Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,99

words coming out on a hot breath, his hands braced on either side of my head.

I was pinned beneath him, as my pulse roared again in my ears, as I struggled to find enough breath to satisfy the blood pumping through my veins. My skin was hot and slick with sweat, and the satisfaction I’d felt mere moments before was gone.

Now I just wanted him to slam into me, to bring me to release again. I was on the cusp, panting and twisting beneath him.

And then he slammed into me harder, groaning long and deep, and his dick pulsed inside me, and it’s all I needed.

I moaned, both hands around his back, pulling him against me, wanting him deeper somehow. Wanting our bodies to be one.

The two of us clenched around one another, our ragged breaths one, until we collapsed.

He laid over the top of me, a tangled mess of legs and arms, our skin hot and wet.

We didn’t need to speak, didn’t need to move. We stayed like that, tangled together, until my heart slowed. Until we could breathe again, and the frenzy of our lust and need had cleared.

He slid off me, but only enough so that his weight wasn’t covering me, and his leg could stay over top of mine.

“I told you I missed you,” he said, nuzzling against me and kissing along my neck.

“I missed you too,” I said, grinning.

“Ten minutes,” he said.

“Ten minutes what?” I asked. Had we only fucked for ten minutes? It had felt like a moment and an hour all at once.

“Ten minutes, and I’ll be ready again.”

I closed my eyes and nestled up against him, unable to stop smiling.

This was where I belonged.

With Landon.

I should’ve been tired the next day. Exhausted, really, considering the fact that Landon had kept his word when he said ten minutes and I’ll be ready again.

He should’ve said, Ten minutes, and also three hours, and six hours too. I’d awoken in the middle of the night, a little groggy, to the feeling of his hard cock against the small of my back, his body spooned up against mine, his hand gently kneading my breast as he kissed along the small of my neck.

It took three seconds for my body to roar to life, to feel myself grow wet and ready for him. He’d awoken in the dark aroused, wanted me so badly he’d pushed up against me, woken me so he could take me again.

I’d probably gotten a total of two hours of sleep, yet somehow the adrenalin was carrying me through the day. All I could do was think of climbing back into that giant king bed with him, and tangling up in the sheets.

I wasn’t sure how I’d made it through the day, though coffee had something to do with it. Somehow I was walking out of the labs and into the hot Texas sun. Ben stepped out behind me, his footfalls quickly catching up.

I opened my mouth to speak to him when a black car caught my eye.

“Hey,” Ben said.

“Hi,” I said, eyeballing the car. Knowing that even though I couldn’t see Landon inside, it was only because he was hidden by tinted windows.

And he could see Ben.

Beside me, Ben hesitated, flicking a glance my way. “He’s back?”

He didn’t even have to ask who would drive a car that nice. He just knew. I nodded, realizing I hadn’t exactly filled Ben in on that little detail. He deserved to know, after all the listening he’d done Friday night. After all his kindness and patience as I sorted my life out.

“I’ll explain it all tomorrow, okay?” I said, stepping away from Ben. Landon and I hadn’t talked about him, and the last thing I wanted was for Landon to think Ben might be trying something on me again.

But Ben’s car was parked three stalls over from Landon’s rental, so there was no way to avoid crossing paths. Soon Landon was getting out of his car, walking up to me. To us.

His eyes bored into Ben, and for a long moment I held my breath.

“I think we got off on the wrong foot,” Landon said, and as soon as the words were out, as soon as I heard his apologetic tone, I could breathe again. There was no animosity there, no anger. “Landon,” he said, holding out a hand.

“Ben,” Ben replied, shaking it.

Landon sighed. “It’s been a rough few weeks and I haven’t been at my best.”

“Not a problem,” Ben said. Surprisingly, he sounded like