Anything For You (The Connor Family 1)

“You never mentioned you wanted to sell it.”

“In the initial business plan, I did envision selling it about one or two years ago, but for the past four years, I wanted to lose myself in my work. The truth is, I held on to the company for too long, and now it’s time to let go.”

I understood what he meant. If we were alone, I’d lace my arms around his neck and kiss him with all I had. But I stayed put, because I didn’t think I could keep it decent this time.

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. I’ll be flying back and forth until we kick off the sale, but in the meantime, think you can make a place for me in your bungalow?”

“I don’t know. What do I get in return?” I teased.

He leaned in so close that our noses were almost touching. “I promise to hold you every night. Make your coffee in the morning.” He veered left, brushing my cheek with his, bringing his lips to my ear. “I’ll sink so deep into you every night that you’ll still feel me when you leave the house in the morning.”

Pulling back, I pouted, pretending his words hadn’t tugged at my heartstrings and made me all hot and bothered.

“Think you can sweeten the deal, Mr. Connor?”

He kissed my hand. “I will love you with my whole heart, Maddie. Every day.”

The need to be alone with him slammed into me. Landon’s gaze fell to my lips, and when he rested his hand on my thigh under the table, I felt my need mirrored in his grip.

The waiter appeared, carrying the tray with soda and champagne.

“Are you ready to order appetizers? Or do you want to move on directly to the main course?”

I wanted neither. All I wanted was Landon. The thinly disguised desire in his eyes only stoked my fire.

Without taking his eyes off me, he said, “I’m afraid something came up, and we have to leave right away. We’ll take the champagne with us.”

***

We barely made it past the threshold of my house before we started undressing each other. My dress landed on the floor of the living room, my bra and panties in the hall. Landon’s clothes became a heap next to the bed.

“I love you, baby.” He peppered kisses on my shoulder, fondling my right breast, then the left one. “I’ve missed them.”

“I knew it,” I teased. “You made all those life-changing decisions for my girls.”

He licked a nipple and gripped my ass in his hands. “Don’t be modest. This beauty sealed the deal for me. Begs for a little biting.” He spun me around and I felt him lower himself. I laughed when he bit my right ass cheek.

I turned around, lavishing him with attention. I started kissing his torso, insisting on the defined squares of his abs, then tracing the V-shaped obliques with my tongue, feeling his erection against my clavicle.

The look in his eyes when I stroked his hard-on was so intense that heat rushed between my legs. Gripping him at the base, I squeezed him tight, and as I moved my fist up to the tip, I licked every inch of him my hand freed up. When I reached the tip, I took my hand away completely, swiped my tongue across the head. I was rewarded with a heavy and masculine groan, and his thighs quivered almost imperceptibly.

I wanted to take him in my mouth, but Landon hoisted me up, effortlessly laying me on the bed on my back, thighs spread wide.

Settling between my legs, he eyed my center,

licking his lips. Then he dragged his thumb from my clit right down to the entrance. My entire body shuddered. He slid on protection and rubbed his length along my clit, until my thighs were shaking.

Then he entered me. I cried out as he filled me, inch by inch, stretching me. He held my gaze, brought a hand to my face, touching my cheek gently, kissing my chin, the tip of my nose.

“I love you, Landon.”

He started sliding in and out of me slowly, never breaking eye contact. We were both coming apart at the seams. Every inch of my body was on fire. When a burst of pleasure coursed through me, every muscle tightened, my breath caught, my ears were ringing. I felt our connection growing deeper with every thrust until I was completely lost in him.

I laced my arms around his neck, touched my forehead to his. So many emotions bubbled up inside me that they overwhelmed me. He was back in my arms. He was mine to keep and to make happy. Oh, I had such great plans to make that happen.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked after a beat.