Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 85522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85522 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
His hands move to cup my breasts. “You going to miss me?” he asks huskily.
“Always.”
Tilting my head back against his chest, I close my eyes and enjoy his hands roaming my body. When his touch moves south, and his fingers slide through my folds, my back arches, causing me to push my ass into his hard cock.
“I need you, Emma.”
His words are full of grit and raw need. It’s a side of him I’ve never seen before. He almost sounds desperate to have me.
“I’m yours. Take what you need.”
“Stand up,” he growls.
I do as I’m told and stand. He steps out, and holds his hand out for me. I take it, letting him help me out of the tub. I expect him to hand me a towel, but instead, we both stand, dripping water all over the floor, our chests heaving with the desire surging between us.
He takes one step then another until he’s next to me. Reaching over, he pulls open the vanity drawer and grabs a condom. Within seconds, he’s sheathed his hard length.
“Em,” he says, moving to stand in front of me.
“Take me, Landon.” That’s all I needed to say for his control to break.
“Arms around my neck.” he says, his voice gravelly. Doing as I’m told, I lock my hands behind his neck and with his hands on my hips, he lifts me. I wrap my legs around him and hold on tight. “Tell me to stop if I go too fast. If I hurt you, tell me to stop.”
“Delay of game.” I smirk and he chuckles, a sound that rattles from deep inside his chest.
“I’m going long and deep,” he says as he pushes inside me. He stills, giving me time to adjust to him. He kisses me; it’s soft and sweet. Nothing like the fire that’s staring back at me in his blue eyes, or his warnings that if it’s too much he’ll stop. When he breaks the kiss, he slowly pulls out and thrusts back in. Only this time, he doesn’t stop. Over and over and over again, his feet planted on the floor, he thrusts into me. All I can do is hold on for the ride as my body takes him deeper than ever before.
My head tilts back as an orgasm tears through me. My body shakes, my legs squeezing him tight, and my nails dig into his scalp. “Landon!” I cry out his name as the spark he’s ignited in my core spreads throughout my entire body.
“Fuck, you’re squeezing me,” he says with a grunt, and he stills with a roar as he releases inside me.
I wrap my arms around him, burying my face in his neck. It’s as if I’ve had an out-of-body experience. My body is still spasming around him. I’ve never felt anything as intense as that.
Never.
“You okay, baby?” he whispers.
“I think you killed me. In the best way,” I add, because I know he’s going to worry he hurt me. “I’m not sure what that was, but we can do more of that, soon. ’Kay?” I ask, tapping his shoulder.
He throws his head back and laughs, causing me to lift mine. His number thirteen blues as Aubrey would call them are bright and whatever was plaguing him is gone. At least for now.
“Now I need a shower.”
“Me too.” Without putting me down, he moves to the walk-in shower and turns on the water. “You’re beautiful like this,” he says, staring into my eyes. “I love that I’m the only one who gets to see you this way. Sweaty and sated, eyes glassed over from my cock.”
“Modest much?” I tease.
“Bringing you pleasure makes me feel ten feet tall.”
“You’re on a roll tonight with all the sweetness.”
“Just making sure you know what you mean to me. Leaving you messes with my head,” he admits. “I hate not being here with you, and I don’t ever want you to question how far my love runs. It’s deep, Em. Deep in my soul, and it’s all for you.”
“I love you too.” I kiss his cheek and he moves us into the shower and under the hot spray. He carefully sets me on my feet and disappears to get rid of the condom. He’s back in no time, taking the shampoo out of my hands and washing my hair for me. His hands roam my body and mine his as we wash away the day, and our lovemaking. That’s what it was. No matter how hard or fast, no matter how soft or slow, it’s nothing but love between us. I can feel it. Just like he said, it’s soul-deep as if he’s a part of me. I don’t ever see that changing.
After our shower, we climb into bed. Cuddled close to his chest, I drift off into a peaceful sleep.
The next morning, I wake to an empty bed. There’s a note with nothing but I love you, L written on it, next to me on his pillow where his head should be. I miss him already and wish he would have woken me up to tell me he was leaving. Climbing out of bed, I make my way to the bathroom. My hair looks like I was ridden hard and put up wet, and in a way, I was. I giggle to myself just as my phone rings. I run back into the bedroom to answer it, hoping it’s Landon and I’m in luck.