“Do you want that, baby?”
“Yeah,” she said instantly, wanting it more than she ever thought she would.
“We’ll deal with everything else, but right now this is just about you and me.”
She rested her head on his chest again, had her hand on the hard, defined six-pack of his abdomen, and nodded. “It’s just about you and me.”
He held her tightly, and she let herself relax against him, let her eyes close as sleep started to take control. She’d never felt this comfortable with anyone, never felt this close with anyone before.
Lyric knew being with Landon might cause a whole slew of problems for them, especially from people and what they thought, and of course her dad and his mom, but she didn’t care.
She was falling hard for the bad boy.
Chapter
Thirteen
The following day
The only thing Lyric had been able to think about since last night was Landon. Hell, she couldn’t stop thinking about it, especially since she was so damn sore between her thighs she couldn’t even sit without wincing.
But that knowledge, the realization of why she was so sensitive, had heat and desire moving through her.
Landon had left early this morning to go work out, but he’d been gone for a few hours now. They’d fallen asleep on the bed beside each other, and she wondered if he regretted it. She didn’t, and wanted more with him.
Lyric didn’t want this just to be a one-time occurrence, something that happened because of the situation.
Her cell went off, and she saw it was a text from her dad.
Dad: You doing okay, sweetheart?
She typed her reply.
Everything is good, Dad. How’s the anniversary vacation going?
Dad: Good. We’re visiting a winery right now. I’d call you, but there is a tour guide. I just wanted to check in with you guys. Laura is worried about Landon.
She thought about her stepmom, new she was concerned for Landon.
He’s at the gym.
Of course she didn’t know that for sure, but she had a pretty good guess since he worked out a lot during the weekend before he had to be at his construction job.
We’re fine. Don’t worry.
Dad: Call me if you need anything. We’ll be busy all day, so if I don’t answer I’ll call you back as soon as I can. I love you, honey.
She smiled.
I love you guys, too. Tell Laura not to worry and have a good time.
She set the phone on the table, and instantly the house became still and silent again. The tea in front of her had been sitting there, getting cold, as she thought about last night.
Lyric didn’t know what to do about any of this, didn’t know what Landon wanted to do. What would their parents think if they decided to take this further?
You’re jumping ahead of yourself. He may not want anything more to do with you. There weren’t any declarations of anything more being professed.
Covering her face with her hands, she shifted on the chair and gasped slightly, that soreness there making her want Landon all over again.
He’d been so big, so thick and long, and he’d taken her like he wanted her above anything or anyone else.
He’d made her forget about what had happened, what could have happened if he hadn’t come to her rescue.
“What in the hell are you going to do?” she whispered to herself and dropped her hands to the table, staring out the kitchen window across from her.
Just then she heard the sound of Landon’s truck pulling into the driveway.
Her body had an instant reaction of getting tight, sweat starting to form between her breasts, her nipples hardening, and her pussy becoming wet.
Oh my God. I’ve become this fiend for him, and only after one night.
Lyric didn’t move from her seat when she heard the car door shut, and then a moment later heard the front door open and close. She looked into the entryway, but couldn’t see anything but a swatch of the foyer.
She saw Landon toss his large black workout bag on the ground, and then she saw him step into view. He didn’t notice her right away as he was busying messing with his phone, so she took a second to stare at him.
His dark hair was wet, probably from his shower at the gym, and the gray shirt he wore was form fitting, his muscles very pronounced. He wore a pair of black, loose sweatpants, and the sneakers on his feet didn’t make him look any less badass.
She didn’t know if she should say something, anything to try to break the silence, to see how he was going to act toward her. He finally lifted his head and looked in her direction.
His green gaze clashed with hers, and she felt her mouth dry. He was so attractive, so powerful.
Ever since they’d had sex she’d realized she wanted something more with Landon. Lyric couldn’t see him any differently, not after everything.