only take a few inches of her hand sliding down my side to reach my pants, then a few inches to the left and she’d be dangerously close to my hard-as-nails dick.
We continue to watch, until the sun sets. When the ending credits roll, she stands and turns to me. “I’ll be right back.”
Nodding my head once, I watch her disappear into her bedroom, no doubt checking on Holden. She returns a few moments later, her cheeks bright pink. I watch her make her way toward me, then without a word, she slowly lowers to her knees at my feet.
“Tennessee?” I ask.
She shakes her head once. “The door’s locked. I have the key,” she rasps.
Her hands lift and she starts to fumble with my belt. “You don’t…”
She clears her throat, her big green eyes finding mine from beneath her lashes. “Just let me, Landry.”
Nodding my head once, I let her. She unbuckles my belt, unbuttons my top button, then slowly slides my zipper down. Lifting my hips, she tugs my jeans and boxer briefs down to my knees. Her hands grip my thighs, then they slowly glide up my legs until she reaches my hips.
I open my mouth to tell her that she doesn’t have to do this. That’s not why I took her in my penthouse, that’s not why I came over here and helped today. But when she sticks her tongue out, flattening it before she licks the entire length of my shaft, the words get caught in my throat.
Her lips wrap around the head of my cock as she continues to look up at me through her lashes, then she begins to move down my dick. She moves up and down a few times, saliva sliding down my shaft before she lifts her hand and begins to stroke as she sucks me.
I groan, lifting my hips as she sucks me deep. Each stroke, she swallows more of me, her gaze never leaving mine. Lifting my hand, I cup the side of her cheek before I slide my fingers through the side of her hair, gathering it at the base of her head, then grip the strands.
She hums and I feel that shit vibrate throughout my entire body. “Tennessee,” I groan.
Her response is to hum again and I swear to fuck my balls draw up. I’m close, so fucking close. I grip her hair tighter, my hips shifting upward with each of her downstrokes. She starts to work me faster, sucking harder, and I tug her head back as I draw closer toward my climax.
She hums again and my eyes widen as I let out a moan and I come. She doesn’t stop, her movements slow down as she milks me, swallowing every fucking drop, her green eyes still on mine.
When my cock finally stops twitching, she sits back on her feet and I watch as she wipes the saliva and cum from her mouth with her finger before she sticks that finger between her lips and sucks it off.
“Fuck,” I grunt.
She smiles softly. Reaching down, I hitch my jeans back up my hips before I slide my hands beneath her armpits and pull her to her feet, then guide her over to me. She sits down on my thigh, wrapping her arms around my neck.
Lifting my hand, I use the pad of my thumb to trace her plump and swollen bottom lip. “You didn’t. Nobody has ever…”
She leans down. “I’ve never swallowed before either, but I wanted to.”
Cupping the back of her head, I pull her head down closer to mine. Touching my mouth to hers, I slide my tongue along her bottom lip. She opens for me, freely. Sliding my tongue inside of her, I taste her, all of her. She sighs, her body relaxing as she falls closer to me.
Breaking the kiss, I nibble her bottom lip. She rests her forehead against mine and we both breathe.
“You’re getting a bigger place,” I announce.
She jerks her head up, looking down at me, a mixture of shock and anger clearly on her face. “What?” she hisses.
My lips curve up into a small smile. “In this building, there is probably a two-bedroom. I’ll make up the difference. But we can’t share a bed with Holden in the same room. And you can’t stay the night at the penthouse every night, or my new place.”
“Landry,” she whispers. “I can’t. There’s no way.”
“Why?”
She presses her lips together, watching me for a moment. “I want to stay here.”