Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
POPPY
Ifeel my soul sobbing deep inside me.
Why can’t I let myself have Landon?
With every thrust of his body into mine, he’s branding me with the yearning and feelings he’s been trying to express in words. He already consumes my thoughts, day and night. Surely, he knows that. I always want more of Landon, until the fear of disappointing him creeps in.
“Poppy.” Landon’s deep growl snaps me free from my thoughts. “Eyes on me, don’t think, just feel.”
He can read me like an open book.
“Oh God!” He’s so deep that I’m not sure where he starts and I end.
I can feel another orgasm building with such force, I think it’ll rip me in two this time.
Before he started fucking me, he was edging me with his mouth and then fingers, and I almost exploded, begging him just like he told me I would.
The relief and ecstasy when he finally gave me permission to come was incredible.
And now he has me hanging on the edge again already.
It’s overwhelming in the best possible way.
My head thrashes side to side when he demands I come a second time. Random tears release from the pain of not being able to let go. But every time he does this, it’s worth it. Nothing takes me to the land of pleasure like an orgasm at Landon’s hands.
“That’s it, sweetheart. You will come again for me. I’m not letting go until you do.” I can see the lines in his forehead deepening at his desperation to reach his own orgasm euphoria.
“I can’t… I don’t have anything left,” I cry out.
Every part of my pussy is so tender that the moment he puts his hand between our bodies, his thumb circling my clit, my body arches up off the desk.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oooohhhh.” My pussy clamps around his cock so hard, while the colors of the rainbow rush through my vision.
This orgasm rocks my body so hard this time that I’m struggling to breathe.
It’s a sensation I can’t even describe, a calmness that brings so much happiness that I can feel the smile on my face rising.
Landon grunts as he pounds into me one last time.
“Fuck, Poppy!” he shouts loudly as I feel his cock pulsing inside me, filling me with every last drop of his come.
I feel such bliss that he’s marking me deep inside.
I’m not ready to admit to Landon or myself that he’s mine, but I know at my core that I’m his.
“Holy. Fucking. Shit.” Landon flops down on top of me for a moment, keeping most of his weight on his elbows.
Both of us are still trying to suck in oxygen.
I feel his body shiver slightly, telling me I’m not the only one whose body’s still on sensual overload.
“You just tell me whenever you have the need or even the urge to feel something again, beautiful lady. Because I’ll be more than happy to oblige.
” His deep laugh wraps around me and takes away the awkwardness of what we just did.
Although it’s probably just me who should’ve been feeling a little embarrassed for what I did. Because I basically begged him to fuck me like a one-night stand, promising him nothing more than that the moment we leave this room.
“Are you offering up your services as my fuck buddy? Wow, Autumn will be so proud of me for finally jumping your bones again.” His laughter is so contagious, I start too. We must look ridiculous lying naked on his desk, my dangling leg hanging off the desk with its bright red cast on it.
Both of us are covered in a sheen of sweat, and Landon is still buried inside me. Because the moment he moves, we know it’s over, and neither of us are ready to let go.
Landon slowly stops laughing, his body now still, and he gazes into my eyes with such tenderness.
“I’ll be whatever you want me to be, Poppy.
” His lips drop to mine, sealing his words with a promise that only a kiss can give.
Raw emotion moves between us as we try to communicate our final thoughts through touch.
We have said all we need to say to each other.
Laid our feelings bare on this table. Pulling apart, we look into each other’s soul for a moment, before Landon stands.
His eyes are transfixed for a moment on my opening, watching his come run out from inside me.
Then with a shake of his head, he finds tissues, cleans me up, and starts helping me dress.
We stand fully dressed in each other’s arms just savoring the moment a little longer. It’s time to walk away and move forward.
I just wish I knew how to do that.
As I hobble to the door of his office on my crutches, Landon stops with his hand on the doorknob, not opening it but not moving either.
“Landon?” I ask gently.
He spins to face me, but before I can say anything, he starts talking.
“Let’s be friends. Get to know each other, be in each other’s lives.
Spend time with me and the boys, Poppy. Absolutely no pressure.
And when you’re ready, let me date you. We jumped straight to sex the first time.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining.
But let me do it right this time. I want you to see the other side of me.
The guy who’s a good listener; I’ve had years of practice being a barman.
It’s been said I can be funny at times, if you enjoy grade-school humor.
I mean, I’m not sure who said it, but I’m sure someone did.
I’ve also learned recently I’m pretty good in emergencies and nursing people back to health.
I can be annoyingly bossy at times, but you already know that.
But most importantly, I care deeply for my friends and I’m always there when they need me—as a friend, of course.
” He pauses just for a second, the corner of his mouth rising into a cheeky smile.
“Oh, and if you’re lucky, I’ll share with you some of my ridiculous habits, and I want to learn all your quirky habits too.
I mean, we do live next door to each other, so being friends seems like the neighborly thing to do. Do you agree?”
Landon looks adorable standing in front of me, pleading for me to be his friend. This tough, protective alpha man grasping at whatever part of my life I’ll give him.
And in this moment, I know I’ll do whatever is needed to get through this dark place I’m in. Because I want all of that too.
“What makes you think I have any weird-ass habits? I thought I was Perfect Poppy.” Smiling at him, I reach out to take his hand.
“Ughhh, see, that right there will be one of your annoying habits. Believing anything my kids tell you.” He shakes his head, but at least he’s smiling too.
I squeeze his hand. “I’d like that, Landon. I could use a stable friend I can rely on. I love Autumn to death, but she’s a different type of friend. The type that told me I should get you to take me against the wall and fuck me hard to make me feel better.”
“Oh yeah, we can keep that in the list of what a friendship involves. I think Autumn is definitely on to something there.” Lifting my hand to his lips, he gently kisses the top of it.
“But all jokes aside, let’s just take it one day at a time.
You work on yourself, find your inner peace again.
And in the meantime, we’ll just have fun together.
Does that sound like a plan?” Landon’s thumb is gently rubbing over the top of my hand.
“That sounds perfect. Now, I think you’d better take me home for some rest. I’m spent, and it’s your fault.” As I take my hand back, Landon opens the door for me and just gives me a cocky grin,
“All I can say is, sorry, not sorry. Plus, you need a shower, you smell like sex.” He taps me gently on the ass as I hobble past him.
“Oh, wait, that’s me.” His deep chuckle behind me makes me feel lighter than I have in weeks.
I love this playfulness between us. It always leaves me with a calm thought of hope in my heart.
“I can’t believe I’m finally getting this cast off,” I say to Landon who’s sitting on the chair across from me in the doctor’s office at the fracture clinic typing out a message.
I don’t say any more. He looks like it’s something to do with work because he hasn’t acknowledged what I’ve said yet.
Which is fine and just gives me time for my mind to wander.
I feel bad at how much valuable work time of his I’ve taken up.
Over the last few weeks, he’s become my personal driver, convincing my mom that it’s better that he takes me to appointments and she looks after the boys for him if Felix isn’t around.
Using the old “I’m a strong man who can help Poppy if she falls or needs to be lifted” line.
Mom fell straight for his sweetness because she already thinks the sun shines out of his ass.
Not that I’m complaining. It’s nice to see his smiling face in the waiting room of the therapist’s office.
Especially if it’s been a tough session.
He never asks what we’ve discussed and always insists on taking me for a coffee and cake afterward.
Adrian has been amazing and has taken over some of Landon’s workload in running the bar, giving Landon some extra time to be with me and his boys too.