Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 83192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“Landon? Is everything okay?” I asked.
He pushed his way in and shut the door.
He looked around the room and then back at me. His eyes went wide when he saw I was in nothing but a towel, still soaking wet. “I called. You didn’t answer.” He looked me over, and I could see his eyes turning dark with desire.
With a giggle, I replied, “I needed a hot bath to try to unwind after this whole night.”
Landon swallowed hard and gave a wobbly head nod. “You’re wet.”
Oh, how I could totally run with a comment like that. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of lounge pants and a white T-shirt. A white T-shirt that showed off his massive, broad chest. I had seen Landon without a shirt on plenty of times, but suddenly it was the only thing I wanted on this planet. To see him without a shirt. Honestly, without any clothes on.
I also knew Landon wanted to take things slow, and I’d thought for a hot second that it was what I wanted as well.
Now, not so much.
Take what you want.
“I am wet…everywhere.”
My words caused his gaze to jerk up and meet mine. “Everywhere?”
I nodded and dug down deep inside to find that inner sex goddess I knew I had hidden in me. “When I was in the bath, I thought about your kisses tonight. The way you felt against my body.”
“And that made you…” His throat bobbed with another swallow. “Wet?”
I bit into my lip and nodded. Should this have been awkward? Knowing this was my very best friend and the man I shared all my secrets and dreams with. But it wasn’t. It was the most natural feeling I had ever experienced. So I kept speaking. “And achy. So much so, I had to…”
Say it, Emmerson. You can do it. I know you’ve got it in you.
“H-had to w-what?” Landon asked, his voice breathy as he stuttered.
“Touch myself.”
Landon let out a growl like I had never heard before. For a moment, I wished I hadn’t said it, but then he moved closer, cupped my face in his hands, and kissed me, and I was soon thanking my inner goddess for the confidence boost.
“Fucking hell, that’s why I called you, Emme,” he said after pulling his mouth away from mine.
“Why?” This time it was my voice that sounded breathy. Toss a bit of need and lust in there as well.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I even took a cold shower before I changed. But as soon as I lay in bed, I reached for my phone. I kept calling you, and when you didn’t answer, I came over to make sure you were okay.”
“I’m not okay. I’m in desperate need of your hands on my body, Landon.”
He smiled. “Desperate need, huh?”
I nodded and then reached up and pulled the towel off. My already-hard nipples tightened into small buds as the cold air hit them, sending a chill down my wet body.
Landon took a step back and looked at my now entirely naked body. His tongue slowly swept over his soft lips. Lips I wanted on me now.
He leaned down and picked up the towel, staying bent over as he dried off my legs. He slowly made his way up with the towel, gently using it to wipe off the remaining water from my bath. When he was finished and I was dry, he dropped the towel and then leaned down to kiss me again. “I want you, Emme.”
I wrapped my hands around his neck and whispered against his lips, “Then take me, Landon.”
I let out a little squeal of delight when he quickly swept me up into his arms and carried me over to the bed. He pulled the top quilt back and then gently set me down. His eyes moved slowly over every inch of my body, and I knew I should feel embarrassed, but I didn’t. Not one single bit. I had never really let a guy see me so…well…naked.
Yes, guys had seen me naked, but I had never allowed myself to be on display like this. I found that I liked it, a lot. But I knew it was only because it was Landon who was looking at me. I trusted him, and the pull between us was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I couldn’t explain it, only to say it felt so incredibly right. This was Landon. My Landon. Landon, who wore a look so dark and lustful in his eyes that I squeezed my legs together to ease the throbbing between them.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful, Emmerson. Perfect in every single way.”
I felt heat sweep up my body and land in my cheeks.
He knelt on the bed and leaned down to kiss me. Then he moved his mouth to my jaw and down my neck, making a slow journey to my left breast. He flicked my nipple with his tongue, and I jumped.