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He held out his arm, and I placed my hand in the crook of his sleeve. Without a backward glance, we left behind our friends and family and the entire party. With the week we’d had, I wanted to get away from the crowd and fall back in love with him.
He had valeted the Mercedes, and we waited until the valet returned it to us. Then, he drove me across town. He didn’t even ask, Your place or mine? He just drove to my apartment and helped me inside.
I didn’t know how he knew that I wanted him to come to my place instead of his little tree house. But I wanted to erase the negative memories I had here with him.
My hands slipped under his tuxedo jacket before I even got the door closed. He laughed at my eager behavior, but when I kissed him with everything I had in me, his humor evaporated. I wanted him and needed him like nothing else. I’d felt warranted in my anger over the last week, but I wanted to forget that it had ever happened.
“Heidi,” he murmured against my mouth.
“Mmm,” I groaned, tossing his jacket to the floor.
His hands were clutching my slip dress. And it was the thinnest material possible, so he was actually digging into my skin. And, fuck me, I wanted him.
“I want to savor you.”
“I want you to fuck me.”
He slipped his tongue across my bottom lip. “I want to taste every inch of your body.”
“I want it rough and fast.”
“I want to make you come so many times, you see stars.” His fingers met the slit of my dress and eased up to my hips where I was without panties for the night.
“Harder,” I practically breathed against his lips. “Much harder.”
“And only remember my name.” He moved his hand between my legs and stroked my pussy before exploring my clit.
I purred at the touch, my body heightened with arousal. “Take me,” I pleaded. “Own me.”
“You’re not the kind of woman who can be owned,” he told me as he did a damn good job of owning my body.
“Prove me wrong,” I groaned.
“Fuck, I missed you.”
“I know. It was awful.”
“I wish I could fucking throw you over my shoulder and carry you into the bedroom. This injury is…” He shook his head.
I leaned forward and tenderly kissed him. “Your injury is of no consequence to me. You are not less of a man because you can’t act like a caveman. Trust me, I have firsthand experience.”
He grinned. “Would you like more firsthand experience?”
“Yes, please.”
He removed his hand and directed me to the bedroom. As I walked past him, he smacked my ass. Once I was in the bedroom, he took his time in pulling my dress over my head and discarding the expensive piece of material onto the floor. I couldn’t seem to care.
His hands traced their way down my body. Then, he leaned me backward on the bed and used his lips to follow where his hands had been. It was sweet, blissful torture. I wanted him inside me, and he wanted to devour me. He was winning.
His tongue set siege to my clit, and his fingers ravaged the inside of me, bringing me to orgasm twice before he was satisfied. I was incoherent.
There was no separation between me and Landon. There was no space or distance or emotion that we couldn’t bridge. No feeling he hadn’t captured. No touch he hadn’t embraced. Living without him had been agony, and I refused to endure it again.
I flipped Landon so that he was lying on his back and then moved on top of him. He gripped my hips and eased me down onto his dick. I tipped my head back with pleasure at the feel of him filling me. Then, I started to bounce up and down on top of him. My tits were moving with me, and I knew he was enjoying the view.
“Fuck, Heidi,” he moaned. “You’re going to make me come.”
“Come with me,” I pleaded. I could already feel my orgasm building again, and I was eager for him to finish me off.
