He sat beside her on the bed and tears began rolling down her cheeks. Landon put his arm around her shoulders. At first she resisted but then she allowed him to draw her close to him and rested her head on his chest. A hard lump rose in her throat and the floodgates opened. Her entire body shook with the force of her sobs.
“We’ll get them.” Landon stroked her hair. “We’ll take down the bastards and you won’t ever have to run ever again.”
More tears squeezed from her eyes. “I can’t give up my life, my family. I can’t give up everything I love.”
Landon said nothing for a moment and his silence said everything he didn’t.
She trembled. She didn’t know if she could ever stop crying. He held her for a long time, comforting her.
“Shhhh.” He held her close. “We’ll get them. You need to believe we will.”
She gave one last shuddering sob. When she drew back, she stared up at him. “Please. Please get them.”
Without thinking about it, she moved her face closer to his and brushed his lips with hers.
He sucked in a breath, as if she’d caught him by surprise. She drew back but he slid his fingers into her hair and cupped the back of her head before bringing his lips down on hers. He kissed her in return, slowly exploring her mouth. He traced her lower lip with his tongue then gently nipped at her lip and tugged on it.
“You smell so damn good,” he murmured. “I love the feel of you in my arms.”
“I like it too.” She looked into his eyes. “I don’t want to stop. I want you.”
“You don’t know how much I want you, honey.” He held her close, her head burrowed into his chest. “Unfortunately, we have chaperones.”
She sighed. “It was a dumb idea.”
“It was a wonderful idea.” He nuzzled her hair. “You are amazing.” He leaned back and wiped away her tears with his thumbs. “Why don’t you come out and get something for dinner?”
“I’m going to go to bed.” She brushed her hand over the front of her blouse and he glanced down. Her nipples were hard, poking against her T-shirt. “It’s only too obvious what I want. I need time to think about all of this and I might as well get some sleep.” She put her hand on the bag containing The Musician’s Notebook. “Thank you for this.”
He gave her another soft kiss. “Goodnight, honey.”
She drank in his green eyes, wishing she could look into them as he slid inside her. “Goodnight.”
He pressed his lips to her hair before getting up and going to the bedroom door. He gave her one last lingering look then walked out of the room. He drew the door almost closed behind him, leaving it open a couple of inches.
After he left, she sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her hands. Musician’s hands. Other than her family, she loved music more than anything. It meant everything to her.
Tori closed her eyes tightly and let out her breath. She needed to listen to Landon. She had to believe in him and believe the agents would take down the members of the cartel who were after her. She’d get her life back then.
All would go back to normal. As normal as it could after everything that had happened and everything that was to come.
Chapter 17
Something soft and firm brushed Tori’s lips and she stirred. A mouth moved over hers in a long, languorous kiss that stole her breath.
She dreamed about kissing Landon, the most beautiful thing she could imagine at this moment. God, how she wanted to trace his abs with her tongue and her fingers before she kissed him even more deeply.
If he were real right now, she would see the length and girth of his erection then take it in her hand. She would feel the softness and the steel of it then lick a path from the tip to the balls and back. She would love to go down on him, take him to the back of her mouth. The feeling would be a powerful one, knowing she had control of his pleasure.
So real. The kiss felt so real. He sucked her tongue, took her bottom lip into his mouth to lightly bite it and lick the soft flesh, something that drove her crazy.
Their mouths and lips became more frenzied, more urgent, her answering him with incredible passion. A warm hand cupped her cheek, a thumb stroking up and down while holding her still so he could kiss her hard and deep.
It grew harder to breathe as her body revved up. She needed him. God, how she needed him.
She let out a soft sigh when the kiss ended. Her lips felt moist and they tingled. Her eyelids fluttered and in the near darkness she found herself looking into Landon’s gaze.
Her eyes widened and she parted her lips to say something, but he put his hand over her mouth. Was something wrong? No, nothing could be wrong. Everything was right, so right. His hand smelled like soap and she breathed in his scent.
Even in the dim light, she could make out the desire, want, and desperate need in his gaze. Knowing he desired, wanted, and needed her created a potent feeling of power within her. She could see it in the way he looked at her, the way he’d kissed her.
“Shhh.” He skimmed her cheek with his knuckles and threaded his fingers into her silky hair, only stopping to hold her tight. “I’m sorry.” Need, deeper than usual and almost strained, filled his voice. “I stopped to check on you, and you looked so beautiful I wanted to kiss you. Now I don’t know if I can keep my hands off you.”
Earlier he’d said he would protect her and he wouldn’t let her go. A strong sensation of him claiming her as his own nearly made her mind spin with its headiness. At this moment she wanted him to claim her, wanted to be his.
“I’m glad you did check in.” Breathless and shameless, she didn’t care if she sounded needy. “And just maybe I don’t want you to keep your hands off me.”
Bedsprings creaked as he shifted his weight and he leaned over her and braced his hands on either side of her body. Light seeped in from beneath the closed door and a little more came through slanted, not fully closed blinds.
The heady, intense feeling she had at the thought of the other agents in the house ramped up her excitement. Could they be caught again? Only this time it would be far more than kissing.
She wanted to rock his world while making sure the other agents didn’t know.
In the faint light, she saw the intensity of his expression. She wanted to trace the wicked scar along his cheek with her fingers and lips. He looked so good, so large and powerful. He made her feel safe and at the same time he made her want him.
His scent…it permeated every pore of her body, fueling her desire for him. She drank him in, filling her lungs with Landon’s wonderful, clean scent. It had her squirming and aching between her thighs even more.
Her nipples had tightened beneath her sleep shirt as she grew wetter. Her nipples were so sensitive, especially when they were hard. She wanted him to lick them, suck them with his hot mouth. To drive her crazy with need.
She raised her arms, weaved her hands around his neck, and pulled him toward her until his mouth hovered over hers.
“I think you need to climb onto this bed with me.” She played with the short hairs at his nape, her body moving as if he had already slid inside her. God, how she wanted him inside her. “Just to make sure I’m safe, of course.”
He breathed even harsher than she did. “Probably not a good idea.” He pressed his lips to hers then brushed his mouth a fraction above. She had no doubt he hovered so close to the edge it wouldn’t take much to push him over into the temptation of taking her. “On second thought, it’s the best idea I’ve ever heard.”
She smiled and speared her hands into his hair and sifted the strands between her fingers. She held his head tight, like she never wanted to let him go. “That’s because it is the best idea ever.” She kissed him and nipped at his lower lip before drawing his tongue into her mouth. Her need for him became more urgent and she kissed him with even more passion.
He kissed her hard, letting all his desire pour through her where their lips met. He showed how much he wanted to possess her, mark his territory, an
d claim her as his woman.
He broke the kiss and traced his lips along her jawline to her ear. “Damn. You’re too much of a temptation.”
The temptation to touch her clearly overpowered him as he moved his hands over her body. He started to edge up her shirt until it slipped under her breasts. He slipped his fingers under the cloth, cupping her breast and tweaking her nipple.
Wanting to keep him close to her, she grasped the short hair at his nape and moaned into his mouth, arching her back to get even closer to him. His cock felt so hard against her belly. She wanted to strip off his T-shirt and jeans and any other clothing he might be wearing. She wanted to climb on top of him, wanted to feel their naked bodies sliding together, and she wanted to ride him, hard. His cock would hit her cervix, in her so deep he’d be rubbing her G-spot and feeling so good inside her.
When their mouths parted, she had to drag air into her lungs with effort, a result of all the erotic sensations rampaging through her. By the roughness of his breathing, she knew it affected him too.
“Do you think Danson and O’Donnell will know we’re together?” The thought might cool her ardor a bit, but she didn’t care. How could it be so hot to have them close while she did everything in her power to rock Landon’s world?
“We’ll be fine.” He rubbed his thumb along her lower lip and she caught his finger in her mouth. His breath hitched as she sucked it, like she wanted to suck his cock. “It’s my turn to sleep upstairs while they monitor the front and back doors downstairs.” He sounded strained, as if he tried to focus on his words. “They’re not going anywhere.”
With the other agents out of the way, she had more of a chance to explore Landon. She smiled and pushed the blanket to her waist.
He captured her T-shirt-covered breasts in his big hands. Her breasts felt heavy from her desire, her nipples growing tighter beneath his touch. He circled each nipple with his thumbs, causing her to clench her teeth to hold back moans of pleasure. Her nipples were so sensitive it made her crazy.
Her reaction seemed to get him even more worked up and he tugged at her sleep shirt and slid it up and over her breasts.
“We need to be quiet.” Landon gave a low groan, pushing her sleep shirt up higher. “But damned if I know how I’m going to manage it with you beneath me.”
His words fueled her and she arched her back as she helped him pull the shirt over her head. The new sensation of cool air on her nipples had her bucking and squirming beneath him. She couldn’t help her body wanting him inside her.
“So beautiful.” He dropped the shirt on the floor before lowering his head, his mouth hovering above her breasts, his breath hot against them. She thrust her breasts up to get them closer to his mouth. “You’re so damned beautiful.”
He ghosted his lips over her nipple and she gasped when he enveloped the hard nub in the soft, wet warmth of his mouth and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. His licking and sucking drove her out of her mind. She inched her hands over his body, the hardness of his muscles making her want even more. In her haze, she wanted everything he could give her.
“Landon.” She gasped and writhed in his arms, begging him with her body to take more of her. She clenched her fingers in his hair when he ran his tongue around her nipple. “I want you inside me.” The need burned inside her like an inferno. “I need you like five minutes ago.”
“God. I will. Soon.” He sucked her nipple hard before taking her other one into his mouth. She gasped and squirmed as he raised his head and gave her a look filled with fire. “I’m going to fuck you, honey. I’m going to stretch you, be deep inside you. I’m going to show you who you belong to. But first I need to make you come.”
His words made her shudder with desire. “Don’t make me wait.” She moved her hands to his upper arms then his shoulders and gripped them. She loved the feel of his muscles flexing beneath her palms. “I want you inside me. Now.”
“Patience,” he murmured, but she could tell his attempt at slowing down cost him and he wanted her just as badly.
She fought for breath, slipping her hands down his chest to his belt buckle. He sucked in his breath as the touch of her fingers between his jeans and his belly. When she insinuated her hand down until she brushed the soft head of his cock, he groaned.
Turnabout was fair play. He had teased her and now she would return the favor.
“Get those clothes off, Landon.” She found it hard to even speak the words. The anticipation drove her out of her mind, just knowing he would be long and thick. She couldn’t wait to feel all his heat in her hand, her mouth, her body.
He stood, hunger burning in his gaze. He looked reluctant to part from her for even a moment. She sat up in bed, bracing her hands on the mattress as he stepped back and she watched every movement he made. She brought her hands to her breasts, her eyes focused on his while he unbuckled his belt then unfastened his jeans.
He had a pained expression, watched her fondling her breasts. She stared at the bulge in his jeans, waiting to get her first look at his cock.
His hands seemed to tremble a bit when he pushed his jeans and boxer briefs down to his knees. He widened his stance, completely freeing his cock and balls.
She caught her breath, wanting to touch and taste his long, thick cock and lick his balls. She could almost feel him stretching her, a welcome invasion.
The need to have him inside her made her wild for him. She let the sheet fall completely away, reaching for him. He sucked in his breath as she wrapped her fingers around his erection and used her other hand to cup his balls. She ran her thumb over the pre-cum on the top. Using it as a tether, she drew him closer to her.
* * *
Tension coiled in Landon’s groin, an intense sensation that made him afraid he would explode just from her touch.
Still holding his cock, Tori sat up then got to her knees on the bed. Her breasts were generous, her areolas a deep wine color, her nipples large and hard. She’d been made for his hands and mouth to explore—her smooth skin, lovely curves, and her soft lips.
The look in her eyes mesmerized him. She gripped him and slowly stroked her hand up and down his erection. She cupped his balls with her other hand where they were tight against his body.
His eyes almost rolled back into his head as she moved her finger slowly over the skin just behind his balls. The sexy and erotic sensation nearly drove him to his knees. But God help him, he couldn’t have moved if he’d tried.
She shifted on the bed and he looked at her silky black panties. At that moment, nothing could be sexier than seeing her in only those little panties. Her womanly scent washed over him, the sweet smell of orange blossoms from the bottle of lotion she’d asked for mixed with the scent of her desire.
“I want to taste you.” She met his gaze as she gripped his cock and balls. “I want to feel you inside my mouth.”
He groaned at the incredibly erotic words she spoke and the primal look in her gaze.
She didn’t give him time to think about what she would do next. She lowered her head and circled his cock with her tongue before sliding his erection inside the wet warmth of her mouth until it bumped the back of her throat. She gave a satisfied hum, a low sensual sound that vibrated throughout him.
He didn’t know how she did it, but she opened up the back of her throat and took him in deep without having a gag reflex. She also didn’t seem to need to come up for air, as if she had an expanded lung capacity. And the way she used her tongue… He wondered if it had anything to do with her being a musician. Whatever it was, she had the amazing ability to turn his world upside down.
He clenched his teeth as he watched his cock disappearing into her mouth between her swollen lips. Lips swollen from their frenzied kisses.
A groan of pleasure almost escaped him, but he held it back. He had no intention of letting the other agents know he had his cock down Tori’s throat.
He hadn’t planned on her going down on him, but now he couldn’t think past t
he feel of her lips on him and the sight of her head bobbing up and down when her dark eyes met his. It was so fucking hot to see her watching him with his cock sliding in and out of her mouth.
“Damn, Tori. Damn.” The tension building in his groin became so intense he almost exploded into her mouth.
She gave a hum of pleasure, a hungry sound that vibrated through his cock and straight to his groin. He hung on the precipice of an orgasm to beat all other orgasms. He’d never felt anything like this in his life.
“Stop, honey.” He had to grasp her head in his hands and hold her still. “I want to be inside you so damned bad.”
She stopped slowly, keeping her lips tight as she pulled him out of her mouth, still fondling him. He nearly went crazy, feeling her trace the area just behind the balls at the base and back to the front where the sac attached to his body. She ran her tongue down the length of his cock to his balls, slipped one into her mouth, and sucked.
Holy shit. He longed to fuck her until she couldn’t see straight, much less walk straight. He needed to push inside her and feel that first giving of her body to take him. He loved the pounding and going deep as he tipped her ass with his hands. He’d seen how sensitive her nipples were and he ached to pinch them as he took her.
Fuck almost seemed like too coarse a word to use with Tori, but he wanted to do exactly that. A part of him recognized he wanted more than that, a primal urge to claim her even though he had no right to.
She let his erection slide out of her mouth, his cock aching and jutting out at her as if begging for more. Hell, he could barely stand after what she’d just done. The way she’d licked him, sucked him, deep-throated him. Damn.
When she reached for him and started to tug down on his pants, her hands skimming his thighs, he stopped her. He had to fight not to claim her this very second. He needed a moment to take off his clothing and his weapon.
After he’d removed his Colt from its holster and set it on the nightstand, he dug a condom packet out of his wallet and placed it close to the gun. He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t even be in her room, but he had to be with Tori more than he needed anything else in this life.
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