Lara (Reynolds Ranch)

He spins me so my back hits the edge of the sink and then he cups my sex through my pajama bottoms, feeling the wetness of my panties. A moan escapes my lips involuntarily. His mouth is on me, kissing my lips feverishly as I grip the porcelain sink. I rock my hips forward, asking for him to touch my pussy harder. “Do you need to get off, baby?”

“Yes,” I whimper. He creeps his hand upward, lifting my shirt just enough so he can get access to my pajama pants and slide his large hand inside. Surprisingly, his hands aren’t smooth; they’re rougher than I expected, and I’m turned on. My caveman in a suit runs his fingers over the tiny hairs, reaching my private place that I’ve never let anyone else touch before.

“Fuck. Touch me, Lara,” he pleads. I reach out and run my hands over his broad chest and over his button-down shirt. I want to tear off the buttons, but that wouldn’t be a smart idea. His fingers run back and forth through the slickness between my legs before he gently pushes his index finger past my entrance. A gasp falls from my lips and I cling to him, needing to feel his touch, deeper, more intense. I shake as he pulls it back out and then pushes it in slightly further this time.

“You’re going to come for me, but you’re going to be quiet so no one hears my woman cream all over my hand. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” He pumps faster, and I throw my head back and bite back a cry of ecstasy as my orgasm slams into me, hitting me hard.

“That’s it. Keep coming, Lara. Soak my fucking fingers, baby.” He lifts me up and carries me out of the room. I gasp when I think they’re going to see me all flustered.

“Where did they go?”

“I told them to take a walk. Now, pack a bag because you’re coming to spend some time with me at my condo. I want to be inside you, and I don’t want our first time to be at the risk of someone walking in.”

I nod and move around my bedroom in a daze. I’m still horny, confused, and longing for more of Landon. “Wait.”

“What is it?”

“I can’t stay more than tonight. I have class on Monday. Tomorrow is Sunday, but I’ll have to study, so I have to be back early.” I pack a small overnight bag and take my purse.

We’re leaving and see Danny’s walking with Kelly. “Perfect timing.”

“No, he got summoned back to drop me off. Have fun, girly.” She winks at me and closes the door, leaving Danny standing outside with us.

We take the elevator down to the lobby and to the parking lot. I don’t know what to say because I’m nervous. I’m sure Danny knows what happened between us and what is going to happen. I suppose that’s normal, but it’s all new to me.

“I’ll see you back at the office on Monday.”

“Sure, Landon.” He nods, walking off to a large black SUV while Landon leads me over to a sleek Jaguar.

“Nice.”

“So tell me about living in Montana.”

“I grew up on our family ranch with my parents and brother. He’s a few years older than me and living his best life here in the city, and it’s kind of why I picked Chicago for college.”

“Well, then, I owe him a world of gratitude.” He takes my hand in his and settles our forearms down on the center console.

“You haven’t met him yet.”

“I’m not afraid of your brother, sweetheart.” He brushes his thumb over my knuckles before bringing my hand to his mouth and kissing it. He’s too perfect. Something has got to be wrong with him, but for now, I’m going to turn off my mind and enjoy the pleasure and joy he brings me. We make our way through the downtown area and the traffic is a little heavy, but not congested.

“So did you live outside of a major city there, or a small town?”

“Snow Ridge is a very small town with a ski resort and plenty of wilderness for hunting. Most of the area is flat where I live, or where I used to live.”

“Something tells me you didn’t like it there.”

“It wasn’t anything in particular, except it was boring. The monotony of it all. Day in and day out, the ranch runs like a well-oiled machine while I took the bus to school.”

“You don’t drive, or were there not enough vehicles?”

“My parents didn’t trust me not to run away, so I wasn’t allowed to drive often.”

“I have a feeling there’s more to that. So sneaking into parties isn’t the only trouble you get yourself into.”

“I never tried, but they knew I didn’t like living there where it was so remote.”