Thrusting hard, he speeds his pace. “Come on, baby. I won’t come until you do.”
Just the idea that he’s waiting for my pleasure before he allows his own is all my body needs. I tumble into oblivion. My pussy clutches his thick cock. Nothing has ever been so satisfying, and my orgasm continues as Landon fucks me hard and fast, pushing himself over the edge and grunting out his pleasure.
On his elbows, he presses his forehead to mine. “You’re so perfect, Grace. So. Fucking. Perfect.”
“I have a long list of all the things that are wrong with me. I’ll let you read it sometime.” I kiss his chin.
His laugh is half a groan as he pulls out and kisses my nose. “I look forward to it.”
When he grabs his clothes and steps into the bathroom, I feel more alone than I ever have. In fact, I miss him, and that’s nuts because he literally has to spend the night with me.
In my head, I think of a dozen awkward scenes that will play out when he steps out of the bathroom.
Of course, I’m a mess with my hair sticking out in all directions. I’m probably flushed, with bright red cheeks. I pull on my panties and wrap the blanket around myself. Everything about sex with Landon was perfect, yet I still feel awkward and alone. Well, the break room is less than ideal. The fact that neither of us can escape any awkwardness sucks. Maybe I’m just doomed to have an unfulfilled life alone, with occasional sex if I’m lucky.
I’m rolled up like a burrito when Landon steps out of the bathroom looking perfect. He pulls me onto my feet and wrapshis arms around my burrito. “Goddamn, you’re adorable. How about if you get dressed and I feed you?”
“Okay.” My arms are trapped between us, and since he doesn’t let go right away, I have to stay in his arms. It’s not a hardship, mind you, but I’m tensely waiting for him to get weird.
He rubs his hands up and down my arms and kisses my forehead, then lets me go with the most charming smile. I mean, he looks really happy. Happy, like the best day of his life, happy.
Admittedly stunned, I stare as he walks to the fridge and takes a cutting board out, then steps to the stove and turns the burner on.
When I reach the bathroom and close the door, I’m stumped. No weird behavior. No trapped beast trying to get away before any conversation might start. Maybe, since he knows he’s stuck, he’s biding his time.
Maybe I’m a complete mental case who should relax and enjoy the man I’ve been dreaming about for two years now that he’s back and he seems to like me.
After a quick cleanup, and getting dressed, I step out of the bathroom to the smell of beautiful tacos and the sight of a gorgeous man cooking for me.
Four
LANDON
It takes a meal and a snuggle before I can get Grace to relax. I don’t know what kind of asshats she’s been dating, or has dated in the past, but I want to beat every one of those fuckers to a pulp.
Fed and lying on the couch with a new blanket, we sleep until six in the morning, when the door lock clicks, and a petite cleaning lady screams at the sight of us.
Grace is on her feet and speaking in Spanish to the lady before I have the entire scene sorted.
The cleaning lady nods, looks sympathetic, then smirks as she looks from Grace to me.
I give her my best smile and shrug.
She blushes, and I figure we’re okay to move on.
Grace tugs her shoes on, and her face is bright red. “I have to run home and shower. I’m sure there’s going to be a lot of questions.”
I pull the blankets we used into a bundle and put them on the edge of the couch to take with me. Wrapping my arms around her, I kiss the top of her soft, messy hair. “Just tell them the truth. We got locked in and had no way to call anyone.Hopefully, they’ll get that phone on the wall fixed, and the security guard will do a better headcount in the future.”
She nods and presses her cheek to my chest. “I had a good time.”
Pressing my thumb under her chin, I tip her head up so her gaze meets mine. “I hope that’s not goodbye I hear.”
She shrugs. “I hope not too.”
“I’m going to take you out for dinner tonight, Grace. You can’t say no, so don’t make excuses. I want to make sure you know I’m not a one-night stand.” I hold my breath.
“Okay. I’ll meet you out front after rushes. No way I’m meeting you here again.” She blushes deeper but smiles.