“Oh,” she replied as his cock nudged at her entrance. For a moment, Kerry was worried that he wasn’t going to fit, but when he crushed his mouth against hers, she forgot her own name. Wetness pooled between her legs as her body grew hot from his tongue swirling in her mouth.
She wanted more, needed more. Rocking her hips, Kerry moaned as the tip of his cock rubbed against her folds and swollen clit. As her body rocked against his erection, Landon shifted one of his hands down to his cock and guided it into her tight sheath as he thrust his hips forward.
He took his time, which Kerry was thankful for. Inch by glorious inch filled up her channel until she was gasping at the fullness.
“Landon,” she groaned, hoping to convey how much more she needed of him.
“Only halfway there, beautiful. Want me to slow down?” he asked and Kerry couldn’t help but notice a hint of Irish brogue to his voice.
“Don’t you dare!” she commanded as she shifted her hips to take more of him.
“Fuuuuuuck,” he growled as he lifted one of her legs onto his arm and slid the remainder of his erection into her body with one single thrust until he was buried to the hilt.
“Oh god,” she cried out as her body tightened around him. Kerry didn’t know it was possible, but she felt herself rising closer and closer to her peak as he slowly pulled back and then plunged forward again.
“Goddamn, you’re so fucking tight. I’ve never felt anything so perfect,” Landon said as his movements became quicker and more frantic.
Kerry felt her body’s waves of pleasure building, raising her need for release hire and hire. Shifting one arm behind her head, she gripped the edge of the bed and rocked her body in time with Landon’s. Their sweat-covered bodies slipped back and forth and the only sound in the room was their hips crashing against each other
and their heaving breaths mixed with moans. Kerry was so close. Her sex clenched tighter until she gripped Landon’s shoulder, clawing at his colorful skin as she attempted to keep her body on solid ground.
Then suddenly, she was floating in pleasure. Waves and waves of rapture overwhelmed her body. She could feel Landon’s movements become jerky as she rode the final ripples of her release until he stilled above her, spilling his own release into the condom.
“Fucking hell,” he murmured before collapsing onto the bed beside her, twisting her body to rest against his. “That was. . .” he whispered as he seemed to search for the words, but Kerry finished for him. “beyond.”
“Yes, exactly. Nothing could compare to that.”
Kerry felt her body relax and, as promised, she didn’t feel the slightest of regrets from their tryst. All she felt was peace. He had helped her release all of the tension that had been building for years. It was something she would be forever grateful for.
“I need to take care of this.” He gestured to the condom on his still stiff cock.
“I still want to touch you,” she said as she rolled onto her stomach as he left to the bed to head to the bathroom. Kerry enjoyed watching his taut backside move with each step.”
“Don’t worry, beautiful. You’ll have plenty of time for that. We have all night,” he added as he tugged off the condom, tied off the end, and tossed it into the trash before turning back to her.
“You can go all night?” she joked, arching an eyebrow in question.
“Oh, believe me. With you? I could go for an eternity,” he told her as he ungracefully fell back onto the bed, scooping Kerry into his arms and rolling them until she laid on top of his body.
“Now, what were you saying about touching me?”
Kerry woke the next morning to sunlight streaming through the window. Summer in North Carolina, she remembered, started early in the day, so she had a hard time figuring out what time it was. A quick glance at the clock on the nightstand told her it was only about 6:30 a.m.
Kerry was afraid to turn over and find the space next to her in bed barren, but she was also scared that she would find it occupied as well. Thinking back on the night, she couldn’t believe the things that they had done, the things that she had done. Kerry had never felt pleasure like what Landon had elicited from her. If that was what sex was supposed to be like, she had been missing out. Kerry also wondered if it was just a special skill of Landon’s.
He was unlike any man she had ever met, more than willing to make sure she was taken care of first before he even considered his own pleasure. The men she knew were solely focused on themselves, whether it be in life or in the bedroom. But Landon made her feel things she had never felt before and want things she had never considered. Not that she had any say in her life up until this point.
She knew that she couldn’t hide from her parents forever, but her night with Landon proved to Kerry how much she had been missing out on. Those reckless things that made you feel alive.
Blindly Kerry reached across the bed and felt the cooling sheets. There was still a divot in the mattress, so she knew he hadn’t left that long ago. Turning her head, Kerry verified that she was alone, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. Maybe the night hadn’t meant as much to him as it had to her.
Sitting up in bed, Kerry moaned at her aching muscles and joints in places she didn’t know existed. Her hair probably resembled a bird’s nest and she feared taking a glance in the mirror, remembering the nips and bites Landon left on her breasts.
Stretching her arms in the air, Kerry knew that she didn’t have time to think about all the things that happened the night before. No, she had a place to be and a cabin to get to.
Chapter Four
Angie’s Diner was a staple in their small town. Something about the food made Landon miss his mother anytime he dined there. But comfort food was what he wanted even though he tried to do his best to stay at his apartment over the bar. Comfort. He wished that the beautiful blonde from the night before was there to ease the ache in his chest.