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“I know... you’re right. I could approach bigger projects in between residential ones. There are so many opportunities in LA, and there are so many different habitats. That’s what I love about this city. When I first moved here, I traipsed through the city for hours every afternoon, determined to learn it.”

I loved her determination to own her life no matter what. I almost asked her if she’d ever consider leaving LA. From what she’d shared about her ex and her move to LA, I was willing to bet every penny to my name that she wouldn’t upend her life again, least of all for a man. And it wasn’t fair to ask her to give anything up for me, when I wasn’t sure that what I had to offer was enough to make her happy. But damn if I didn’t want the right to make all of her dreams come true.

I pushed her hair to one side, kissing the back of her neck. Being near her and touching her wasn’t enough. I wanted to taste her. She stilled when my tongue came in contact with her skin, letting out the sweetest moan.

“You’re so good with your mouth,” she whispered.

I kissed her until the rhythm of her breathing intensified and she crossed her legs on a gasp. I groaned, knowing what that meant. But I wanted to hear her say it.

“Are you wet?”

She made a small sound at the back of her throat, nodding. I tugged at her earlobe with my teeth, curious to test how far I could push her.

“Landon!” she whispered. “We can’t get naked here.”

“Sweetness, I don’t need to get you naked to make you come.”

She was wearing denim shorts and a pink polo shirt.

Maddie swatted me away, pointing to the horizon. “Keep your hands where I can see them.”

I placed one on her breast, the other between her legs, rubbing her pussy over the denim. I moved two fingers up and down, turning us both on. She swatted my hands away again.

“You’re distracting me.” Her voice was breathy and uneven.

“If my hands distract you, that says more about you than about me.”

“We came all the way here to see the sunset. Keep those dirty thoughts for later. Much later.”

I wasn’t going to settle for much later. “We’ll watch the sunset, Maddie. But we won’t end this rendezvous without me sinking into you. You can choose where—here, the car, your house—but I will make love to you.”

“You’ve got no shame,” she whispered.

“Or honor,” I confirmed. “Not when it comes to you.”

She turned around and pressed her mouth to mine. “So that’s how you’re playing it, huh? Sweet-talking your way into my thong?”

She wiggled out from between my thighs, sitting next to me. I pulled her feet into my lap and took off her sandals. She groaned when I pressed my thumb into the arch of her foot.

“Oh, pulling out the big guns, huh? Giving me foot rubs?”

“You’re on your feet all day.”

“I see. Just to double-check, this is purely for my benefit? You’re not looking for sexy rewards later on?”

“Sweetness, make no mistake, I’ll take those rewards. But this is just for you.”

She smiled at me, and I knew right then that I’d die a happy man if I could have her smile at me like that every day for the rest of our lives. We watched in silence as the sky turned a mix of pink and orange and then descended into darkness while the city lit up gradually.

After putting her sandals back on, Maddie rose to her feet so fast that she nearly lost her balance.

“Hurrying somewhere?” I teased, steadying her.

“Yep. I’m no exhibitionist, so the house it will be. Unless those were empty promises?” She jutted her chin out, challenge rising in her eyes.

“My promises are never empty, Maddie.” To drive the point ho

me, I pulled her flush against me so she could feel just how hard I was for her. Cupping her ass, I kept her in place, rubbing against her lightly. She gasped, digging her fingers into my arms.


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