King:Las Vegas Bad Boys(30)

"Fuck that, Claire." Landon's hands grip my shoulders, steadying me, but  also not allowing me space to retreat-which, right now, is exactly what  I want to do.

"Don't talk like that to me," I tell him, tears pricking my eyes.

"Well, then, don't say shit that isn't true," he says. "I don't know  what happened to make you a victim but, Claire, you have an entire life  to live. You can make any choice you want to. Any day."

"No, you can, Landon. You hold all the cards. I hold ... nothing."

"Then hold onto me. Let me carry you."

"Don't. You don't mean it." I pull in my lips, scared of his eyes,  looking at me like he knows me. Like he knows my deepest fears, my  biggest dreams. Feeling like he sees all of that – and then realizing he  does.

Landon does know me.

"I mean it, Claire. Try and trust me."

I'm fighting something I want.

And maybe Landon is giving me the greatest gift by telling me I can stop. Stop saying no.

"I don't know if I can let you carry me forever. But tonight, yes. Tonight I'll go anywhere you take me."

"Well, fuck, woman-that's better than what you gave me a few weeks ago," he says, a smile spreading across his lips.

I shake my head, not understanding.

"The night of Ace and Emmy's wedding, I asked for a night," Landon  explains. "But you were only willing to offer me an hour. This is a step  in the right direction."

And then he lifts me into his arms, and I hold tight.





Landon


When Claire says that she will give me this night, I know what I must do  beyond all else: make her realize that she can't live without me.  Because God knows I don't know how else I'm going to prove to her that  I'm the sort of man she needs. I know I'm not good enough, know I'm not  much of anything.

That meeting downstairs tore me up in ways I wasn't expecting. I never  think of myself as a man caught up in image ... but all that changed the  moment I realized there is a woman who I want to see me as a strong,  solid man.

And, right now, what do I have to offer her? I have some cash-but no  house, no job, no plans. I'm a floater. But, fuck, I'm ready to be  grounded.

I want to put down roots with her.

And, if I'm being completely honest, I also want to fuck her. Now.

Setting her on the bed, I watch her eyes close. For a moment I'm scared she wants to back out. Wants to pack her bag and leave.

But then her gorgeous green eyes open again, and she invites me into her  heart by giving the slightest nod of her head, saying Yes.

To me.

To this night.

"You are divine." I kiss her neck as she falls back on the bed. My body  covers her and even though I know I'm nothing, nothing she needs ...  she's all I want.

Her legs wrap around my waist effortlessly. As she draws me near, I  smooth her hair away from her face, entranced by the way her stark  platinum-blonde contrasts her still-bright red lips. Lips I have to  kiss.

I press my mouth to hers and she moans softly under me, as if she wants  my kiss, too. This empowers me, and I find myself relaxing against her  body, letting my tongue slip into her warm mouth.

As our bodies press against one another, my hard cock pushes between her legs. I sit up on my knees, pulling her up into my lap.

"You're so hard," she says, her hands on my shoulders, her panties still  on. I want them off; I want to get her off. My cock throbs against her,  and I know she loves it because she begins grinding against me. Her  hips swivel against my groin, and she pulls closer to me as we rock  together.

My hands run over her tits, cupping their perfection, and then pulling a  hard nipple into my mouth. Sucking her skin makes my erection swell,  and I feel the smile cross her lips as our foreheads press against one  another.

"I love it when you touch me," she whispers. I ease her up on her knees  so I can tug down her panties. Once they're off it's clear her perfect  pussy is begging to be kissed. Her panties are sopping wet.

I gently move Claire, so she is laying on her back. The tip of my hard  cock presses against her opening, but she isn't ready for my massive  cock. I need to ease her into it, ease her onto me.

I lower myself so I can work over her soft pussy lips. My mouth quickly  kisses her entrance, as I gently spread her knees further apart so I can  slip my tongue between her thighs, into her.

"Mmhhhhmmm," she moans, squirming. "Baby, I want to suck you off while you lick me," she begs.

I'm not going to turn down her offer, so we switch positions, me on my  back, her on top of me, and I , hold her waist as she straddles me,  facing my cock so she can blow me hard. And her gorgeous ass is right in  my face, giving me access to everything I need.







She leans over on cue, taking hold of my cock in her hands, and as she  is bent over me her tits graze against my chest, getting me even harder.  As she moves, her perfect ass moves up and down, taunting me.

I grab hold of her ass cheeks, pull her onto my face, wanting to suck her and eat her and lick her all night.

She tastes like creamy honey, her skin so soft, and her juice so sweet.  Everything about her demands to be spread and tasted. I use my mouth to  open her pussy lips, my tongue going deeper into her entrance.

Her mouth finds my cock, and she bobs above me as she begins sucking my  hardness, her hands on my balls, on the base of my shaft. She's working  me over so good and fast. My cock throbs as she sucks, and I hold her  waist so her pussy stays right against my mouth.

I blow soft air into her, and I love the immediate reaction her body  offers. Soft juice pours from her all over my mouth, and I flick my  tongue against her clit, hard and fast. As I do, I feel her sucking me  deeper, taking more and more of me in her mouth.

I don't want her to gag, but I do want my come all over her. I want to build up to a massive release.

She groans as I press a finger in her pussy. She drips as I bang her  with one finger, then two. When I press in a third she stops sucking and  rests her forearms on either side of me, as if unable to do anything  but enjoy what I'm giving.

I pound into her until she gushes all over my chest. I keep moving in  and out, the intensity deepening as her body stiffens, as her panting  intensifies, as she comes again and again.

Then she collapses in pleasure, her perfect ass the only thing I see.

She isn't a greedy lover, though; her hands still hold my hard cock, and she regains her breath as she turns around to face me.

"You were hungry," she says, a sexy smile on her face. God I could look at his woman all day.

"You were ready for a release."

"You. Are. Incredible. Like, insane." She straddles me again, this time  looking down at me as she sits on my thighs, my cock still in her hands.

I want her to sit on me so bad-I know I'll only last a few minutes, but at this point I don't care.

"You need to fuck me, Claire." I bite my lip. "Now." My cock is veiny and hard and just so ready to explode.

She doesn't hesitate. She lowers herself onto my cock and raises her  shoulders as she does, inhaling, her stomach flattening as she gently  works herself down on top of me.

"Your cock is so ready," she says, holding my base as she sinks onto me.

"You like it?" I ask.

"I love it."

She begins grinding against me. This time, the moment she starts moving, her moans are more like cries.

"You are so deep in me," she pants. "It feels so good."

"I'm gonna come so fast."

"Wait, I want your seed on me, all over me," she says, her eyes meeting mine in a moment of vulnerability.

"You sure?"

"I just want to be covered by you Landon.... Is that weird?"

"No, it's fucking hot. It's fucking everything."

Before I come, she lifts herself off me, her thighs slick and her eyes glistening with desire.

She takes hold of my cock and begins running her hand up and down it as I  start coming, ropes of my milky release hitting her face, her tits, her  mouth.

She lowers against my cock, as if not wanting to miss a single bead of  come as it shoots from me. She licks her lips, tastes me, and I watch,  mesmerized, as she swallows me.

She presses a finger to the come on her rounded breasts, swipes across the cream, and then sucks it off her finger.

The single motion gets me hard again. I feel her pussy growing wet and  she leans down, taking my cock in her mouth for a second time.

It's as if she can't get enough.

As if all she wants is more.

More of me.

And I may not have a house for her. And I may not have a job. I may not have anything she needs.

But she still makes me feel like a fucking King.





Chapter Twenty-Three





Claire



As we step out of the shower, after washing ourselves off one another-and another round-my phone starts buzzing.

And though I'm not in any hurry to return to anything besides this  sex-cocoon Landon and I have created, I know I need to be a responsible  adult. It could be an emergency. It could be Sophia.

I grab a towel and wrap it around me as I walk into the bedroom.

"Is everything okay?" Landon asks, coming up behind me, not wrapped in  anything. I know this because I feel his perpetually hard cock pressed  against my ass.