such a fool up to now, taking the safe and expected path. I want to color outside the lines, have adventures and take some chances.”
“And having sex with me does some of those things?”
“It does all of those things. You’re an adventure worth taking a chance on.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Now, are you just going to talk, or are you going to help me color outside the lines?”
“Coloring outside the lines is my middle name, baby.”
Chapter Eleven
“Our plans never turn out as tasty as reality.”
—Ram Dass
Landon couldn’t believe his good luck. Not only did he have sexy, beautiful Amanda naked in his bed, but she was looking for adventure. He loved a good adventure and was happy to oblige, even if a nagging doubt in the back of his mind had him wondering if he was taking advantage of her by indulging this particular request.
“You aren’t going to come back to reality at some point and hate me for this, are you?”
“I could never hate you.”
He thought about Chrissy and Jessica and other women who’d wanted to be the ones to change him, and the doubts intensified. “Yes, you could, and I’d never want that.”
“I don’t want to think about the future or the past or anything other than what’s happening right in this moment.” She ran her hands over his back and down to cup his ass, giving a gentle tug that told him exactly what she wanted from him. “And I like what’s happening in this moment.”
Was it possible she was maybe taking advantage of him rather than the other way around? Yes, it was, but he could live with that. He’d wanted her for weeks, and with her offering herself to him, he wasn’t about to say no. Maybe the fact that she’d had such a scare was causing her to be less cautious than she would’ve been before, but it was also a good reminder to him that he needed to seize the moment right along with her.
He had no way to know if he was starting something lasting with Amanda or serving as her second-chance fling. Did it matter?
Well, yeah, kinda… Other women had used him for sex, and he hadn’t thought a thing of it. If this woman was using him to feed her adrenaline high, that’d be a huge bummer. However, as long as she was living in his house and sleeping in his bed, he had the chance to show her he could be much more than a fling.
Despite his concerns, he kissed her and touched her and lost himself in her.
“Now, Landon,” she said, sounding breathless.
He’d done that to her… He’d made her breathless, and he was going to make her scream—again. As he pushed into her, he focused on one thing—lasting long enough to make it as good for her as it could possibly be. But that wasn’t easy. He’d been wanting her for weeks, and now that it was finally happening, he struggled to maintain control, to keep it from ending too soon.
So he went slow. Giving her a taste before retreating. Rinse and repeat until she was clinging to him and moving with him and so caught up in the heat they created together that it didn’t matter if he lost control during the best sex he’d ever had. As it was happening, he already knew that. And when he reached down to where they were joined to send her over the finish line, he was more than ready to go with her.
He came down on top of her as his heart raced while his body thrummed with satisfaction and pleasure. He’d wondered how his brothers could possibly settle for one woman in their beds for the rest of their lives. If this was what they had with their partners, then it was no wonder why they’d gone all in with the women in their lives. If it was always this way with Amanda, it would be more than enough for him to be happy forever.
But the nagging doubt remained. Did she feel the same way, or was he going to be a passing fling as she sought to fully live out her second chance? He wasn’t sure, and the not knowing would surely drive him mad.
Much later, Landon drove Amanda up a winding hill to Tyler and Charley’s mountaintop retreat.
“This place is incredible,” she said when the big house came into view.
“Tyler is a day trader. He’s loaded, and he built this place before he met Charley,