Page 78 of Your Love

“Tell me this is what you want,” he whispers huskily, searching my eyes for any hint of doubt or hesitation. “I’m done waiting.”

A surge of emotion swells in my chest as I gaze back at him, seeing only love and desire reflected in those deep amber eyes. “This is all I’ve ever wanted,” I reply without hesitation.

His lips crash onto mine with a fiery intensity, sending electric shivers down my spine. With a strong yet gentle grip, he leads us to the bed, his eyes never leaving mine. My nipples tighten and pucker as he drops to his knees in front of me, his hands eagerly lifting the bottom of my dress and revealing my bare stomach. I gasp as his warm lips shower kisses across my skin.

His skilled hands roam over my curves, caressing and kneading with expert precision as my fingers tangle in the soft strands of his hair. The warmth of his touch spreads through my body like wildfire, igniting every nerve ending and sending shivers down my spine.

“Wildflower,” he whispers, his voice thick with desire as his gaze travels up my body, admiring every inch of me with hunger in his eyes. “You are so incredibly beautiful.” I feel myself flush at his words, feeling desired and adored in this moment.

I melt into his touch, surrendering to what we’ve both wanted for so long. His hands continue to wander over my hips and belly, leaving trails of heat behind with each touch. He leans in to place feathery kisses across my skin, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

Finally, he stands and plants one last kiss on my lips before stepping back, our bodies still humming with anticipation for what’s to come.

I am transfixed as he gracefully removes his shirt, revealing the taut muscles of his chest and arms. He kicks off his shoes and socks with ease, then unbuttons his jeans and steps out of them, revealing the toned muscles along his abdomen that ripple with each movement.

“I need you naked,” he says firmly, his voice low and commanding. “If you don’t strip right now, I’m going to rip those clothes off of you.”

My heart races at his words, and I bite my lip. Nerves and anticipation collide within my body. Slowly, I lift my dress over my head and toe-off my sandals, revealing more skin with each move. Standing before him in just my lacy bra and panties, I can feel his intense gaze taking in every inch of me.

I take my time with my bra, trying to tease him, when he lunges for me and spins me around so that I’m facing the mirrored wall on the other side of the room. He unclips my bra, letting it fall to the ground before kneeling and peeling my panties down my legs, leaving me completely naked as he stands behind me, studying me in the mirror’s reflection.

“You’re perfect,” he says, meeting my eyes in the mirror. He trails his hand down my neck and then palms my breast, squeezing and kneading it before rolling my nipple between his fingers.

My head rolls back onto his shoulder, causing him to abruptly stop and grab my chin, forcing me to look straight ahead.

“Look at us together. We’re perfect,” he says as he returns to working my breast. “Watch us in the mirror. Don’t take your eyes off it.”

He sucks on my neck gently as his hands continue to explore my body. The intensity of being forced to watch his large hands map my curves makes my skin tingle with need.

Once his hand cups my pussy, I almost come on the spot. Meeting my eyes in the mirror in a heated gaze, he slides his fingers through my wet slit, causing me to tremble with anticipation. With a cocky smile on his face, he slips his middle finger inside and begins to pump in and out.

“You need more, Wildflower?” He asks with a satisfied grin.

My reply is breathy and desperate. “Yes, please.”

He adds another finger while dropping his head to suck on the spot between my neck and shoulders.

I drop my hand to cover his, and he begins to circle my clit with his thumb.

“You’re so wet for me,” he whispers in my ear. “Do you want to come on my fingers or my tongue?”

“Your tongue,” I pant, barely able to speak.

Landry quickly moves in front of me and drops to his knees. He throws one of my legs over his shoulder. He doesn’t move at first, devouring me with his eyes. Looking up at me with a smile, he circles my clit with featherlight sweeps of his tongue, driving me insane with need.

I grab his head and grind myself against his face as he increases the pressure. He growls as he flattens his tongue and then sucks my clit into his mouth while pumping his fingers inside me. I fight the urge to close my eyes as the sensations take over my body.

“Please, Landry,” I mewl, as he increases the pressure on my clit and curls his fingers, massaging my sensitive inner walls. The sucking sounds of his tongue and fingers working my pussy fill my ears, drowning out the music in the background as I climb higher.

My orgasm hits me like a truck as my legs quiver and my breath is stolen. I come with my entire body. All of my muscles tighten and contract from my toes to my forehead. My pelvis convulses against him and he licks and laps up the evidence of the orgasm, his finger slowly pumping in and out.

He stands and stares at me, both of us breathless, before grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me into a tender kiss. Something vulnerable passes between us in that kiss. It’s an understanding that we are done wasting time. This is it. This is forever.

I drop to my knees and yank his sweats down as his cock bounces against his abdomen.

Smiling up at him, I wet my lips and grab his erection, stroking him from base to tip, paying extra attention to the sensitive underside as I swirl my tongue in circles around the head.

Landry touches my face as I look up at him, and that vulnerability passes between us for the second time. It’s almost too heavy to process, so I take the head of his cock and suck it into my mouth before I become overcome with emotion.