Page 1 of Pursued By My Grumpy Fiancé
Chapter One
Prologue — Landon
“Ineverdothingslike this,” she says between kisses. I know it’s a lie, but I don’t care.
I brush a strand of her chestnut brown hair off her shoulder and plant kisses down her neck. She shivers against my touch and wraps her hands through my hair. I pull her closer to me and brush my lips over her ear.
“I want you,” I whisper, and I can practically feel her melt into a puddle.
“I want you, Landon,” she says, and I hoist her up onto the pool table.
The latest charity event my mother is throwing is still in full swing in the ballroom across the hall. We have the entire billiards hall to ourselves.
She bites my lip and I groan. It sends me wild when women do that. She loosens my tie and pulls it up over my head. I reach behind her and fiddle with the zipper of her dress for a moment before I rip it in frustration.
She gasps.
“This is designer!” she says incredulously.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” I growl as I pull the dress off of her. She giggles as she unzips my pants and drops them to the ground.
I gently shove her back onto the table. I take a moment to look at her, admiring the way her white lingerie embraces the olive tone of her skin. Her perfectly arranged updo is losing curls, falling like a halo framing her face. Her round breasts are almost perfectly symmetrical, with small peaks topping each one. I can feel myself getting harder at the sight. She leans up onto her elbows and raises her eyebrows at me.
“What are you waiting for, hot shot? I’m all yours.” That’s the only invitation I need as I drop my briefs and climb over her onto the table.
I kiss her deeply and then trail my lips down her body. I gently suckle on one of her nipples while I snake my hand down her side and to the area between her legs. I move her underwear to the side and start moving my fingers softly over her, and I know I’m in control as small moans start emanating from her lips.
She runs a hand down my chest until she gets to my hardness. She wraps her hand around me and starts to move her hand up and down it. I groan against her nipple and she gasps.
I’ve finally had enough, and I position myself over her. She takes in a breath as she looks in my eyes.
“I want you,” she whispers, and I plunge into her quickly. She lets out a loud moan before throwing a hand over her mouth. “Oh, I’m too loud!”
“I don’t care who hears,” I say as I pull out and move into her again. She moans again and a shudder runs through me, the thrill of being in control of both her pleasure and mine dominating my mind. I thrust into her a few more times before I pick her up in my arms.
“Oh god!” She lets out in surprise as I sit her onto my lap, causing her to take me in deeper. I moan and she pulls me closer to her so that I can feel the peaks of her breasts digging into my chest. I grab her hips, pulling her up and down onto me over and over again. She digs her hands into my hair and grasps it hard.
“Faster, Landon!” she cries, and I oblige her, pulling her onto me faster. We moan in tandem until I hear her breaths getting quicker.
“Oh god, I’m there! I’m there!” she says, and I feel her body start to quiver as she’s rocked with an orgasm. I can’t contain myself at the sight of her pleasure. I release into her, pushing myself as deep into her as I can go. She cries out and shimmies against me, enjoying the pulsing as I finish.
I lay back onto the pool table and she lays on top of me.
“That was amazing,” she says, and I nod in agreement. I don’t have one-night stands often, but this has definitely been the best one in a while. I twirl a strand of her hair around my finger before she sits up. “We need to be getting back. People will wonder where we are.”
“I think they would have wondered that thirty minutes ago,” I say lazily. The truth is, I can’t be bothered to go back to socializing with people after that. My mind is hazy from the pleasure. She rolls her eyes at me.
“Oh, shoot. My dress is ripped,” she looks at me and I shrug at her.
“Well, we could always sneak up to my room for round two, and I could have a dress delivered.” I raise my eyebrows and she giggles.
“Okay, let’s do it then.”
I give her my shirt and we sneak off to the sixth floor.
Chapter Two
Hailey
