“I can’t believe it. I mean, I knew you and Damon were worthy of it. I just . . .” Every word falls short of what I’m trying to express. Before I even met Landon on the set of FOX25, food has been his passion. He’s dedicated his life to it, and now he’s getting the recognition he deserves. He’s incredibly talented, and he and Damon, the executive chef, are a force to be reckoned with. The time away from me and the girls was never in vain, it was always for this.
He kisses me, lips upon mine, and I can taste his mirth as it fills my mouth. Warmth spreads through my chest, and with my arms wrapped around his waist, I soften into his firm grip on me as we both revel in this monumental achievement.
Our kiss grows more intimate, his hands roam down to my ass, and my vision blurs.
“I only have a short while until I have to get back to the restaurant,” his lips mumble over mine.
Taking advantage of this rare moment of sexual spontaneity between us, my fingers work fast to unbutton his shirt. Still reeling from the four orgasms I just had, I don’t even dare to hesitate with Landon as I temper the swelling of guilt.
We stumble into the bedroom while peeling off each other’s clothing, and when we edge up to the bed, Landon reaches down and pulls back the comforter to reveal the mess of sheets beneath right before we fall down onto the mattress.
Landon props up on his arms with a sly smile. “What were you doing in this bed to tear it all up?”
I can feel my heart in my throat and I wonder if he can see right through me. Suddenly, this game with Alec is no longer a game. The truth slaps me across the face, leaving a ridiculing sting as its reminder that what I did with Alec was not as innocent as I’ve been leading myself to believe.
“Were you touching yourself?”
I give him a coquettish nod, and it clearly delights him, so I feed him more to cover my disgrace, telling him, “I’ve been missing you.”
“What did you think about?”
“The time we made love in the back seat of your car.” My lie comes much too easily.
He leans down to kiss my neck, and after a deep inhale, says, “I can smell your cum on the sheets. You have no idea how much that turns me on.”
What have I done?
He takes my nipple into his mouth and slides his tongue over the tight flesh before sucking it. Rolling him onto his back, I attempt to rid myself of the shame as I throw my entire body into making love with him. As if the harder I fuck him, the more it erases what I’ve just done.
Closing my eyes, I bring his hands up to my breasts and encourage him to touch me as I moan loudly. I rock my hips into him, thrusting his cock deeper inside me and then I reach down with my hand to massage my clit.
“Damn, Tori,” Landon breathes, and when I look down at him, he’s watching me play with myself. I feel him thicken inside me, and he takes my hips in his hands and maneuvers me up and down over him at the same time he drives himself into me.
Stroking my clit faster, Landon’s voice amplifies as he inches closer. I don’t stop touching myself as I lean over so he can nip and suck on my nipples. I bounce my ass up and down until he loses control and bucks into me, filling me with his cum, groaning out his orgasm as I grind myself on top of him, cumming yet again.
My body falls, draping over his, and Landon bands his arms tightly around me. We remain like this for a while, with no words spoken, until he softens inside me. I roll off of him, feeling the ache between my legs, and I know I need to end this little stint with Alec before it goes any further.
“You’re amazing, you know that?”
“Only because of you,” I tell him.
We lie in bed for a little while longer, touching and kissing before he has to get back to work.
“I’ll be home in time to have dinner with you and the girls tonight,” he tells me as I walk him to the door.