Chapter Forty-Eight
Allie
“Dammit Allie. How did you get so fast?”
I fall onto the porch laughing and completely out of breath. Landon right behind me, staring up at the sky like he’s waiting for it to beam him up.
We just went for a nine mile run around downtown Cliff Haven and back to Landon’s.
After we got back from last nights mission the adrenaline finally wore off and I felt the pain of almost losing my best friend, so when we got up this morning, I wanted to go for a run to clear my head and Landon asked to tag along. I don’t think he knew we would be going for nine miles, but I enjoyed watching his sexy ass running through town shirtless, his tattoos on full display.
“I think I’m dying.” Landon groans, and I look at him. Why does this man have to be so sexy? It’s not fair that I am supposed to be a respectful member of society and not want to jump this man’s bones every five minutes.
Landon rolls to his side and flashes me a devious grin. “You better wipe that look off your face before I take you into the shower to remind you who owns it.”
My control snaps and I crawl and sit inches from his face. “What if I want you to remind me?”
His eyes darken as he sits up. “Allie. Don’t fucking tempt me. I just had to run nine miles with a semi, watching your ass and tits bounce the entire time around town.”
Leaning forward so my lips brush his ear, “Remind me.”
In seconds Landon is standing and tossing me over his shoulder and taking me to his shower.
The warm water causes steam to fill the bathroom as Landon stares at me with a fierce hunger in his eyes.
“Strip for me, Bluebird. Now.” Landon says, leaning against the bathroom counter, his running shorts doing nothing to hide his erection.
Normally I would argue with him, but when he is like this, I want to do nothing but listen to his every command. So I do as he says and stand in front of him, completely naked.
Landon moves his neck from side to side and groans. “I missed seeing you like this. It’s been too long.”
I nod, waiting for his next command.
“Wait for me in the shower.” I do as he says, the warm water soothing my sore muscles, but it’s quickly interrupted when Landon steps him behind me, his erection straining against my back.
His hands move over my body as if he is trying to memorize every inch. “Let’s see if you taste as good as I remember. Sit.”
My core tightens in anticipation and I sit on the large seat nestled in the corner of the large glass shower. Landon drops to his knees in front of me, spreading my legs apart. His heated stare directly at my dripping pussy as his tongue darts out to lick his lips.
His fingers work their way up my legs, teasing my pussy. Leaning forward, his tongue darts out, licking everywhere but where I so desperately want him.
My head tosses back in frustration against the shower wall, but quickly flies forward at the feeling of pain on my leg.
“Did you just bite me?”
Landon chuckles and licks the spot he just bit, working his way back to my pussy. His tongue dips inside, but quickly comes back out. My hands try to move his head closer, but he resists.
He teases me a few more times and just as I am about to lock my legs around his head, his lips move against my aching core as he says, “Scream for me, sweetheart. I want your voice so hoarse by the end of the night from screaming my name and my cock down your throat that you can barely speak tomorrow.”
His lips lock onto my clit, and I scream. “FUCK, LANDON.”
In a matter of seconds, Landon makes me see stars as I come all over his face. My body goes limp, but he doesn’t give me much time before he is pulling me up to stand and smashing his lips against mine, his tongue diving into my mouth.
I can taste myself on his tongue, but I don’t care.
His hands run down my wet body to my legs and he picks me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist.
“I need you, Bluebird. Please,” Landon pants, his wet forehead resting against mine.
“Take what you need. I’m not going anywhere.”
His eyes darken as he smashes his lips against mine in a bruising kiss.
Not breaking the kiss, Landon guides his cock into me and I groan as he fills me. “Fuck.”
“Hang on. This one is going to be rough, but I promise I will make it up to you tenfold later.” He slams into me again and I scream.
Fuck, I missed this.
I groan as I shift in my seat, causing Landon to tighten his hold on my leg and look over for a brief second before his eyes return to the road, sending me a questioning look.
“Sorry. My body is a little sore from yesterday’s…activities.”
Landon chuckles. “I should say sorry, but I’m not. I had seven months to make up for.”
“So you decided to do it all in one night?”
Adjusting his sunglasses and squeezing my leg, he says, “Funny. I don’t remember you complaining. I think it went more like, Oh LANDON.”
I smack his arm. “Hey asshole, you weren’t so quiet yourself!”
“I wasn’t, but I’m not sitting here complaining either. I rather enjoy the soreness, it reminds me that as soon as it fades, that it’s time for another sex marathon.”
“You did not just say sex marathon.” I fake throwing up while Landon laughs his ass off.
We are on our way to Cannon Beach for a picnic since ours got derailed the other day. It’s supposed to rain for the next few days, so we wanted to take a chance to enjoy the nice weather.
The drive flies by like nothing as we sit with the windows down, the fresh air filling the car.
As we pull up to Landon’s favorite place, I am awed by the sheer beauty of this place.
The large rock sitting out in the middle of the water, waves crashing against it, the sun high in the sky, reflecting off the surface.
Together, we unload the bag full of food, pull out a blanket to sit on, and make our way down to the beach. As soon as my feet hit the sand and the ocean breeze fills my senses, I instantly feel at peace.
“Told you this place was beautiful,” Landon says, a big smile on his face as he lays the blanket down and holds out his hand so I can take my shoes off without falling on my face.
Before sitting down, I kiss his cheek and start laying out the food, my stomach growling as soon as the smell of Shelly’s chocolate chip cookies hits me.
“Let’s eat. I’m starving, then can we go for a walk?” Landon asks as he sits down.
I excitedly nod and sneak a cookie. Because damn, these things are good.
Hand in hand, we walk along the beach and stop to stare out at the waves.
“Allie, I have a question for you?”
“Yeah?” I ask, looking up at him.
His hand moves to cup the side of my face, his face unreadable. “I’m not good at words, but I know how to care and be there for the people that matter the most in my life. So forgive me for not being the best at this, but I wanted to know if it would be okay if I called you my girlfriend.”
My sweet man. Butterflies fill my stomach as I wrap my arms around his neck, standing on my tiptoes. “That was adorable and just know I will never let you live it down for the rest of our days.” Landon bows his head and I move it back to look at me. “Of course you can. You are my person, Landon, and I want to be yours. I would be honored if you to called me your girlfriend.”
Pulling me closer, if that’s possible, he smiles and presses his lips to mine, lifting me off my feet.
When he pulls away, he flashes me a devious grin, and looks out to the water, then back at me.
Immediately, I know what he is about to do and point my finger in his face. “Don’t even think about it,” I say, taking a step back. He follows me, his hands reaching for my waist.
I spin on my heel and sprint down the beach, Landon right behind me, laughing loudly.
Just as I think he’s given up, I spin around as his hands grip my waist. “Caught you. Now I think it’s time for a swim.” He doesn’t let me speak before tossing me over his shoulder and sprinting into the ocean.
I barely make it five feet in the house when Landon spins me around and presses me against the door.
Pressing his head against mine, “Stay with me tonight. Please.” His hands grip my sides and I can hear the desperation in his voice.
“Yes.” The word barely leaves my mouth before he picks me up and carries me to his bedroom, his lips never leaving mine.
He tosses me on the bed and like a madman has me stripped before his lips are all over my body as if he is marking every inch as his.
“Landon please. I need you.”
His eyes darken as he removes his clothes at a leisurely pace and moves to stand at the edge of the bed. “What do you need?”
“You.” My voice is desperate, but I don’t care. I need to feel him inside of me.
Landon moves to crawl over me, his erection sitting on my stomach as his hands thread through my wavy hair.
“You have me. Always have. Always will.” Slowly, he inserts himself into me and I groan at the fullness.
“What do you need?”
“Move.” I beg.
A sexy smirk spreads across his face. “Like this?” He rolls his hips and my eyes roll back, his mouth attaching to my neck and sucking hard.
“Yes. More.”
“Mmm. I love hearing my girl beg, but the question is, how bad does she want it?” His fingers twist my nipples as he rolls his hips hypnotically and my back arches off the bed.
“Give me everything. Don’t hold back.”
As the words leave my mouth, he slams into me, hard, his hand going to my throat and squeezing slightly. A moan slipping from me.
“That’s it. That’s exactly what I want to hear. Now hang on and remember you asked for it.” Squeezing his hand tighter, he pulls all the way out and slams into me again and I scream his name at the top of my lungs.