Fall With Me (Sugarland Creek, #3) (82)
“We got a deal, Little Devil?” Smirking at her old nickname, I shove my hand closer.
Laughing and crying, she nods and slides her hand into mine.
Pulling her toward me, I crash our mouths together and slide my tongue between her soft lips.
“In case you haven't figured this out by now…” I whisper against her mouth. “I'm hopelessly in love with you.”
“It's about damn time. Only took you four years,” she deadpans.
“Sorry about that. I had to make sure I wasn't falling alone.”
“You won't ever again, I promise.”
I kiss the tip of her nose and smile.
“I love you,” she whispers with tears in her eyes. “Thank you for waiting for me.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
ELLIE
“This ring is ridiculous…” I scowl, holding up my left hand with the massive three-carat diamond now weighing it down. “I can't wear this while riding. It'll probably fly off and get lost or I'll scratch it on a barrel.”
Landen walks up naked behind me, brushes my hair to one side, and then feathers kisses along my exposed neck. “The only thing you'll be ridin' tonight is me and you will keep that on your finger while doing so.”
“Or what, Major Ego?”
His heated stare finds mine in the full-length mirror reflection as his hand slips between my thighs. When he slides his tongue along my skin, it sends chills down my spine.
“Or I won't think twice about using that ring as a butt plug.”
My gaze snaps up to his. I've never used one of those before. Is that even possible?
No, he's messing with me.
“I'm not bluffin' either…”
Goddamn him.
“You're so freakin' bossy…” I say, and then moan when his finger circles over my clit. My head settles back against his chest. “Fuck, that feels good.”
“I love watchin' you like this…” he breathes softly in my ear. “So goddamn sexy when I get to see you from every angle.”
“I'm glad you enjoy it…because it's every woman's nightmare.”
“You're every man's fantasy, baby. Don't you dare think anything less about yourself.”
“Mm-hmm,” I hum, losing myself to the sensations overcoming my body.
“Say it,” he demands, moving his other hand to my breast and then rolls my nipple. “Tell me how sexy you are on display like this for me.”
Ignoring him, I focus on the pleasure building between my legs. As my breathing increases, so do his movements. He slides two digits between my folds, and I gasp at how tight it feels when he thrusts them inside.
“I don't hear you, Ellie…tell me how beautiful you are with my fingers in your cunt.”
“So damn good.” I loop my arm behind my head and wrap it around his neck, pulling him closer. “So sexy with you finger-fucking my pussy.”
He growls, twisting his wrist, and then driving deeper. “That's not what I asked you to say, but fucking hell, that was hot.”
His erection presses into my back, and I push against him. After two weeks of being edged nonstop by him wanting to wait until I was medically cleared from all brain injury symptoms because he planned to—in his words—“throw me around like a rag doll”—and didn't want to risk causing more harm.
It's safe to say I'm ready for him to do just that.
“Landen, please…enough with the torture.”
“Come on my hand first and then you can have my cock, baby.” He sucks my neck harder, and I know by tomorrow morning, it'll be covered in his marks. “Keep your eyes on me through the mirror. Don't close 'em.”
I do my best to keep them open but it's hard when his fingers are so damn talented. Long, thick, and callused—they fill me so full.
“Yes, I'm so close. Please don't stop…” I beg, breathing hard and shallow.
“Fuckin' hell, look at you. So gorgeous and aroused. Perfection.”
His words are a soft melody praising me in ways I've never heard before. I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel a little uncomfortable at first, but when he looks at me like I'm the only person in the world, it's impossible not to believe him.
“So perfect for you,” I tell him, the pleasure building between my thighs, nearly ready to explode.
“Mm, that's right, sweetheart. And I'm gonna devour you. Eat that pussy until you're shaking and then hold you down until I'm properly done with you.”
And that does it. One final brush over my clit and the tight invasion inside me sends me spiraling into a wave of inaudible moans. He tightens his hold on me as my legs threaten to give out.
“Hold on…” He throws me over his shoulder so my head nearly smacks into his bare ass.
“Landen!” I scold, hanging onto his thighs for support. “I don't need a second concussion!”
Laughter vibrates through his body as he carries me to the bed and then tosses me onto the mattress. My arms flail as I try to steady myself.
“Oh my God,” I breathe out.
He looms above me, caging his hands on each side of me.