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whimpered as his tongue slipped inside her mouth, and her fingers trailed over his abdomen then further down to the snap of his jeans. When she tugged the fastening, he covered her hand with his own, and she huffed in frustration.
    “If we do this, when we get back, we talk to your brother together. I will not make love to you then act as though it’s a dirty little secret,” Landon said. “There will be no worry on your part about betraying me.”
    She smiled. “Thank you. Now let’s enjoy the time we have together,” she said, playfully slapping his hand away.
    After unfastening his jeans, his erect cock sprang free, and her mouth watered. Trailing her finger along the prominent vein on the underside, the hard steel covered with velvety skin was a welcome promise that all of the longing, all of the restless nights of wanting him, would soon come to a blessed end. Working the wet denim over his hips, she knelt. Encircling him with her hand, she licked the crown with a slow curl of her tongue, eliciting a moan from him. The fact that she was giving him pleasure sent shivers of joy through her body. Picking up a slow stroking rhythm with her hand, she tongued him to a perfect beat only she could hear.
    “Krista.” He tugged her up to stand in front of him.
    Cupping her nape, he kissed her, a gentle and lazy exploration. He reached for the front of her towel, and with a flick of his wrist, it pooled at her feet. When he cupped her breast, rubbing the sensitive peak of one nipple with his thumb, a mewl of pleasure escaped her lips. His touch was an intoxicating mix of wickedness and pleasure, a potion that made her body sing and vibrate in need. Each stroke of his fingers sent a rush of heat and moisture between her thighs, the place that ached for him most.
    Easing his hand along her hip then around to her mound, he covered her then slid a finger along her damp folds and up to her clit before returning. Each caress, each slide of his sinful fingers coaxed the pressure inside her to build. The moist heat from her body coated his finger, allowing it to slide over her with ease. With the legs of his pants still around his ankles, he shook them off then knelt in front of her and placed his mouth against her wet sex.
    Placing his thumbs on each side of her labia, he eased her open, exposing every inch of her to his questing tongue. When he probed deep, then up and around her clit before returning inside, her knees turned to jelly. He ate her, laving and sucking until the tension building low in her stomach became almost too much to bear, and she gripped his head, holding him against her.
    “Landon!”
    He stood, picked her up, and backed her against the door. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he cupped her ass with his hands, holding her as though she weighed nothing.
    “You can’t imagine how many times I’ve fantasized about doing this to you, sugar.” He bent his head and took a nipple into his mouth.
    “Oh!” She rested her head against the door and closed her eyes. “I can definitely imagine.” The torture of his wicked tongue sent aftershocks of trembles through her body, one after another.
    When he shifted, his cock pressed against her opening, and her inner muscles clenched in anticipation of welcoming all of that delicious hardness. Grasping his shoulders, she dug her nails into sinewy muscles.
    When the head of his cock eased inside, he stopped. “You’ve teased me for too long, sugar.”
    “Only because I lo-like you so much.”
    “It’s been unbearable being so close to you for so long and not touching you.” He grunted as he slid in another inch.
    “Enough with the teasing.” The frustration of wanting him buried deep inside beat at her, and she clawed at his back. “Do it now. And don’t be gentle.” Kissing him, she bit his bottom lip, drawing it into her mouth and sucking the droplet of blood she’d brought to the surface. Putting her mouth close to his ear, she whispered, “I