“Landon, Landon. Over here!” one report yells continuously. Landon stops in front of them and tilts his head to hear him better. “Who are you here with tonight?”
Landon glances to me and smiles as he says, “My girlfriend.” Other reporters begin asking a million questions at once and I’m unsure how he can even make out one sentence, but he does it effortlessly, never letting go of me. I continue to smile until my cheeks hurt. My eyes roam down the row of reporters and photographers until they meet a set of green ones staring at me. The reporter Landon had mentioned in the car is glaring at me with such an awful expression I’m surprised I haven’t been engulfed in flames already. Her eyes move up and down my body and a disgusted expression breaks across her face. Her lip curls up, revealing more of her fake, white teeth. I smile sweetly at her to piss her off.
We continue to make our way down the line. Landon attempts to avoid the blonde who, I have no idea what her name is. We are moving along nicely until I hear her shout, “Landon, where’d you find this slut?” Landon whirls around so quickly it startles her. Her shocked expression quickly morphs back to her perfected resting bitch face. I’m curious how she has a job still with this attitude.
“Don’t fucking talk about my girlfriend like that, Sandra. I’ll ruin your fucking career so fast and you know I will.” Her expression changes but I’m unsure what emotion I’m seeing. She glances past him to me.
“Have fun while it lasts, sweetheart. Another girl will be on his arm the next time I run into him.” Landon rolls his eyes before ushering me through the open waiting doors of the event.
I can’t bite my tongue any longer. “Actually, I will have fun. It’s more than what you have had with him.” I smirk when the smile falls from her bitchy face. I turn to face Landon, who is smiling down at me, before tugging my arm to move forward.
I was afraid I wouldn’t fit in here, but I’m honestly having a great time. Everyone we have encountered so far has been extremely nice and welcoming, except for that reporter, of course. Many of his teammates are here with their wives. They rave about my dress and hair choice. They also mention how they have never seen Landon so enamored with anyone before now. That makes my heart flutter and the butterflies go crazy in my stomach.
The song playing slowly changes into Dan and Shay’s Speechless. It’s one of my favorites. Landon appears in front of me and has an open hand waiting, inviting me for a dance. I follow him onto the dance floor and place one hand on the top of his shoulder as his moves to the small of my back. He pulls me close before grabbing my other hand and holding it between us. Our noses are touching as we sway to the song and the entire room around me fades away until all I see are his blue-gray eyes. They are mesmerizing and I can’t look away from him. We sway to the song and he quietly sings in my ears. All the words seem like so much more coming out of his mouth.
Once the song ends, a loud applause stretches across the room. Everyone is staring at us, causing me to blush from all the attention. Landon chuckles and kisses my temple again. I absolutely adore when he does that, it’s so intimate. My eyes collide with Sandra’s, who is standing by the bar, staring at us.
“Come with me,” Landon whispers and I follow him off the dance floor and into a hall.
“This way.” He walks quickly and I struggle keeping up with him in these heels.
“What are we doing?” I giggle as his speed picks up the more I struggle.
He looks both ways before pushing open a door to an abandoned room. The lights are off, and he doesn’t bother turning them on as he slams the door behind him. His hands immediately roam over my body as his lips collide with mine and I’m thankful I brought the lipstick Francesca left for me earlier.
His hands pull the straps from my shoulders and the dress drops to my feet, leaving me in nothing but the lace thong. I quickly step out of my dress and yank his jacket off as he begins unbuttoning his dress shirt. I move to his slacks and quickly pull them loose.
Once his underwear is pulled down and he is revealed to me, I drop to my knees and wrap my hands around him. I glance at him through my lashes and he’s smirking at me with dark eyes. My tongue darts out, running across the top of his head. He groans and his head falls back as I take him all the way in my mouth. My tongue swirls around his dick as my hands squeeze at the base. I continue my assault until Landon yanks me to my feet quickly. He spins me around and leans me over a conference table that I hadn’t noticed was here before. He pulls my thong down and I step out with one leg as he nudges my feet apart. His hand roams from my neck down my spine. I’m so turned on right now I literally can’t wait much longer, so I push my ass toward him, which earns me a swift smack. I groan as his hand collides against my cheek again.
His body leans over mine as he lines himself up with my entrance. He thrusts in quickly, causing me to gasp and collapse against the cool surface below me. He doesn’t stop, instead he continues to pound into me from behind and my body tenses with every thrust.
“Let go, baby,” he says as his orgasm rips through him, sending my body into my own spiral of pleasure. He collapses against me as we both come down from our orgasm high. We lay there a few more moments before he pulls away from me. He slides my underwear back up before helping me step into my dress. I secure the straps around my shoulders again as he moves to get dressed.
Shortly after, we decide to say our goodbyes at the event and have the limo drop us at Landon’s house. We spend the rest of the night curled up in the sheets.
Chapter Sixteen
I wake to the smell of Landon. His arm is heavily draped across my mid-section. I’m on my side and his body is pressed tightly against my back. He snores lightly in my ear and I smile.
Moving his arm, I slowly move out of the bed so I can head to the bathroom. Before I’m able to stand fully, I’m pulled back down to the mattress. A chuckle releases from him. I turn to look at him and his eyes are closed and he’s laying down, holding me beside him.
“Where are you going?” his sleepy voice asks, and I decide I cannot get enough of that sound.
“I’m just going to use the bathroom.”
He groans but holds his arm up so I can slide out before it flops back down onto the bed. I tiptoe to his bathroom. It was dark when we came in last night and the only thing we were focused on was getting to the bedroom. I didn’t bother looking around then, but now as I flip the bathroom light on I take in the huge master bath before me.
Wood tile flooring runs throughout, a large Jacuzzi tub sits in the far corner, and a massive shower with clear glass doors is on the other side. The vanities are white with a cream-colored marble counter. It looks like it came directly from a magazine. I run my hands across the vanity as I make my way to the toilet, stopping when I see his cologne sitting near the mirror on one side. Cedar Magnolia. It’s a woodsy, spice smell and it’s my favorite thing.
I quickly use the restroom then wash my hands. I see a T-shirt hanging from the back of the door; I grab it and quickly toss it on.
When I step back into the bedroom, Landon is leaned over the side of the bed. His phone is in one hand while his other is against in forehead in a fist. He’s still dressed in only his underwear. I crawl onto the bed behind him and wrap my arms around him. His body is stiff, and he doesn’t react to me the way he normally does.