Anything For You (The Connor Family 1)

“What are you thinking about?” he asked. “You look like you’re fighting with yourself.”

Wow. I was an open book for him. How had that happened? Still, I didn’t feel brave enough to admit I even entertained thoughts of more than just for now. We both knew the score. I was just extra sensitive this morning because... well, because Landon was here treating me like I was precious to him. He really had to stop being so Landon-ish.

“Come on, I know it’s about me,” he teased. I sighed, deciding to admit to a lesser sin.

“I was thinking that you look so delicious that I want to climb you. Am I shameless or what?”

“Not at all. That’s just solid proof that you can’t resist me.”

I liked how in stride he took this. I set the empty plate on the coffee table, then shifted onto the couch until I straddled him.

“I’m torn. I want to tell you how great you are, but I’m afraid it’ll go to your head,” I said. He skimmed a hand up my arm, resting it at the base of my neck. “You’re so amazing, Landon. Perfect.”

He stilled. “Don’t say that.” I’d been expecting more cocky answers. Instead, his eyes were vulnerable, almost sad. “I lost too much for that to be true.”

“You just don’t see what I see,” I said, aching for him.

He fisted my shirt as I kissed his jaw, moving closer to his ear.

“I want to become the man you see.”

“You already are.” I nuzzled his neck, inching closer. He smelled amazing. Like wood, leather, and man. “You’re kind and caring and the greatest man I know. And you make me so happy, Landon.”

“I do?”

“Yeah. Happier than I’ve ever been.”

Surprise flitted across his features, which I thought was completely unacceptable. It was my duty to convince him.

“You give me foot rubs, cover my culinary mishaps, and you brought me flowers. The list is endless.” In a lower voice, I admitted, “You make me feel appreciated.”

“You deserve to be appreciated, Maddie. Don’t for one second think you don’t.”

“Well, I suppose when someone keeps making you feel small, you start believing that’s how things should be.”

“Just so you know, if I ever run into your ex, I’ll punch him. On principle. With no explanations.”

“See, that’s just more proof that you’re a great man,” I said lightly, climbing into his lap, running my hands over his broad shoulders and the lean muscles in his arms.

***

Landon

I threaded my fingers through her hair. I needed more of her. I’d never get enough of her. Maddie’s fingers worked the buttons of my shirt, undoing them as I kissed her with all I had. I had no idea when we’d moved to the bedroom. I was lost in her, and I wanted to lose myself even more. I wanted to show her how important she was to me.

I peeled her clothes off, one item at a time, stroking her. When we were both naked, I lowered her on the bed, straddling her. My erection was touching just below her breasts. She slid her hand up and down the length a few times, squeezing me good and tight. Her hair was splayed on the white sheet, her skin flushed. I spread my palm on her chest, inching to one breast, dragging my thumb in a circle around her nipple. She licked her lips, her chest rising and falling with a deep breath.

“You’re so beautiful, Maddie.”

I kept moving my thumb around her nipple, feeling her quiver, lightly in the beginning, then stronger. Briefly I wondered if I could bring her to climax just by touching her breasts, but I knew I wouldn’t be testing the theory today, maybe never. When it came to Maddie, I was always greedy for more. I wanted to feel her all around me. Be inside her, kiss her, touch as much of her skin as possible.

Gripping me at the base, she lifted her head, her intent obvious, but I was too far away for her to be able to take me in her mouth. Looking up at me, she gave me a wicked wink before squeezing her arms under my thighs, sliding under me until her head was right in front of my cock. I squeezed her shoulders between my thighs, and her eyes flared. She had given me complete control over her.

“Look at me, Maddie.”

I needed the sweetness of eye contact. I wanted us to watch each other as we pushed past yet another boundary, moved deeper into intimacy. I wanted her to know how utterly and completely she owned me right now. I wanted to own her the same way.

When our gazes locked, she clamped her mouth around me. Watching her trust me like this was the most beautiful thing, a damn privilege. The way she opened up beckoned to me to do the same. I wanted to give her everything I had. But I didn’t know if I could, or if it would be enough. When I was close to climax, I pulled back.