Landon's Obsession: An Endless Series: Book 3 (Series 3) (60 page)

     His hands cupped my breasts, squeezing and molding
them. Shifting closer he slid his hard-on between my breasts, leaving a trail
of pre-cum. I gasped at this new act and my mouth watered at how close he came
to my lips. Many girls might not like giving blowjobs but I loved feeling him
in my mouth.  

     His eyes blazed with heat. “Fuck, you want me in your
mouth, don’t you?”

     “Yes.” I confirmed, hands gripping his firm thighs.

     Scooting closer he bent over me, aiming his staff at my
mouth. “Take me, darlin’. Let me feel those amazing lips all over me.”

     Opening I took him as deep as I could in one gulp. He
was hot, hard, and velvety. I hummed in approval.

     “Holy shit!” He grunted, thrusting forward.

     I gagged slightly at the deep intrusion but breathed
through it and hummed again because he liked it.

     “Fuck…fuck…” He gasped and spread his legs further,
pumping into my mouth. I could see he was trying to be careful, hunched over
me, arms tight with restraint, watching me with scorching, narrowed eyes. “You
are so fucking good at this.”

     I hummed again, licking and sucking him powerfully as
he worked himself at his own pace in and out of my mouth. Moving one of my
hands to the inside of his legs I grasped his tight balls and began squeezing
them gently.

     “Shit…you’re going to make me blow too fast.” His
thrusts increased in urgency. Using my other hand I clutched at his butt
wanting more, even though I really couldn’t take more. He was too large for me
to take everything.

     His pants and grunts increased as he swelled even
larger in my mouth. “Shit…shit…” Suddenly he pulled out and moved away. I
whimpered at the loss of him, but then he was squeezing my breasts together and
driving his cock between them. The wetness from my mouth acted as a lube, and
he also had semen leaking from him adding to it.

     He pinched and pulled at my nipples and the sensation
zinged down to my groin and had my hips thrusting upwards. “Yes.” I cried…and that
had him doing it again, and again.

     I think I could have orgasmed with him just pinching my
nipples if given time, but seconds later Landon groaned deeply and ejaculated
all over my breasts and throat, his features taut with pleasurable pain. Watching
him singed me with additional sensations. God, he was sexy!

     When he was done he slumped slightly, breathing
heavily, eyes closed. After a few seconds his eyes cracked open half way. “That
was…unbelievable.” He huffed.  

     I grinned…of course very pleased at the compliment.

     He gaze tracked down to my semen covered chest, and
then he grinned. “That’s an image that will live in my dreams.” I snorted softly
at his smug tone. “Hold there.” He commanded before climbing off me and
striding into the bathroom. A second later he was back with a wet washcloth,
wiping me clean.

     Straightening, a sinful smile curved his lips. “Your
turn now. Close your eyes for me.”

     My stomach flipped. Closing my lids I waited in
quivering expectancy. I heard a soft slide near my right ear that I was almost
positive was my bedside table drawer.

    
Oh my, god, did he just grab my bullet?

     It was difficult to keep my eyes closed after that and
I nearly jumped out of my skin when
he licked one of my nipples.

     My eyes fluttered wanting to open. “I don’t know if I
can keep my eyes closed.”

     His lips moved to my other breast sucking and rolling
the nipple in his mouth. “I guess I might need to do something about that
then.” He purred.

     He shifted off me and I heard him moving around the
room. Then I felt a soft cloth against my eyes. My hands flew up. “What…?”

     “It’s just one of your scarves.” After tying it he
kissed me hard. “This brings back memories.”

     I’d been thinking the same thing and it sent more
warmth through me. “Very nice memories.” I whispered.

     His lips whispered down my neck raising goose bumps
everywhere. “Awesome…hot…crazy…memories.” He pushed my breasts together licking
both nipples. After an agonizingly long time he made his way further down my
body, kissing around my belly and navel.

     And then his breath breezed across my wet center making
me start and tremble.

     “You’re dripping for me, darlin’.”

     I shuddered at his dark, hungry tone. “Landon, you’re
kill…Auhhh.” I whimpered as his mouth latched onto the skin of my inner thigh,
and his finger brushed my folds.

     “Is this what you want, Maya?” My skin left his mouth
with a ‘pop’.

     Before I could answer with a ‘
close enough’
something touched my clit and a buzzing filled my body and the room. I
stiffened in shock and excruciating pleasure.

     “Landon!” I gasped.

     “I thought you would like this.” He chuckled huskily.
“As soon as I saw this thing I imagined all the ways I could use it on you.” He
slid the toy down and inside me sending my body on high alert. And then he
upped it by latching his mouth onto my clit and tonguing me aggressively.

     “Auhhh…Goooood.” I sobbed, fisting the bedding. My body
tautened further as the device and Landon’s mouth worked together sending me to
a place I’d never been before. “Oh god….oh god…Landon…please…” I was trying to
tell him to stop…or maybe keep going…I wasn’t certain which one I wanted.

     And then I exploded unexpectedly, and it was off the charts
agony and bliss. All I could do was shudder uncontrollably and cry.

     “Fuck, you are incredible.” He gave one last lick to my
way too sensitized clit and pulled the device from my convulsing core. The next
moment the scarf was gone and his face was there in front of me his cock sliding
inside me. I keened softly at what felt like a massive intrusion, my inner
muscles swollen and sensitive from that powerful orgasm. “Shit, you’re still
pulsing, and so fucking tight.” He groaned.

     Through dazed eyes I looked up at his rigid face as he
shifted slightly, and then the buzzing started again on my clit. Landon had
compressed it between our bodies. I gasped and grabbed hold of his shoulders in
slight alarm…I don’t know if I could do that a second time.

     Excitement narrowed Landon’s eyes. “Son of a bitch.” He
rocked into me, hard. “This thing is my favorite new toy.” He rocked again,
capturing my mouth for a long devouring kiss that went on and on and on.

     Hands fastened onto my butt making sure we stayed
meshed together as he continued to rock, and circle, and grind. The blissful
torture of before returned with a vengeance. It was too much…but I couldn’t let
it go. I clutched at his shoulders, match his kiss, and cried true tears at how
amazing it felt.

     Landon’s mouth tore from mine and his head hit the
pillow as his hips slammed into mine. “Holy shit…fuck…” He gasped and drove
into me holding himself deep.

     His semen splashing my insides seemed to be a trigger
and I was hit by an orgasm worse…better…then the last one. How could something
that seemed so painful feel so good? My nails dig into his skin and I stuffed
my face in the crook of his neck gasping and sobbing as ecstasy consumed me.

     We trembled, hanging onto each other as it subsided.
Landon dragged the bullet out from between us and I gave one last quake at
having it finally gone. My arms fell from his shoulders in exhaustion. I didn’t
want to move or think. He could lie on me, squashing me, for the rest of the
night and I’d be fine with it.

     “I hoped you liked that because that’s become my
favorite…so far.” He mumbled into the pillow.

     All I could expel was a tiny huff of stunned amusement.

     Eventually, he rolled us so that I was laying half on
top of him, my head on his chest. With his foot he dragged the blanket up and
over us. I found the energy to lazily trace the tattoo on his chest.

     “If I ever get brave enough, I want you to draw a
tattoo just for me.”

     The fingers stroking my side froze momentarily before
resuming. “I’m torn about that idea; on one hand your unblemished skin is gorgeous
just the way it is, on the other hand seeing something of mine on your body
would be hot as hell.”

     No way not to smile at that. “You know I’m not going to
have you draw ‘Property of Landon’ on me, right?”

     His chest shook faintly under me as he huffed in
laughter. “If it’s my drawing I’ve got to put my initials on it at least. Just
a small LP.”

     I frowned. “Wouldn’t it be LM?”

     “Nope. Definitely LP.” He chuckled softly again.

     Suddenly I got it and rolled my eyes, grinning at the
same time. ‘
Landon’s Property’
.

Chapter Seventeen

LANDON

     “She’s a beautiful little girl, Landon.”

     I nodded my head at my father’s words. We had been
sitting on the couch in Maya’s living room for the past ten minutes watching
Nola play. 

     “She’s so little. I’m used to boys, and you and Kris
were fat babies.” Father’s rapt gaze was glued to Nola so he didn’t see me
stiffen up at Kris’s name.

     “Does mother know you’re here?” I asked changing the
subject.

     “No.” He sighed. “She’s not dealing well with all of
this.”

     The strain on his face said he wasn’t doing much
better. “Dad, you aren’t looking like this has been any easier on you.”

     The side of his mouth quirked and he slid a raised brow
my way. “Is that your way of telling me I look like…something on the bottom of
a shoe?”

     He was adjusting his language for Nola’s sake. “You
look tired, stressed.” I stated worriedly.

     “It’s the start of a new year. That time is always stressful.”
He countered.

     We were near the end of February so he should be
relaxing at this point. He was worrying about more than beginning year
quarterlies.

     “You should think about taking some time off. I don’t
need you keeling over because then I might have to take over.” I joked with
forced amusement, but my disquiet was real. I didn’t want anything happening to
my dad.

     His lips quirked again, but then slid away promptly. “Your
brother’s on his way home.”

     His words froze everything in me. I was finally going
to get some answers…and then I was going to beat the living shit out of him.
“Is he coming home on his own, or did your guy finally find him?”  

     “My guy.” He answered, eyes assessing.

     “Where was he?” My gaze landed on Nola.

     “In a villa of some friend’s parents.”

     “When is he expected back?” My chest tightened. All
this time I’d wanted to find my brother so I could kick his ass, but now dread
filled me. Coming back to the States would bring him closer to Nola. Maya
wasn’t going to like it, and now for the first time, I didn’t like it either. Nola
was my daughter and I didn’t want Kris anywhere near her.

     “Friday night.” Dad confirmed.

     “Does he know about Nola?” I really tried keeping my
voice level but it still came out threatening.

     “I don’t think so.” He frowned. “Why would it matter?”

     “It doesn’t. I just don’t want him anywhere near her or
Maya.”

     He gave me a brooding frown. “Why would he go near
her?”

     The last thing I wanted to do was voice my next words.
“You know why. What he did to Maya; it lines up with Nola’s birth. He might
think to cause problems, and I won’t let him dad. If he tries to go anywhere
near Maya, or Nola, I will kill him.”

     His face pinched in distress. “Landon. Please don’t say
things like that.”

     Suppressing my anger was difficult when I still wanted
to rage about what Kris had done to Maya. “I’m not playing, dad. If I have to I
will take extreme measures to make certain he doesn’t get anywhere near either
of them. You may not have accepted what he did but I have no doubts. I consider
Kris a threat, and I will do anything to protect the two people I love most in
this world.”

     He stared at me wide-eyed. “Can I ask what your future
plans are concerning Maya?”

     I locked eyes with his. “Just that she will be in it,
any way I can I have her.”

     He gazed at me silently.

     “I want to be there when Kris is brought home.” I
stated decisively.

     “I don’t think…”

     I interrupted. “Dad…I need to be there.”

     “So you can beat the crap out of him.” He scowled.

     Yeah, I can see why he wouldn’t want me there. But
there was no way I wasn’t going to be there. “I could tell you that I will
control myself, but we both know that’s lie. I have questions, and he deserves
whatever I do to him…” I could see my angry words weren’t convincing him. “Dad,
I wouldn’t really kill him.” I offered, but my fists would meet several parts
of his body.

     He gazed at me with sad eyes. “This has been difficult
for all of us, Landon. Beating your brother up in front of me and your mother
isn’t going to help the situation.”

     I sighed. None of what was happening was my parents
fault,
and
this was taking a toll on them just as it was me. I didn’t
want to add to it. Especially since I had my fathers fatigued appearance
sitting right in front of me. 

     “I won’t touch him.” I gritted out. Fuck that was hard
to say. I nearly added ‘
I promise
’, but I wasn’t able to force that part
out. I couldn’t. “I need to be there, dad. Don’t keep him from me.” I pressed.  

     He sat silently, gazing at Nola with a brooding frown.
After several moments he faced me with weary resignation. “Okay. I’m trusting
that you will restrain yourself around him. Your mother would not be able to
handle you two going at each other. You’ve only seen her for five minutes in
the last few weeks, but I tell you, she’s extremely overwrought, and an all out
physical confrontation is not going to help any of us.”