"You can take it, Tess." His words are harsh and lust-filled. "Relax and show me."
I nod. I want to give this to him. I can sense that he needs to feel as intimately connected to me, as I need to feel the same with him.
"It's so good." His eyes fall closed under heavy lashes. "Suck it like that. Just like that."
I up the pace. The sounds coming from my mouth speak of the intense need I have to taste what he's going to offer to me.
I grab hold of his ass, pushing him into me. I want to take it all.
I pull back and he groans. His fingers pull on my hair so harshly that I whimper.
"Don't stop, Tess. Don't."
I lick the full length, slowly savoring each ridge and swollen vein.
"I'll never stop," I whisper as I rest my lips against his groin. "I love this. I love it."
His moans fill the quiet space as I race my tongue over the tip before I slide him back into my mouth. I suck loudly, without abandon until he tenses and every last drop of his desire falls onto my tongue.
***
"Please tell me you liked that as much as I did."
I turn over to look at him. His hair is a mess, his face covered with my wetness. He'd eaten me to my own release after he'd pulled me to my feet and pushed me onto the bed.
I'd covered myself with my hands. I hadn't wanted anything in return. I just wanted to rest in his arms but he was insatiable. He'd pulled my legs over his shoulders, scooped my ass into his hands and devoured me until I screamed and came on his face.
I run the pad of my thumb over his lips. "I love everything we do together."
"I want to do more of that." He motions towards where his cock is pressed against my hip. "I want to do more of everything with you."
"Me too."
"You changed my life." His breath floats over my cheek. "I knew you were special when I first saw you but you've completely changed my life."
He's done the same for me. It has nothing to do with my finding out about my father's past or the things that happened before I stepped onto that plane in Milan. He's shown me what it really feels like to be wanted by a man.
"You've changed my life too."
"I've never been in love before." He scoops my hand into his. "I know you loved Ansel."
There's no jealousy in his tone. He isn't saying it to pull up something from me that borders on regret. He's simply stating a fact that we both know to be true.
"That love wasn't like this." I pull his hands to my lips. I hold it there. "It was shallow. It didn't change me."
"Like this love?" He swallows hard. "Our love?"
"You make me want to know life's truths. You make me want to fulfill all my dreams. You make me see the best in myself. No one has made me feel those things."
"No one has ever gone to battle for me." He smiles as he rests his forehead against mine. "No one has ever tried to save me from drowning. I feel like I've been drowning since that day."
I cup my hands over his cheeks. "You're not drowning anymore. I will never let you drown."
"I love you." His tears fall roll off his cheeks and onto mine. "I love you so much."
I nod as I rub the moisture from his face. "I love you, Landon. I love you too."
Chapter 21
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"How was the flight?"
"It was fine." Landon shakes the driver's hand. "There was some turbulence but we rode through it."
I actually rode him through it. When we'd boarded the Foster jet in New York, I knew that by the time we landed in California that Landon would have introduced me to the delights that can be found thirty thousand feet in the air.
He'd taken me to the back of the plane as soon as we were at cruising altitude. He locked the door of the small office before he slowly undressed me. We'd spent the next two hours, wrapped in each other's arms.
I feel closer to him now than I have ever before and it has little to do with the fact that I've just experienced some of the most intense physical pleasure of my life.
Landon is in California, with me, to watch as I take on the task of bringing the Liore pop-up shop to life. He's encouraged me every step of the way.
More importantly, he's eager to finally meet my father. We're meeting him for dinner after the event tonight. I teasingly asked him on the phone if Gianna would be joining us and he scoffed at the suggestion.
They're working on rekindling just the friendship part of their relationship, he'd told me. He wants her in his life but only as a friend.
"The outbound pilot would like a word with you." The driver that Gabriel sent to meet us gestures towards a counter where an older man is standing. "He assured me it wouldn’t take long."
"I need to go do that." Landon kisses me softly. "It's part of the job when you fly the Foster jet."
The driver chuckles as he watches Landon walk away. "You can take a seat if you'd like, Ms. Marlow."