His other hand went to work on my right nipple as if he was prepping it for his mouth. The throbbing between my legs grew harder and faster, and if he didn’t touch me there soon, I was going to have to take care of things on my own.
“Feels so good,” I gasped as he gently sucked on my nipple.
“God, I want to kiss and touch every inch of your body, Emme. I want to learn all the things that make you moan like that. Make you want to scream out my name.”
The sex goddess was poking at me, begging to be let out.
“Yes,” I hissed when his hand moved from my nipple to slide slowly down my stomach. I could feel him only inches from where my fingers had just been pleasuring myself.
Please. Please, touch me!
“Do you want me to kiss you…here?” he asked as he slid his finger over my clit, rubbed it a few times, and then pressed between my folds and let his finger sink inside of me.
We both moaned.
“Yes,” I whispered, even though what I really wanted to do was shout it. Touch me there. Kiss me there. Do all the wicked things to me there.
“You are wet. So fucking wet.”
I nodded and watched as Landon moved down my body. He placed a kiss above my belly button and then below it. I held my breath as I watched him spread my legs wide. He looked up at me like he had just found gold.
“If I’m dreaming, I’m going to be so fucking mad.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. But when he dropped down and licked me like a damn ice cream cone, my laugh turned into an, “Oh God!”
He looked up at me, his eyes now hooded with lust. It was as if that small taste had sent him over whatever edge he’d been hanging on to. “May I, Emme? Kiss your pussy?”
My entire body shivered. I never thought a guy saying that to me would turn me on—and I didn’t even think I could be more turned on than I was at that moment—but I was pretty sure I might come just from those last three words. Since I couldn’t seem to be able to form my own words, I nodded.
“Has anyone…done this before?”
I shook my head no and something moved over Landon’s face. Happiness…or maybe it was shock. At any rate, he smiled so brilliantly, I found myself breathless.
“Good, because I’m going to be the last guy to do this.”
I dropped my head back onto the pillow as he covered my clit with his mouth and with one flick of his tongue he nearly had me coming undone. But as distracted as I was, his words tried to worm their way into my overwrought thoughts. What did he mean by him being the last guy to give me oral sex?
Then his tongue flicked and he moved his mouth down and…
Oh. My. God.
He was wicked. He was good. He was going to break me into a million pieces.
“Landon!” I cried out as he replaced his mouth with his fingers, letting them slowly slip inside of me.
I brought my hands to his head and grabbed onto his hair, guiding his mouth back up to my clit. He chuckled, and the vibrations caused me to jump. Then it happened.
I died.
I was almost positive I left my body in one of the most intense orgasms I had ever experienced in my life. I let go of his head and grabbed for the pillow. Burying my face in it, I screamed out in pleasure, not entirely sure what I cried out. His name? God’s name? Don’t stop. Please stop. Keep going.
It all tumbled from my mouth and into the pillow. Then, as I was coming down, another orgasm hit me. I tried to scramble away from Landon as the intensity of it all nearly drove me crazy. I felt like I had orgasm overload.
Was that even a thing? If it wasn’t, Landon had just invented it with his delectable mouth.
“Stop! Landon, I can’t…breathe! Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh…”
My body was finally floating back down. The room stopped spinning and my heart slowly gave up its fight to beat right the hell out of my chest.
“Well? Did you like it?”
“Like it?” I managed to get out with a half sob, half laugh. “I think you tried to kill me in the most glorious way imaginable.”
Landon laughed and then got off the bed, reached behind his back and pulled his shirt off, and dropped it to the floor. I let my gaze wander over his toned body, which had a light dusting of hair that trailed down his impressive abs and disappeared into his pants. I licked my lips as I propped myself up on my elbows and waited for him to drop his pants.
When he didn’t appear to be making a move to do just that, I lifted my eyes to see him standing there with a huge smile on his face.
“Why do I feel like you’re about to judge my dick?”
“Well, if it’s as impressive as the rest of your body, I don’t think you’ll have anything to worry about. Besides, I’ve heard rumors about this dick.”
He lifted one brow as he brought his arms up and folded them across his chest. “What rumors and from who?”
I shrugged. “The Internet is a powerful thing, Landon. And women talk.”
He rolled his eyes and tried not to let a smile play across his face. “Should I drop my drawers and let you compare those rumors to the truth?”
Without a care in the world about being naked—and why would I care, considering what Landon had just done—I crawled over to the edge of the bed and knelt, rubbing my hands together. With a waggle of my brows, I purred, “Drop them, Mr. Lewis.”
Landon laughed as he untied his pants and slipped his fingers into the waistband ever so slowly. My heart pounded in my ears. I had never been so excited to see something in my life. Not even on Christmas morning.
With slow movements, he dropped his pants a little at a time as he teased, “Be ready to have your mind blown.”
Laughing, I tried to ignore the way my mouth suddenly salivated, and the intense pull that formed in my lower stomach again. “I’m ready!” I said, looking eagerly at his crotch area with bated breath.
Landon pushed his pants down lower and lower, and I felt a sharp pain in my lip ache as I realized I was biting down on it so hard I was about to draw blood.
The tip of his dick came into view, and I moaned. He was going to be big…and Lord, I was praying all those rumors about him were indeed true.
Then, as if the gods above heard my siren call, his pants were down and I was staring at the most amazing penis I’d ever seen. The way it bounced against his insanely fit body, so proud and hard, caused me to gasp. Thick veins covered the length, and I longed to wrap my hand around it to see if it felt as hard as it looked.
“Okay, that has to be the prettiest penis ever,” I whispered, slowly reaching out and poking it with the tip of my finger.
“Um, Emme? I’m gonna be honest with you, I’ve never had a woman poke by dick before sex. I’m not really sure how I’m supposed to take your reaction. Especially since you said he was…pretty.”
I swallowed hard, and my hand itched to stroke him. Lord, I wanted to do things to that dick, and I wanted more than anything for that dick to do things to me. Lots of dirty things.
Oh. My. God. Who am I right now?
“Emme?” Landon asked. “This is kinda getting awkward.”
I chewed on my lip and smiled. “I’m going to be so sore.”
Landon laughed and then took a few steps toward me, his dick now inches from my face.
I reached up and slowly ran my fingertip down the length of him—the impressive-as-hell length of him. Landon hissed, and I felt a rush of wetness between my legs. I loved that my touch affected him as much as his did to me.