Filthy Doctor(288)

I relaxed and laughed with Landon, holding hands since I knew we were alone. We could be seen together, just not in the intimate sense, and I felt like I could handle that with this drive. It was so natural and fun that I almost forgot what we were facing if we were caught.

He parked at the base of the ruins and we walked up the hill to the massive stone structures. I was overwhelmed by their size and the feeling in the air as Landon explained a bit of the history behind them. El Castillo had been constructed in painful detail around 800 AD, and it was still beautiful in its detail. I took several pictures of it, a few of the entire structure, and several more of the smaller details, feeling Landon’s eyes on me the entire time.

We didn’t go close to it, given the time frame we were working with. We just wandered, talked about all the history of the area, and took pictures. It was one of the most relaxing times of my life, apart from time spent with my adoring aunt.

The difference in this was the deep attraction between Landon and me. It was everywhere around us even though we didn’t touch once out at those ruins. It was more than that, though, too. It was the way he listened to me and respected me, showing me I was the only thing in his world at that moment. It was the way he gave me every moment we had together. It was the way he worshiped me without seeming immature about it, like Brian did.

Brian faded from my mind increasingly as I spent time with Landon. He seemed more like the boy I met in college and less like a man. Landon showed me things I could have never expected in life: intimacy, depth, and an endless supply of ways to take me places I’d never go on my own.

When we were driving away from the ruins hours later, I looked at him as I reached for his hand. I had missed touching him. I thought back to the beach that Jasmine had said she was going to, impressed that Landon had known I would want more. He knew to bring me here and show me the beginnings of this place. It was so thoughtful and, more than that, observant. I kept my plans with Jasmine, enjoying a late meal of seafood and fresh vegetables as we discussed our days and then I returned to my cottage. Landon was inside, working on his laptop, and I smiled as I dropped my key on the counter. “Hey there. I hope you’re not working on vacation.”

“Not anymore,” he said easily as he typed something and made a few motions to end whatever he was doing. He didn’t do it in the way a person who was hiding something would, but why should I care if he had? I was the one hiding something from everybody right now.

“How was dinner?” He asked.

“Yummy. Jasmine went scuba diving today and saw a shark,” I told him, my shock evident in my voice, and he laughed. “I don’t think I want to do that.”

“We’ll see. The sea isn’t as scary as you make it out to be, Lily. It’s quite beautiful, much like you.”

I kissed him as I dropped onto the comfortable plush sofa beside him. “Thank you, but I am not yet convinced of that.”

“We need to see some beaches during this week. You’ll change your mind,” he said before I kissed him again. It deepened as we pressed together, and soon I was in his lap and he shoved his computer aside. He lowered my dress with skillful hands, finding my nipple with his mouth as I balanced on my knees before him, wrapping his arms around my neck. It was intoxicating the way he drew me between his teeth, flicking me with his tongue as I fell apart before him. His hands slipped the dress down my body slowly, and he traced my hips with his fingers before squeezing my ass in his strong hands.

I arched my back, offering him more as he drew me between his teeth again and found my ready clit, hard and waiting. He stroked me as he dragged his teeth over my sensitive skin, making me moan and rock against his hand.

I had craved him the entire time we’d been apart, and now that I was in his embrace again, I knew I wouldn’t want to go back to reality. He moved his lips up to my neck and slide his shorts off so his cock nudged my entrance. “Fuck me, Landon,” I told him as I slipped over him and clutched his shoulders.

He held me tight as he arched his hips up and took me, easily finding our familiar rhythm as we fucked like it was our first time together. It always felt that way, and I knew he was everything I wanted in my life. It was just wrong in so many ways. Yet it was also so right.

We made our way to my bedroom after resting and finishing a movie, where I cracked the window and let the ocean air into the space. I kept the thin curtains closed for privacy, but I needed the sound of the waves as I pulled Landon close to me and kissed his chest. I had just had him inside me, but I wanted him again, and I drew his nipple between my teeth as he groaned my name. “Baby, you’re insatiable.”

“I love you being inside me. Don’t fault me for that,” I told him before I kissed him and ran my hands over his toned chest and shoulders. Landon was perfect, and the idea of us ending when we went back home broke my heart. I kept the kiss going to distract myself. We made love with me on my stomach as he stroked my nipples gently, my legs parted as he moved slowly. It was beautiful, and I inhaled our combined desire as I memorized the sound of the waves as our backdrop.

I came with tears in my eyes, and he stilled and whispered my name softly, making my heart soar and my body cling to him tightly. I was so in love with Landon that it was going to kill me. I wiped my eyes before we faced one another. He pulled me against him and kissed my neck until I fell into an exhausted sleep against his hot skin.



Landon

The week passed quickly with the meetings we had as well as the free time. Lily and I were in bed together every chance we got, mostly in her more private cottage. I caught wind of Marilyn telling some of the other partners that she stopped by my cottage a couple of nights but received no answer, making them ask me who I was fucking this time around. I laughed it off and mentioned a waitress at some bar in town. I said she had a condominium near her job, so I was spending some nights there. I made it out to be very casual so they would drop it, but inside I knew I had to keep everything between Lily and me secret for the time being. I was a bit livid that Marilyn stopped by at all since I hadn’t been responding to her advances. I had figured she was going after some of the other partners. I had to give it to her, Marilyn knew who to hook up with and didn’t seem to bother with any of the men in the firm who weren’t at her level, and I wondered how much that had to do with her position.

I took Lily to a great private beach midweek to show her how welcoming the ocean was. She wore a two-piece purple bikini that concealed more than some with a sheer black cover-up, and I still wanted to rip it off her and fuck her right there.

Every time I was inside her, I wanted her more. I was trying to find a way to tell her my feelings and establish something for when we arrived home, but I kept putting it off.

We walked along the soft sand as three other people sat on towels and took in the view, none of them from our firm, as our coworkers seemed to flock to the more touristy beaches where activities were plentiful. I took the chance to take Lily’s hand and pulled her into the surf as it pooled around our feet. She protested with a throaty giggle but clutched me as she followed slowly. “See how far you can see out there? We can walk all the way until we’re swimming and know everything that is around us.”

The water was warm and welcoming, and Lily smiled softly as she stepped forward hesitantly.

“It is lovely here. I like that we’re nearly alone. I don’t like crowded places, even if it’s a beach.” I looked at her, taking in her natural beauty for a long moment, before I licked my lips.

“I’ll take you to every private place I know of, Lily. I want to show you the world,” I told her as she looked at me through her wide sunglasses. I couldn’t see her eyes, but I felt her grip my hand tighter as she moved farther into the water. I looked at her pale skin, uncovered for this trek, and told my cock to stay down as the water lapped against my knees. This wasn’t the place, even if she did look like the sexiest woman on the planet in her vintage-style bathing suit. She laughed as the waves brushed against her upper thighs and looked back at the shore. I held her hand tightly to keep her by my side.

“Where is your favorite place?” Lily asked as she let herself acclimate to the water for a moment.

“Let me see . . . I’ve been to a lot of places. I would love to take you to France and eat at this great little place near the Eiffel Tower. I love any coast that I’ve ever been to, but I prefer the ones in Northern California to the ones on the East Coast. They’re not like this, not for swimming. They’re for observing and finding your peace. I love the Hamptons for a road trip. I have friends who live in most of these places, and they often line me up with a great place to stay.” I looked at her to see her staring at me with a smile on her face. “What?”

“I have only ever been on the East Coast. I stayed in Philadelphia with Amy after my parents were gone, and then I moved to New York after college. I think a lot of it had to do with a fear of planes initially, but I worked through that. I know history doesn’t always repeat itself and I’ll have to fly to go to the good places, like this. I won’t say I am entirely comfortable with it, but I have ways to cope.” Lily shrugged. “I make do.”