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I can’t reply because his mouth is all over me in seconds. All over my throat and collarbone, slowly moving downward over my breasts, my nipples, my torso… Landon is leaving a trail of space dust behind as he goes. Sparkles and flames lick all over me every single time his tongue darts over my skin, tasting the perspiration he’s caused to spring all over me. I’m hot, on fire, and writhing underneath him, which only encourages Landon more. I can see how much he’s enjoying driving me wild.
“Mmm your scent is intoxicating,” he murmurs as he presses his nose between my thighs. The hot blasts of air bursting out of his mouth vibrate against my core, making me shudder violently. I can’t contain myself. He’s too much. It really hasn’t ever been like this with any other man before. Landon is so much more, just as I knew he would be. Only this time, it’s real, not invented in my mind. It really is his nose nudging my thighs apart and his lips coming toward my soaking wet slit.
“Oh, Landon.” I reach down and knot my fingers up in his hair, arching my body toward him because he’s teasing me, taking much too long to get to where I need him so badly it hurts. The throbbing pounding between my legs is nearly shaking me apart. I don’t think I can handle it any longer. I’m a pressure cooker about to explode if he doesn’t come to me right now… “Landon!”
Then in one fell swoop, he knocks the words right from me, the breath too. Landon doesn’t intend to give me a moment to adjust to the feel of his mouth all over me. He’s become a mad man on a mission, desperate to coax an orgasm from me. He’s everywhere, all over me, the wet heat of his rough tongue alternating between plunging deep inside me and tracing phenomenal patterns all over my clit until I can’t take it anymore. Holy fuck, this is likeno other. He’s dragging me deep under the waters of pleasure with him, and I can’t do anything but scream and thrash as the pleasure drowns me.
It feels like only seconds before the tsunami of pleasure overwhelms me completely. The waves are powerful. They hit me from every goddamn angle, making sure that I’m sent spinning into space and I can’t crash back to earth anytime soon. If I didn’t have my hands all knotted up in Landon’s hair, connecting me to something real, I would think that I’d lost it at last.
There is something here for sure, something special and powerful, something mind-blowing. No wonder dating hasn’t ever been for me. Not when it isn’t Landon. I was waiting for him. I always have been, and now I have him at last.
“Come here,” I beg pitifully as the post-orgasmic bliss cascades through my system. “I’m not done with you yet.”
Thankfully, there is no teasing this time around, no messing about because Landon wants me as badly as I do him. He crashes his lips to me hard and angles himself at my core, waiting for permission to be let inside. Since I’m not quite sated enough yet and I need so much more, I flip my hips off the couch and allow his rock-hard length to slide inside me, to fill me up.
Fucking hell.That feels good. I don’t think I’m going to be done with Landon anytime soon. I think this will be the rest of my night, the rest of my fucking life. What started off as almost the end of my life has just become a brand-new chapter, and this is one, I want to cling to forever. I finally have this incredible man back in my life and inside me for the very first time. With every thrust increasing in pressure and pleasure, I know that I need to find a way to cling to him now.
I can’t lose Landon Ross again. The first time nearly killed me. This time, I won’t survive it. I know.
“Oh, Heather, Heather.” Hearing him call out my name over and over like a prayer connects me to him on a level so deep I didn’t know it could go that far. “Heather, I… I…”
He doesn’t quite manage to finish his sentiment before the pleasure grips us both, but it doesn’t matter. I’m pretty sure I know exactly what he means.
10
LANDON
Uh-oh, did we get carried away? It certainly feels like we did as we lie next to one another on the couch, desperately gasping for air like we might never breathe again. I can’t even bear to turn to the side to look at Heather because I’m scared of what I’ll see. I don’t want to spot the regret crossing her expression when she connects with what’s just happened. She might hate it, she might fall apart, and that will crush me. Especially knowing that I’m supposed to be her protector. She’s the one who just went through a traumatic experience, so this could be seen as my taking advantage. But that wasn’t it.Iwasn’t carried away.
Oh, my God, that wasn’t it at all. I could smack myself for even feeling that way. It wasn’t me wanting to take advantage of a horrible situation. It was me falling head over heels for Heather all over again, going back to where I was in my teens.
Honestly, I don’t think I ever stopped loving Heather. I know that now. I’ve never let anyone get close to me in that way because they haven’t been her. I gave myself the excuse that my work kept me too busy for a long-term woman in my life, butnow I can see it’s just because Heather has always been the one for me… but what if I lose her all over again?
I curl over and clutch on to my stomach hard as that realization hits me like a punch in the face. The idea that this might not be the beginning of something new kills me. I can hardly breathe under the stress of it. She’s back. Even if Heather wasn’t brought back to me in the ideal way, she’s here and I don’t want to let her go. I can’t let her go. I need to keep her. Of course, I would much prefer for her to have been brought back to me much sooner than she has been. But perhaps there is a reason for that. Maybe we needed to wait until we were both ready before we could be back together again. God, I hope so.
“Wow,” Heather finally gasps with a giggle, making me snap around to see her. “That was incredible. Although I did always think that our first time would be long before we were in our thirties. I thought that we would lose our virginity to one another.”
She pulls me to her and kisses me sweetly, allowing all of my fears to ebb away. I don’t know why I was worried. Ofcoursewe’re both on the same page here. We always have been when it comes to us.
“Yeah, I always thought so too.” I scoop her up in my arms and hold her against me. “But at least we’re here now.”
“Right, and I hope that we can stay this way for a long time.” She snuggles against me. “I like it here with you.”
My stomach growls loudly, which makes us both laugh. Time has been a bit strange today, what with everything going on, so I guess we haven’t eaten and now I’m starving. I’ve probably been too tense to think about food until now. But my stomachisn’t going to let me get away with it any longer. If I don’t eat something soon, I’m going to crumble.
“I might go and cook something,” I say with a laugh. “Do you want anything to eat? I can go and see what I have.”
“Yeah, that would be great, actually.” She sits up confidently and stretches out her arms, allowing me to really admire the incredible way that she has grown into her body. She’s absolutely gorgeous. She really is like a goddess. Goddamn it, no wonder no one ever measured up to Heather. How the hell could they? She’s absolutely everything to me. “I’m starving.”
I half expect her to get dressed fully like I’m planning on, but when she grabs only my tee shirt and throws it over her head with a suggestive smile playing on her lips, I know that isn’t happening. Well, that’s okay with me. I can simply wear the sweatpants over in the drawer. That’s plenty enough for me. This is very couple-like and it’s adorable. I love being a part of it.
Then I reach out to hold Heather’s hand and we walk into the kitchen clinging to one another. I can’t stop myself from grinning like crazy. I feel like I’m soaring higher than air. This isnotthe way I thought the day was going to end when it began. My God, I thought that I was on a case to rescue some journalist. I didn’t know that I would have the love of my life back.
“So, what do you have?” Heather and I move around the kitchen with ease, almost like we’ve been doing it for years, like we’re married or something. “Ooh, your refrigerator is very empty. Is it time for you to do your grocery shopping?”
“I’ve been away until very recently,” I admit. “On a job in Argentina, so I haven’t been around to do shopping.”
“Oh, right.” Her eyes pop open in shock. “A job like this one with me? You protect all kinds of people, right?”
