I slammed into her, my balls hitting her body as I sank all the way inside. I stilled, worried I was going to come before I could move.
She squeezed her channel around me, and I cursed.
I withdrew, then slammed back home.
“Landon. Yes.” Her whispered words hit me square in the chest.
I grabbed her hand and held onto her as I pounded into her body, feeling like I was having an out-of-body experience.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
“Yes. More. Fuck.”
I couldn’t slow down or ease up or take a breath. I swore I was going to pass out. But if I stopped, things I couldn’t start thinking would sink in. So I kept going, slamming my body against hers, changing the angle until she moaned, then pounding more, harder, faster like she asked.
Then she shouted, the words a blur as her core locked down on my dick and refused to let it go.
I followed her over the edge, trapped and owned and hopelessly lost to the woman who told me I had her favorite dick.
17
Casey
What in the hell was that? Sex wasn’t like that. It wasn’t supposed to make me feel like I was going to cry. Sex was just…
Hell, I didn’t know.
As soon as Mikayla got on the bus, I packed up my stuff. I wanted to go to Landon, but I felt crazy rushing over to see him. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him, and I wanted sex. Bad. With him.
So I asked for it. But I never expected it to be like that.
It was one more thing that told me Reegan was crazy to have ever let him go.
“Wow,” he breathed.
“Same,” I said.
He chuckled. “I should let you up.”
“You don’t have to hurry.”
He let me feel his weight again, then kissed me sweetly, no tongue, like we had all the time in the world. Then he got up.
He offered me a hand to help me to my feet, then pointed to the bathroom so I could go first.
I closed the door, feeling like it was crossing a line to leave it open, and quickly used the bathroom. I washed my hands and remembered that my clothes were not in the bathroom with me. Which left me to open the door in all my plus-size glory for him to see.
“Stop hiding from me,” Landon said from the other side of the door.
I chuckled. “You’re not supposed to be able to read my mind.” I opened the door slowly.
He waited, arms crossed and brows raised, for me to step out. He hadn’t bothered to get dressed yet, and I watched as his dick grew in size and pointed at me. “I’m really happy you came over early.”
I chuckled and pushed past him to get my clothes. I wrinkled my nose, hating that my clothes smelled like sex.
“What’s wrong?”
“I probably should have thought ahead to bring a change of clothes.”
