Consume Me (A Burning Desire Novel) (21 page)

Oh My God!

His words gave me the confidence I needed
for what I was about to do.

I pulled at the knot of my robe, brought
my hands to the hem and let it slide down my skin; very slowly I exposed my
naked heavy breasts, desperately trying to keep eye contact.

"Fuck me."

Landon muttered, letting out a harsh
breath.

The robe fell to the floor and I stood
there in front him, wearing the most beautiful pale pink pieces of fabric I’d
ever did.

Landon strolled slowly out of the water;
his shorts hung by an inch on that mouthwatering V. Burning desire flamed
inside my belly.

He was so freaking hot.

He brought his hand up and grasped my chin.
He tugged it, releasing my bottom lip from the grip of my teeth.

"My god Clea, you are the most
beautiful sight I've ever seen.”

Landon stood on his knees at the end of
the tub. He slid his palms, sending shivers through my body. He rolled down the
first stocking and tracing kisses along my thighs.

Tentatively, I moved my fingers into his
soft strands, and pulled gently at his hair. Landon pushed to his feet and
kissed me passionately eating at my mouth. I responded with the same eagerness
moaning into his mouth. I haven't kissed him since that afternoon in his
apartment, and it felt like an eternity.

He eased me in the soothing water and
settled me between his legs. He wrapped his arm around me, tracing kisses all
over my back. I shivered, relishing the sensation.

With his free arm, he offered me a flute
of sparkling pink liquid.

"What are we celebrating?"

I asked taking the drink.

"You, coming to find me."

Landon smiled against my neck.

"I'll drink to that." I clinked
my glass with his.

I took a sip from the fruity Cristal and
smiled with appreciation. He picked a piece of chocolate dipped blueberries and
fed it to me. I marveled at the taste of it.

"Mmh, this is so good."

I acquiesced and picked another one
bringing it to his mouth; he smiled and sucked my fingers along with it.

"Not as tasty as you."

He prompted.

I pushed into his chest and moaned. I
searched my head for a happier, and a more content moment. I couldn’t find any.

He should have taken me upstairs the
moment I stepped out of that robe.

"It's home-made.”

I turned to him, not understanding what he
was talking about.

 “The chocolate the fruits dipped
in."

He explained.

"It’s my mother's recipe and Alison’s
talent."

He continued.

“Really?”

I didn’t really care about the fruits, but
his voice sounded a little melancholic.

“Yes, it’s fat-free.”

He announced.

“When you have a doctor for a mother; she
takes care of every aspect of your nutrition, but without restricting the
pleasure.”

I smiled tenderly and gulped the last of my
champagne before I’d put it next to the bottle. I turned abruptly and straddled
him. I loved the surprised look on his face and started kissing him with so
much eagerness.

I was quaking like a leaf. I was so ready
for him.

He wanted me too.

Landon languishly pushed his erection
against me. I stifled a moan. I could hardly contain my body from exploding.

Somewhere, inside the deepest, darkest
part of my heart, something awakened. I could feel my blood pressure hitting my
brain stem violently.  I pulled at his hair, moaning loudly and biting his
lips not so gently. I pulled from him; breathless, his hands all over me, his
erection bulging against his shorts and the fabric of my panties.

"Take me upstairs." I spoke
against his mouth.

"Now!"

I
didn't have to ask twice; before I knew it, he was lifting me out of the tub
and inside the house. Anticipation crept all over me.

I was finally going to do it; with none
other than the mysterious man that had filled my brain with incoherent thoughts
and unmistakable desire, from the moment I’d fallen into his arms.

He put me on the bed and stepped out to
the other side. I followed him with my gaze; I was taken by every inch of him,
my body alert to his slightest movement.

Landon was breath-stoppingly beautiful.
His hair fell around his face in a messy steam. His chest was aglow under the
dim lights.

How could I ever be with such a man; he
was from outer space.

He opened the top drawer, and removed a
packet of condoms. He gazed at me intently.

“This is going to be exceptional. I need
you on the pill as soon as possible.”

I nodded shyly.

“Do you bring girls here often?”

I couldn’t help to wonder. The question
just slipped through my broken filter.

“I thought you knew the answer to that
question.”

He asserted dryly.

“I do?”

I prompted.

“Yes Clea, you do.”

My eyes fell from his gaze. Jealousy
stabbed through me.

What a stupid question.

I scolded myself silently.

Landon walked back to my side of the bed
and stood in front of me. His mouth was a hard line.

“This is my safe place Clea, not my
fuck-pad.”

I tried to hide my relief, and failed.

His mouth twitched with amusement.

“Now…”

Landon placed the pack of condoms next to
the pillow, and climbed on the bed.

“Shall we get back to more appealing
activities?”

His voice was sinful. I couldn’t hide my
smile.

“You’re wet.”

I said motioning to his shorts.

“I’m hoping you are too.”

His tone suggested that we didn’t talk
about the same thing. I lost my course of thought watching him. His eyes walked
through every inch of my naked body. I stood only in wet pale pink lacy
panties.

His hand glided all over me.

“You are stunning Clea.”

He murmured softly.

“You have the most exquisite skin. Your
cheeks beautifully pink.”

His hands came up to brush my lips.

“I’ve never been a greedy man Clea; but
your lips do things to me, they’re intoxicating to the point of addiction, and
lusciously soft.”

I flushed. I had no idea how I was still
breathing. I could’ve done anything for him.

Losing
the last of my patience, I push against him and seal my lips with his. We were
both steaming wet; me a little more than him.

Landon pushed me against the soft sheets.
He levered himself over me, deepening our kiss. I was hungry for him. My heart
leaped inside my mouth. 

His palm brushed against my breasts. He
caressed me softly. I moaned into his mouth, feeling my insides clench.

He cut our kiss and slid down to my
nipples. His tongue twirled leisurely, making me lose any control over my body.
I was a trembling, damped mess. He extracted a groan with a hard bite, then
another. Landon moved swiftly from one breast to the other; never leaving a
hungry one.

Soon, I brought my hand to the back of his
head and held it. I pushed my nipple into his mouth, begging for another bite,
it felt so good. He did it again, and again, until I shattered in his arms.

Landon fixed me with blazing gray eyes. I
blinked rapidly unable to maintain his gaze.

“You have no idea what I’m going to do to
you Clea Dane.”

His tone was deliciously dangerous.

I let out a breath.

He could do whatever he wanted with me.

Slowly, he slipped down, positioning
himself on his knees, between my thighs. I was aching for him; I couldn’t press
my legs to calm the spasms.

Landon uttered his lips.

“That bad huh?"

I eyed him, uncertain of what he’d meant.

“Soon, you’ll learn that you won’t be able
to hide anything from me Miss Dane. I can read your eyes and thoughts; I can
assess your body language, your slightest reactions, no matter how small or
insignificant they would be to you. You won’t have any secret to adumbrate.”

A sparkling gleam attested to his
confidence.

I thought it pure insanity and arrogance.
I smothered a snort.

His gaze reminded me of all the times he’d
guessed whatever I was thinking or worrying about, but it couldn’t be recurring.

I had secrets; and I was resigned to hide
them, no matter the cost.

Landon leaned down, and licked his way
down from my navel, to the apex of my thighs. In a beat, he tore at my poor
panties. I blinked in surprise.

He shrugged under my astonished glance and
offered one drop-down-to-hell sinful smile.

“You smell so divine baby; I'll never get
enough of you."

I was going crazy with each passing
second; I needed him to do it. I was completely ready for him.

He drew slow, leisured circles around my
clit.

"Ah." I groaned.

His velvety tongue felt like heaven
against my sensitive skin.

“You’re so wet baby.”

He groaned against me and kept on doing
what I loved most, sliding his tongue at my entrance. It didn’t take long for
me to explode around him forcefully with pleasure.

The feel was just as powerful as it was in
his office. I wanted to close my eyes, but his sight hypnotized me and shook me
even more than my orgasm.

Landon
stood on his knees and leaned to the nightstand.  He removed a foil packet
and paused. He leaned back on me and claimed my mouth. I could taste myself; it
was so unexpected and hot. His lips molded me, possessive and demanding.

He cut the kiss, and hauled me towards
him.

He tore it the condom with his teeth.

I couldn’t watch him. I was taken by a
sudden surge of anxiousness.

Landon grasped my chin and looked into my
eyes.

“I know you’re scared Clea, but I’m doing
this.”

He spoke slowly; his voice was both scary
and reassuring. I couldn’t understand it.

He acquiesced.

“I’m claiming your virginity. It will be
the sealing act to our relationship; because from the moment I’ll bury myself
in you. You will belong to me.”

My heart skipped a beat, or maybe ten. I
couldn’t speak; and frankly, what could I comment on such a domineering and
definite statement. Because it was a statement, not even a suggestion.

I was confused, trying to assess every
word, only scared that I couldn’t really claim him as mine too.

“I’ll be yours too, Clea. Only yours.”

I couldn’t contain the riotous feeling
oozing inside every part of me.

He was going to be mine. He wanted to
claim me. I couldn’t focus on anything else. I wanted him badly; I wanted him
to adduce his promise.

“I have no doubt that this is going to
feel uncomfortable, but since it’s your first time, I want you to be on top of
me.”

I eyed him curiously, suddenly taken by
fear. I didn’t want to; I needed him to do it. How would I know what to do?

“Don’t worry baby, it will be fine. It’s
just less painful for you to do it that way. You’ll choose the rhythm and I’ll
guide you through it; just until the discomfort passes.”

He explained his voice soft and
reassuring.

I heard him, and understood what he’d
meant. Yet, I didn’t agree. I knew it was going to be painful, to a limit. But
no matter how much, I needed him to do it.

I bit at my lip, scrambling through my
brain to assess the situation.

Landon was watching me, scorching gray
eyes ripping through my deepest soul.

“I thought you were claiming me; it won’t
stand the same if I do it.”

Without
taking his eyes off mine, he pushed me on my back and slid between my thighs.

“Take off my shorts.”

I scrambled under his weight, trying to
reach them.

My struggle seemed to amuse him.

Abruptly, I pulled my leg between us, and
pushed at the damned shorts.

My eyes grew wide; realizing once again,
that he was too big.

I couldn’t reach far enough without
gagging the previous night.

Landon rolled the condom on his glorious
length.

“Don’t worry baby, you’ll stretch.”