“Just tempting?” He gives me a teasing grin. “Now I know I have to up my game.”
If he upped his game any further, I’d probably combust. “I heard part of your conversation earlier,” I tell him. “Are you still having issues with Evans Sinclair and his libel?”
Landon sighs tiredly. “People love bad things to talk about, but hardly anybody takes him seriously. He seems to be getting more and more unhinged every day. He was running the Gold Dust into the ground. I saved that hotel, but he refuses to see that.”
I remember the blind hatred on Evans' face during our short meeting in San Francisco. The way he’d spit out the words that accused Landon of using his sister. He’d probably always resented Landon’s relationship with Ava, and his loss of the Gold Dust had been the final nail in the coffin that consolidated the vicious hate. “Well, I’m glad he doesn’t have the means to actually hurt your business.”
“That’s why I’m not worried. Although, I feel some sympathy for his family.”
Ava in particular? The words hover on the tip of my tongue, but I recognize them for what they are, unnecessary and unwarranted jealousy, so I swallow them and hold out a hand to Landon. “You’ve got me for the whole weekend,” I murmur suggestively. “What are you planning to do with me?”
“First of all,” he grins and comes to stand at the edge of the bed, taking my proffered hand. “There’s a club we should be thinking of joining.”
“We?” My eyes widen with disbelief. “You’ve never done it here?”
Landon surprises me by shaking his head slowly, a small smile on his sculpted lips. “No.”
The thought of being his first anything makes me excited as hell. I get up on my knees and place my hands on his chest. “So in here you’re a virgin.”
He shrugs. “I am whatever you want me to be.”
“I want you to be naked.” I give him a sultry look and start to unbutton his shirt. He helps me by shrugging it off, and my hands travel the expanse of his chest before I bend forward to lick his nipples, one, then the other.
I hear him sigh, his muscles tensing under my palms. Reaching for his waistband, I pull down his trousers and run my hands over the hard ridge in his briefs. He makes a soft sound in his throat, but his eyes stay on my face, watching as I pull down the undergarment and start to stroke him.
I feel him getting harder in my hand, stiffer, responding to my touch. Slowly, with my free hand, I start to unbutton my blouse, releasing his cock for long enough to shrug off the top and toss it on the floor, followed by my skirt, then my bra and panties. I hold Landon’s gaze throughout, and when I’m naked, I reach for his cock again, stroking the full length once, before I cover him with my mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans, his body jerking almost as if he’s surprised by the sensation. He reaches for my shoulder, starting to push me back onto the bed.
“Hold on.” I release him from my mouth and meet his eyes. “You’re a virgin, remember? You have no idea what to do.”
He curses softly, but there’s also some amusement in his expression. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“I know,” I whisper, pulling him down on the bed and rolling on top of him. I lower my body, trailing kisses down his chest and over his stomach until I reach his cock again. My tongue explores the smooth crest, tasting and licking, before sucking him deep into my mouth.
Landon lets out a long moan, his hips lifting off the bed. “I need to fuck you now,” he bites out.
I replace my lips with my hand, stroking his full length. “You’re very impatient for a virgin.”
He manages a laugh, the sound turning into a groan as I cover him with my lips again. “Ah…” His voice is tortured, “Fuck, Rachel.”
“Hmmm.” My eyes meet the helpless, aroused expression in his, and before I know what’s happening, he’s pushing me off his cock, lifting me up over his body and turning me over so I’m face down on the bed. His movements are lightning fast, and in moments, he has my hands gripped behind me in one of his, and one of my legs raised to give him the access he needs.
I’m practically imprisoned, unable to move, as bound as if he’s tied me up. When he pushes his cock inside me and starts to fuck me like that, I fall apart almost immediately, my whole body barely able to move, but shuddering with unbridled pleasure as his firm strokes push me to a screaming climax.
He keeps going, each thrust filling me with renewed pleasure. Soon I’m panting, calling out his name again and again, helpless as each firm stroke into my pulsing, needy heat drives all thought out of my brain.
“Landon,” I cry out his name, desperate for release. “Oh yes, Landon!”
His movements increase in intensity, and he fucks me as if he needs to, as if he’s desperate for something that’s buried deep inside me, as if he’ll never get enough of me. Pleasure peaks over and over until I’m too weak even to cry out. When I finally climax for the last time, my languid moan coincides with his fierce grunt as his body shudders and he reaches his own release.
He collapses onto the bed, his body stretched over my back. “Oh God!” he exclaims.
“Yeah,” I breathe, my eyes fluttering closed. There were no other words.
THE surprise destination is a five-star resort in Los Cabos. We spend the weekend lounging by the pool and enjoying the sunshine.
“Every time I go away with you, I discover another best place in the world,” I tell Landon