Page 19 of Fear of Love (Falling #3)

Another second passed before Landon’s head lowered to capture my nipple in his mouth. His tongue flicked and licked in a way that had my toes curling and a gasp leaving my lips.

Landon bent even lower as he took almost my whole breast. The sight and feel made me groan. The way his tongue moved and sucked had me tilting my head back, eyes closed.

When his teeth tugged at my nipple, my eyes jerked open, legs squeezing his sides as wetness pooled between my legs. God, the sight of him bent over feasting on my chest had me aching to be filled.

I kept my hooded eyes on him, watching as he went back and forth between my breasts, making sure each one got attention. Every so often, he would glance up at me as if to make sure I was still enjoying it. Dear God, I was.

My mind was in a fog as Landon let one of my nipples go with a pop before slowly making his way downward, placing little kisses as he went. His lips and stubble made my skin break out in goosebumps.

My heart rate picked up as he neared my stomach. I still had my jeans and underwear on, but if he reached between my legs, he’d find that I soaked through both layers. When his lips barely grazed the skin above my jeans, I groaned.

“Landon.” I wanted his mouth lower, and I wanted it now.

“What do you want?” He peered up at me from under thick lashes. He wasn’t even on his knees yet, but the way he looked up at me had heat furling in my stomach. For a second, words left me. “Better tell me what you want or I’ll leave you right here, turned on and needy.”

“I want your mouth on my pussy.” I said the words without a hint of embarrassment.

I knew what I wanted, and I wasn’t afraid to say it.

I was a grown woman who knew what she liked so why feel embarrassed or weird about saying it out loud?

Judging the low hum in Landon’s throat, he liked my bluntness.

“Good girl.” Those two words did something to my insides. “Hips up.”

His fingers made quick work of undoing my pants. When he tried to tug them off, we both suddenly remembered I was still wearing my shoes. Landon wasted no time in pulling them off and tossing them to the side. By the time we were done, my clothes were going to be all over my apartment.

My lips twitched when my jeans got stuck by my ankles, making Landon frown and yank harder, almost sliding me off the counter. I was glad to know I wasn’t the only impatient one.

With my jeans tossed to the side, I sat there in my thin panties.

It wasn’t lost on me that this moment was about to change everything between us. We were no longer treading that line, we were about to obliterate it.

As Landon moved to his knees, he kept his eyes on me. Like he wanted to see my every expression as he gave me all his attention. A surge of submission came over me seeing him fully clothed while I was only in a small pair of underwear.

With his grip on my thighs, Landon spread my legs, moving between them with his wide shoulders. My breathing picked up at the sight of him kneeling between my legs. There was something so empowering over a man being on his knees for a woman. The image would forever be engrained in my mind.

“Pull those panties to the side.” The soft demand had me instantly reaching down to do as he asked. “Mmm, is this pussy wet for me?”

Fuck . Who knew Landon had such a dirty mouth?

I bit my bottom lip as a thumb stroked my folds, feeling just how ready I was. The groan that came from Landon’s mouth only turned me on that much more. There was nothing hotter than a man who was vocal during sex.

“So pretty,” he whispered, eyes watching every swipe his thumb made. My hips jerked as he made contact with my clit. He barely touched me, yet I felt like I could explode at any moment. The tension in the air grew thicker by the second, like a rubber band ready to snap.

“Keep these open,” he said, tapping my thighs. That was all the warning I got before he bent his head and his tongue touched me.

He dragged it from my ass to the top of my clit, then repeated it.

When he lightly licked my clit, my thighs clamped around his shoulders.

I couldn’t remember the last time someone went down on me.

Years ago? None of that mattered as Landon licked me like I was the last ice cream cone on the planet.

My moans echoed through the kitchen and living room. I couldn’t give two fucks if my neighbors heard. Someone could walk in right then, and I wouldn’t care. Not when I had one of the hottest guys I’d ever met between my legs about to make me come.

I shifted to lean back on one hand while the other moved down to lace my fingers in Landon’s hair. My fingers gripped the silky strands as my hips rocked softly against his tongue. He looked up at me, and it was like I was sucked into a tunnel. I couldn’t look away, even if I tried.

He was all I could see and feel. The pressure in my lower belly only grew as Landon slipped a finger inside me, a finger much wider than my own. I should have been embarrassed at the wet noises that came with him pleasuring me, but all sense of caring flew out the window.

When Landon’s groan vibrated against my clit, my legs instantly snapped shut. If it wasn’t for his wide shoulders keeping me spread, I would have clamped his head tight between my thighs. Not that he would have cared with how fast he was eating my pussy.

“Landon,” I moaned.

With his name on my lips, he doubled his efforts, sliding another finger in. I was basically riding his face as he fingered my pussy faster and suctioned his lips against my clit.

I only lasted another second before I cried out his name again, fingers gripping his hair tight as my body shook. Not once did Landon stop or slow down, dragging my pleasure out. It felt never-ending as his fingers curled against a spot deep inside of me.

My arm gave away as I fell back onto the counter, the cold marble helping cool my hot skin. Landon slowly pulled his fingers out, making me feel empty. I felt his tongue lick my pussy once, then twice before he moved his head away.

“That was…” I wetted my lips trying to come up with the right words. My mind was complete mush.

“If that’s all I have to do to make you speechless,” Landon teased, slowly moving up off his knees. All I could do was laugh as I tried to catch my breath.

“Who knew your mouth was good for something other than being an asshole,” I quipped back, lifting up onto my elbows.

“You’d be surprised at what else this mouth can do.”

My eyes dipped to his lips, already picturing him between my legs again.

I might’ve come already, but it did little to curb the heat in my system. Tilting my hips, I pressed against his crotch, grinning up at him cheekily as I felt how hard he was through his pants.

“Hope you aren’t tired yet, old man.” The way his eyes darkened at my words sent a thrill through me.

“Let’s see if you can keep up.” The promise in Landon’s voice made me shiver. He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist before he stood up. With his hands on my ass, he lifted me in one smooth motion. I laced my fingers through his hair as he moved us away from the counter.

“Down the hall,” I whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe like he did to me earlier.

The way his long legs ate up the distance to my bedroom had me laughing against his neck.

It was a turn on seeing he was just as eager as I was for more, what we just did a little teaser of what was to come.

Landon paused in the hallway long enough to kiss the daylights out of me before continuing to my bedroom.

His shoulder wedged my door open wider so he could get through.

Stopping in the middle of my room, Landon slid me down his body with a surprising gentleness, my bare chest grazing his.

My hands trailed down his front to the buckle of his jeans.

“Unfair I’m practically naked and you still have these on.” I played with the top of his jeans as I looked up at him in permission. His face was calm, but I could feel his heavy breathing as he gave me a nod.

My hands shook slightly as I unbuckled his jeans, easing them off his hips until they pooled at his feet and he stepped out of them. I briefly wondered where his shoes went, but the outline of his cock took all my attention.

The need to feel him— taste him —was so overpowering I didn’t second-guess myself before tugging his boxers down.

His length bounced out in front of him, his dick rock hard and such a beautiful sight to see.

My eyes zeroed in on the tip and how much precum was already visible.

I wanted nothing more than to lean forward and trail my tongue over it to taste him.

I knew he was big. Hell, I felt him pressed against me just moments ago, but I was still surprised enough that my mouth went dry. I brought my hand up and wrapped it around his length, fingertips grazing each other. That alone had me groaning, a sound echoed by Landon above me.

He was heavy and thick in my hand. Just the thought of him inside me had my hips wiggling in anticipation. I already knew the stretch would be the perfect mix of pain and pleasure.

My eyes were glued to him as I gently stroked him. I could feel every vein as my hand moved from tip to base. The need to feel and taste him was almost overwhelming. He got on his knees for me, so it was only fair I returned the favor.

Landon stared down at me as I sank to my knees, pupils blown to the point where I could barely make out the color of them.

“Lydia.” I wasn’t sure if it was a plea to stop or continue. I was about to ask if this was okay when his hand touched the top of my head. I took that as encouragement to continue.

My thighs rubbed against each other as I stared at his cock that was inches from my lips. Looking up, I met Landon’s eyes as I tentatively licked the head. The shudder that went through his body gave me courage to drag my tongue on the underside of his cock.