Sinner(136)

“We- we shouldn’t,” I gasp quietly, pulling back. It’s a pathetic protest, meant mostly for myself. But my body ignores the warning as much as he does as he pulls me back against his lips, kissing me fiercely.

“Terrible idea,” he murmurs, his hand sliding around my waist and pulling me tight to him.

I moan as I slide my hands between us and grab at his belt. His hand slips under the t-shirt I’m wearing, finding bare skin and tracing over it with his fingers. His second hand joins the first, and I gasp as he starts to pull the cotton shirt up. I raise my arms, letting him tug it off of me before kissing him hotly. His hands move back to my bare back, teasing over my skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake as he traces over the lace edge of my bra.

“I like your outfit”, he murmurs with a grin, pulling back and letting his fierce eyes sweep over me standing there in sweatpants and the sexy black lace bra.

“Oh, yeah, sweats are always real sexy.”

“Maybe we better take them off then,” he growls into my lips. I nod eagerly, my hands sliding up into his hair and yanking him hard against my mouth.

His hands slip around the front of me, making me shiver as they tease over my belly. They push at the elastic waist of the sweats, pushing them down over my hips as his hands delve between my legs.

I whimper.

I’m so wet for him - so wet that I’m soaking through my panties, and I know he can feel it as he growls into my lips.

The sweats drop to my ankles, and I’m stepping out of them and gasping as Landon’s hands move to my waist. He effortlessly picks me up and slips me up onto the counter, spreading my leg wide as he moves between them. My chest is rising and falling as I pant, pulling at his shirt as I feel his body mold against mine.

His mouth drops to my jaw, and then to my neck - kissing, sucking, biting, demanding. I gasp as he moves lower, lips moving over the tops of my breasts as his fingers find the edge of my panties and start to pull.

I gasp again and he moves back up to my lips. “Can you be quiet,” he growls. I gasp as his fingers push my panties to the side, feeling one thick digit drag over my opening.

“Yes,” I practically whimper.

“Very quiet,” he growls again.

I nod quickly, my eyes closing as his thumb brushes against my clit.

“Yes!” I husk out as he sears another bruising kiss against my mouth.

His hands pull at my panties, and I’m raising my ass as he slips them off and down my legs before dropping to his knees between my legs.

Strong hands push my legs wide, and I moan as quietly as I can when I feel his breath hot against my thigh. His tongue drags over my slit, and I literally bring a hand up to my mouth to muffle the sound. I groan and bite my hand, throwing my head back as I feel his wicked tongue push deep inside before dragging up through my folds. His lips fasten over my clit, his tongue swirling over it as my legs shake and my teeth dig sharply into my palm.

I reach behind me and unclasp my bra, letting it drop onto the counter next to me as my breath pants jagged in my throat. My hands slide to my breasts, fingers finding my hard nipples and sending electric shocks through my body as I roll them under my thumbs.

Landon’s tongue moves faster and faster, delving down against my opening and lapping deeply as he growls hungrily into me. He moves back to my clit, sucking it gently between his lips as he flicks it again and again with his tongue.

My moans are coming faster, and louder, but there’s no way to stop it. Landon’s tongue curls around my clit again, and I cry out momentarily before snapping my mouth shut and whimpering into my clenched lips. Landon growls again, his hand sliding up my belly, fingers moving over my breasts and my nipples before pushing higher. He pushes my hand away from my mouth and covers it with his own, making my pulse spike and my pussy flood his tongue with wetness.

He clamps his hand over my mouth as his tongue works faster and faster, and it’s so fucking hot that I start to feel myself fall apart. I moan as I open my lips and suck one of his fingers inside as I start to shatter, and my climax slams into me with no warning. My hips arch off the counter against his wicked mouth as I bite down hard on his fingers. His tongue is ceaseless, swirling over me again and again and pushing me right over that edge until I’m gasping and pulling him away from me.

He stands and moves between my legs, his lips fastening on my neck.

“Sorry about your hand,” I groan as his hands scoop me up against him, my legs fastening around his hips.

“I didn’t need that finger anyways,” he growls as he carries me through the large house. He kicks open a door and strides through, his hands grabbing my ass as his lips move up to my jaw, making me moan. He throws me down onto his bed before he starts to peel his shirt off.