Page 51 of Landon

She wrinkled her nose. “Probably a good choice. She might not have cleaned their cooties from the room.”

He chuckled just before his hands cupped her face, and his fingers danced along the edge of her hairline. She closed her eyes as the slight pressure massaged her temples.

“I finally got you to eat. Would you like a shower?”

Her eyes opened as a smile played about her lips. “Is that your polite way of saying I stink?”

He barked out laughter and shook his head. “You made sure the kids had a chance to get clean and relaxed, but neither of us has done that. I just thought maybe you'd like to take a shower.”

“Thank you.” She nodded. “Since you haven't showered either, would you like to share?”

“Well, it would save on water, wouldn't it?”

“Oh, absolutely,” she said, still nodding. “I'm all about conservation.”

“Me too. Whatever I can do to save the planet.”

Unable to contain her laughter, she dropped her forehead to his chest and giggled, feeling her shoulders shake with the mirth. It felt good to have that release of pent-up emotions.

When she lifted her head, he slowly dragged his fingers down her arms and then, linking hands with her, guided her into the bathroom.

She looked around, and her eyes widened. “Oh wow. This is bigger than I thought it would be.”

The bathroom was well appointed, with a single sink but a wide granite countertop. The toilet was hidden in a small closet, and the shower was huge. “For a guest room, this is really nice. But then the whole resort is impressive.”

When she turned her head back to stare at Landon, she found his gaze pinned on her.

He bent and kissed her lightly, then turned toward the shower and flipped on the water.

Noel stepped back, and her hands moved to the bottom of her shirt. Without hesitation, she pulled it up over her head and dropped it to the side. His gaze now landed on her satin bra, and she watched his eyes grow stormy. She unbuckled her pants and shoved them down, kicking them to the side after toeing off her shoes.

Standing proudly in front of him in just her underwear, she stepped closer and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. “You're not shy, are you?”

“Not at all,” he said with a smile. He quickly jerked his shirt over his head, and it soon joined hers on the floor.

“Good, because I hate the idea of all this gorgeousness hidden from view.” And what a view it was—long, lean muscles, not overly bulked, but ropey and strong.

“I might not be an exhibitionist, but I have no problem with you viewing whatever you want to.”

With that, she laughed as her hands moved to his belt. Once again, he took over and soon shucked his pants and boxers after he ditched his boots and socks. She allowed her gaze to roam from head to toe, finding every inch of him as though sculpted from marble.

He stepped under the water as she finished stripping. Then wrapping her fingers around his, she followed him. She groaned as the spray from the side pounded her tired muscles, and the rainwater faucet above soothed and warmed her.

She placed her hands on his waist, shifted them so the water hit his back, and then dropped slowly to her knees. His erection bobbed in front of her, and she dragged her tongue from base to tip, keeping her eyes on his face. She watched his eyes roll back in his head, and a deep groan left his lips. She loved seeing this very controlled man as he handed the control to her.

Now, she slid her mouth over the tip and then down the shaft. She sucked and licked, both hands caressing his balls and gripping his shaft firmly. His hands were on her head, his fingers massaging her scalp, occasionally gripping her hair. The slight sting only drove her to take him harder and faster.

“I’m going to come,” he warned, bending slightly to place his hands on her biceps as though to pull her up.

She continued, and with a few more thrusts, he threw his head back and roared his release. Water was dripping down her face, but she kept her eyes on him as she sucked him dry.

When his chin dropped to his chest, and his eyes bore straight into hers, his hands now cupped her cheeks. He assisted her up, pulling her close. Their naked bodies were pressedtightly together, and with her ear against his chest, his heartbeat was strong.

“Christ, babe,” he murmured. “Damn, Noel. I never expected you to do that.”

She smiled as she leaned back and held his gaze. Before she could think of anything to say in response, he licked her lips, then pressed her back against the tile.

This kiss was wild, with noses bumping, lips melding, and occasional teeth scraping. She had wondered if the blow job would exhaust him, but it seemed to have given him new energy, for which she was glad. She wanted to keep experiencing this man. She wasn’t ready to walk away without having shared and tasted everything he had to offer.

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