Page 60 of I Don't Want You Back

Chapter 18

“Yes! Shit! Fuck me!” Faryn screamed as she came once again.

“That’s what I’m doing,” Landon replied as he gripped her hips and went even deeper.

Her body was twisted at an awkward angle, but she wasn’t complaining. She didn’t think there was a name for the position that she was in, but Landon was tearing her shit out the frame. Faryn loved to see the look on his face when they were intimate. That was the sexiest thing in the world to her. Landon’s eyes were low, and his bottom lip was caught between his teeth.

“Shit, I’m gonna come again,” Faryn squealed.

“Me too, baby. Fuck!” Landon grunted as he released his seeds deep inside of Faryn.

Her body twitched as another orgasm took over and she was spent after that. Two hours of an intense workout and she was done for a while. Landon collapsed on top of her and tried to regulate his breathing, as Faryn did the same. A few minutes later, he started kissing her neck and she felt his erection growing inside of her.

“I’m tapped out Landon. I can’t go no more,” Faryn mumbled groggily.

“Come on baby, one more time and I’ll leave you alone,” Landon begged, as she started moving inside of her once again.

“You said that two hours ago and we’re still at it,” Faryn replied.

“Girl, stop acting like both of us ain’t go without sex for a whole damn year,” Landon reminded her.

“I know Landon, but damn. We’ve made up for lost time; don’t you think?” Faryn questioned.

“We can never make up for lost time. Stop complaining and just lay back,” Landon said as he continued to grow and move inside of her.

“You’re a sex addict,” Faryn accused.

“Maybe, but I’d rather be addicted to pussy than anything else,” Landon noted.

The sudden ringing of his phone did nothing to stop him and he didn’t care who was calling. His sons were home and the phone wasn’t ringing to any specific ring tone. He knew it was nobody special, so they would have to wait.

“Baby, your phone is ringing,” Faryn said as if he didn’t hear it.

“I know,” Landon replied uncaringly.

“You need to answer it. It might be something important.”

The phone had rung three times back to back and Landon didn’t flinch.

“It can wait,” Landon moaned as he moved deeper inside of her.

“What if it’s an emergency?” Faryn asked as she enjoyed their connection.

Landon pressed his lips to hers and stuck his tongue in her mouth to silence her. They were in sync as their bodies moved to the rhythm that they had created. Landon’s phone had gone quiet for a while, but that didn’t last very long. When it rang again, he paused momentarily because it was his cousin Raheem’s ringtone. Landon’s hated ringtones but, at Makena’s urging, he used them for immediate family. If the tones weren’t familiar to him, he didn’t bother answering his phone most times.

“What’s wrong?” Faryn asked when he stopped moving.

“That’s Raheem. Something must be up,” he said as he pulled out of her and reached for his phone.

“I told you,” Faryn replied as she sat up in the bed.

“What’s up Raheem?” Landon asked when he answered the phone.

“That nigga Aiden got locked up last night. He’s been trying to call you, but he didn’t get an answer,” Raheem replied.

“The fuck did he do this time?” Landon questioned.

“Man, I don’t know what he did, but I can’t do shit for him. I’m at work and I don’t get off until late tonight.”

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