“Hmm,” Landon murmured against my pussy as he flicked his tongue over my clit; his voice reverberated, traveling through my body. I echoed his hum with one of my own. Landon continued to suck, and I was so close, teetering on the edge after he’d teased me relentlessly.

He pushed two fingers into me. I was tighter than usual with the pregnancy, and I cried out.

“Is this okay?” Landon asked, concerned.

“Don’t stop,” I said. “It’s more than okay!” My words went over into a moan when Landon closed his mouth around my clit again.

I reached for Landon’s head and curled my hands into his salt-and-pepper hair, pulling him into me. I bucked my hips along with his sucking and fucking. Landon continued his onslaught, and I trembled, on the verge of an orgasm.

When the pleasure erupted at my core, it washed over me, and I cried out sharply and curled on the bed. It was intense, ripping through my body, and I bucked my hips against Landon’s mouth. I rode the wave of ecstasy that crashed into me.

Landon kept me there, his tongue on my clit and his fingers inside me, and it felt like the orgasm lasted forever.

As I came down from my sexual high, I gasped, panting, trying to catch my breath.

Landon crawled up my body, planting kisses on my stomach, my breasts, and, finally, my mouth. He slid his tongue between my lips, and I sucked on his before we swirled our tongues together.

Landon broke the kiss and got off the bed. He kicked off his pants and reached into his pocket for his wallet.

“Don’t,” I said softly.

He looked at me and grinned.

“Right,” he said. “Already there.”

I giggled. I couldn’t get pregnant twice.

He got back onto the bed, his cock straining, and he rolled onto me. My legs fell open for him, and I gasped when he pressed his cock against my entrance.

“I love being this close to you,” he said.

“I love having you this close,” I answered.

He kissed me. “We should do it more often, then.”

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