Page 32 of Unofficial

He has been counting. "It's been sixty days since the day we met."

Eyes wide, he stares at her. "That was the start of the timer?"

"Do you want to wait another two weeks?"

His hands reach down, grab her ass by taking one cheek in each hand, and lifting her up so she's forced to wrap her legs around his waist. "Hell no."

Jess feels his desire grow beneath her, and she pants. "I figured we could have dessert later."

"There's only one type of dessert I want tonight, Jess."

The heat of his breath on her ear as he grinds his hips against her sex makes her shiver. Swallowing, she runs her fingers through his hair at the base of his neck. "My bedroom's upstairs."

Her phone rings in her purse, and he pauses, looking at her with such desire it takes her breath away. He waits for her to tell him what she wants him to do.

"Ignore it," she pants.

Landry doesn’t miss a beat, and he has her lying on her back on her bed before she knows it. How the hell he carried her upstairs so swiftly, she'll never know, but the moment his lips touch her neck, she doesn't care. She needs him, and she needs him now.

His hands slide behind her and unzip the dress she’s wearing. The one she picked out to make sure they had quick access to everything when dinner ended. Slipping out of it, she lies on the bed in a white see-through bra and panty set, and he groans as he looks down at her.

"You're so beautiful," he growls, his voice deeper than normal, and he pulls his shirt over his head. His eyes continue to stare down at her as though memorizing every inch of her, and he says again, "So damn beautiful."

Her need has her panties soaked, and every inch of her skin prickles. "Touch me, Landry," she pants. "Please, I need you to touch me."

His hands reach down and slowly slide up her leg until he finds the apex of her thighs. The moment his thumb brushes over her swollen clit, she jumps. Smiling, he bites his bottom lip and rubs in a circular motion over her panties.

"Oh, God," she says and arches her back.

"I've been dying to know if you taste as good as you look."

His body shifts and moves down her body. Pulling her panties to the side, Landry laps at her with his tongue, forcing her to close her eyes as pleasure fills her. Her hands reach down to tug at his hair, and he swirls his tongue around her before licking from her opening back up to her clit.

"Damn, baby," he moans before sucking her clit into his mouth and slipping two fingers inside her.

He continues moaning, and it takes only seconds to push her over the edge. Her hips buck against his mouth as she rides her wave of pleasure. "Oh, thank you, God," she pants.

His lips kiss along her thigh while his fingers pull her panties down after him. "As much as I love these, they will be in the way for what I have planned."

Before she knows it, Jess lies completely naked while he stares at her like a hungry wolf, his hands quickly shedding the rest of his clothes. Everything in her screams, and she reaches for him, needing him. All of him.

His erection presses against his belly, and Jess moves to kneel before him. "It's my turn to taste you."

"You can do whatever you want, Jess," he moans as she takes his head into her mouth and gently sucks. "Oh, yeah, that feels good."

Taking him deeper, she gags as he hits the back of her throat, and she feels him shudder. Having control over his pleasure like this sets her ablaze, but he quickly changes that by thrusting into her mouth instead of letting her slide along his length at her pace. The moment he does this, she falls out of the moment.

In general, Jess likes to be submissive in bed. Except for when she's on her knees. Having a man completely at her mercy gives her a sense of control she's never had anywhere else in her life, and Landry took that away from her.

Kade never screwed your mouth like this.

His body stills, and she gags as he rests at the back of her throat before pulling away from her.

"Sorry, baby," he says and reaches for his jeans to grab a foil packet.

Either he's overly prepared, or he planned on her giving in before the sixty-day marker. It doesn't really matter as he gently guides her to her feet and lays her on the bed.

"What do you want to do?" Jess asks, a coy smile on her face.

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