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Authors: R. F. Allie

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Chapter
XXIV

Without
a word; Landon lifted me in his arms and strode up the stairs. I wrapped my
arms around him and buried my face in his neck.

The way he looked at me when he put me onto
the bed awakened the most surreal riot of emotions inside my heart. He
straightened me, pulled the shirt over my head, and then turned at my boxers.

“I’m going to take those.”

I said with a thread of mischievousness in
my voice.

He just smiled at me and nodded then took
of the one he was wearing. He pushed them off as if they were the last of
self-control he possessed and pushed me against the pillow.

His lips were on mine; demanding and
acquisitive. The feeling was a discovery; something was different. He moved his
mouth to my collarbone and licked it, and nuzzled between my naked breasts
making my head go wild with anticipation.

I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to do
that thing I loved; his eyes were just too gentle, too synchronized with our moment
to do it, and I was okay.

He just cupped one breast kneading it
while he sucked the other ever so gently. It was electrifying.

I moaned lightly then licked my lips
watching him move down slowly; I was a trembling shell of need and wanton. As
he moved in his tortuous and torturous pace, my mind twirled remembering the
sight of him singing to me. The words echoed through my mind. I loved the song;
it was by
Edwin McCain
. But right then, and after I’d heard it
from Landon, I knew that I was never going to hear that song again without
being filled with pure love and desire for him alone.

When his mouth came over my clit; my jaw
went slack. He somehow renewed the feel of his touch on me, everything about
the way he moved me felt different; not in a bad way, just in a very unusual
manner. He wasn’t possessive; he was willing. He wasn’t claiming me; he was
giving himself to me. I couldn’t understand it; that’s how I felt.

I pushed my fingers inside his silky hair
and pulled it gently, feeling the pressure grow in my groin. His mouth twirled
and twirled and twirled, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of pure
ecstasy.

My insides clenched and he pushed two
fingers inside me just in time for me to explode around him.

Landon pushed himself up slowly, took a condom
out of the foil packet, and positioned himself at my entrance.

He rolled the condom over his glorious
cock; his tendering gaze never left mine. I couldn’t help feel that he was a little
far away from our moment for a second; it was troublesome. He pushed inside me
and sealed our lips together. I felt my eyes hit the back of my head making my
body stiffened. It wasn’t hard; the usual slamming I was used to, but it was
demanding, as if he couldn’t reach deep enough. I could barely render his
kisses, my mind focused on the unique pleasure my body was getting at that
moment.

His rhythm was slow and guided; his kisses
followed the same pace as if his whole body was synchronized. He pulled my hand
from his back and stilled it next to my head, and then removed the one
caressing his hair in the same fashion. He covered both of them with his own.
His entire crushed over me; I welcomed the feeling. His thrusts were eager and
controlled; he hit every nerve inside me like a jolt of electricity.

Abruptly, he rolled us on the bed, he was
still buried inside me but I was on top of him. He flexed my hip to his left
and moved under me; he was still in control.

With each push; he eyes opened and closed
simultaneously and I was brought closer to another mind-shattering climax. I
couldn’t look away; his gaze alone made the pressure inside me grow. It was the
most delicious feeling, slow, smooth, steady, and intimate.

He was making love to me; he was telling
me.

That was when I’d realized what was
different.

Landon loved me. He was telling me.

With that epiphany, I was ready to go over
the precipice. My toes curled giving a signal to the rest of my body to let the
most delightful orgasm wash over me.

I called his name between harsh breaths;
looking for some reassurance that our connection was still there, still
growing.

“Landon.”

“I’m right here baby, only for you.”

The sincerity in his rasped voice
reverberated through me; he repeated the same words I’d claimed him with.

With another thrust, my climax possessed
me. My vision went obscure, flashes of light glinted in the back of my head as
a decadent tremor wracked my body. He came with his low almost silent grunts
against the skin of my collarbone; he puffed my name in one last ragged breath.

I didn’t want to move from atop of him.

I scooped my hand on his chest and tipped
my chin over it gazing upon his beautiful features under the rising sun of
Manhattan.

They were shut close, even though he’d retrieved
a normal slow breathing. I feared that despite what he’d just invoked in
silence; he still needed me to say the words I wasn’t ready to admit to him.

When he
opened his eyes again, the gray in them struck my core and made my heart lurch.
I could see it still; he didn’t need to speak the words. I’d never seen them
more fierce and truthful.

I didn’t know much about lots of things,
but the way his eyes spoke to me; it was a confirmation of what he just did to
me and what I’d felt.

He made love to me without any restraints,
without any games, he didn’t need the words anymore, he made me hot with his
touch and he made my heart pound forcefully.

Only for you…

My chest expanded on a deep breath and I
shut my eyes close exhaling my relief as I was struck by the realization.

It took every fiber of my being to contain
the frenzied swell of emotions that raged inside me.

I loved him dearly. I could never confuse
what I felt towards him for lust. It was a candid feeling that wrapped my heart
and exposed it.

It exposed the fire I had in me, a burning
desire that consumed every part of my weakened soul.

I needed him and I feared the mere idea of
losing him.

God, how I it scared
me…

The End

Follow the
story of Landon and Clea

In the sequel
of

The Burning
Desire series:

Ignite

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