Page 60 of Run the Play
“Come here, baby,” I say, sliding over and opening my arms for her. She moves, meeting me halfway, and snuggles up against my chest. I wrap my arms around her and close my eyes. Now, I can go to sleep.
Silence surrounds us, but it’s the most comfortable I think I’ve ever been, lying here with her.
“Landry?”
“Hmm?” I ask, sleep already closing in.
“Never mind,” she says.
“Tell me,” I say, opening my eyes. If she wants to talk, I’m here to listen as long as she doesn’t move. “Open communication, remember?” I need her to understand that I value that she’s her own person. She can say how she feels and what she’s thinking, and I’ll never think less of her or look down on her. It’s going to take some time to prove to her that Chaz was in a category all on his own.
“Right,” she says. I can feel her nod against my chest. “I was kind of hoping that maybe I could kiss you goodnight.”
Sleep? What’s sleep? I’m wide awake. “Come closer,” I tell her. I can hear the husky rasp to my voice.
She wiggles and moves next to me so that we’re face-to-face, her head no longer against my chest. I don’t hesitate to reach for her, my palm finding her cheek. “When you want to stop, you say the word, and we stop.”
“It’s just a kiss,” she says.
“It’s neverjustanything where you’re concerned.” Leaning in close, I brush my nose against hers. “I might get carried away, but if it’s too much, just push me away. I’ll stop.”
“What if I don’t want you to stop?”
“Fucking perfect,” I mumble as I close the distance and press my lips to hers. I start slow, just a tentative and tender press of our lips. However, my world narrows to this moment. Nothing else matters. She opens for me, and our shared breath is filled with a quiet yet unspoken promise.
I’ve got her.
My fingers lightly graze her jawline before sliding behind her neck, angling her closer. Ineedher closer. My desire for this woman is testing the edge of my restraint. Her lips are soft yet hesitant. I allow her to take the lead, no matter how badly I crave the opportunity to devour her.
All in good time.
The air between us is charged, and I can feel a shift. Our slow rhythm ignites into something more. Her lips press more firmly against mine, her hunger flickering to life hot enough to rival mine.
Each stroke of her tongue against mine becomes more urgent. My breath quickens as her fingers find their way to my hair, and she buries them in the strands, giving it a slight tug.
I welcome the pain.
Rolling over to my back, I bring her with me. My palms land on her ass cheeks, and I give them a squeeze. She moans into mymouth, and it’s the most erotic fucking sound I’ve ever heard in my life.
I’ve lost all hesitation as my hand slides under the T-shirt she’s wearing.MyT-shirt. I allow my fingers to trail the soft skin of her spine. She shudders in my arms at the contact, but her hot, wet mouth never moves from mine.
My need to explore her intensifies, hitting an all-time high. I want to explore every inch of her silky, soft skin. Trace every part of her with my tongue.
“Landry,” she moans, and fuck, I want to listen to her say my name that way every day of forever.
Moving again, I roll us over so that I’m hovering over her. Her thighs automatically open for me, allowing me to settle where I belong. Heat coils between us, and it’s impossible to ignore.
This is no longer just a goodnight kiss. It’s a collision of need, raw emotions, and want. Lines are no longer blurred. I can clearly see the path of the future ahead of us—a shared venture of something fierce and unforgettable.
Us.
Together.
There isn’t a doubt in my mind that she’s the one. It’s fast, it’s scary, but it feels right. She’s perfect in my arms, and that’s precisely where I want her to stay.
I don’t know how long my lips are fused with hers. I get lost in her taste, in the feel of her hands roaming my body.
When I rock my hips gently, she moans. She tugs at my hair, and my cock twitches. “Is this okay?” I ask, thrusting forward again.
