Landon looked excited when he entered the apartment. “I need to show you something.”
“The last time you said that I got quite an eyeful.”
“It’s not anything like that, baby.”
“What is it?”
“It’s outside.” He placed his hand on my waist, prompting me to follow him out the door.
Parked outside on the street was a beige-colored truck that looked a lot like the shape of Landon’s Lunch Box.
“Oh, my God. What did you do?”
“I decided to bite the bullet. I’m gonna turn this into another food truck. I have an appointment with the university next week to talk about getting a permanent spot for it on campus.”
“I can’t believe I never thought of that. That’s seriously an awesome location for it.”
“I hope it works out. It’s gonna take some time to fix it up and to get it exactly the way I need it inside, but I won’t know if I don’t try, right? I have to spend some time figuring out how to brand it. I sold the Landon’s Lunch Box name and the app. So, it’s going to really be like starting from scratch, but my hope is to build something as good, if not better, than the old one.”
Landon spent some time showing me around the new truck before we returned upstairs to the apartment.
“Once it’s up and running,” I said, “I can help you during the day, since I only have to work in the evenings.”
“I was counting on you as my sidekick a few days a week. That would be awesome.”
The thought of getting to work alongside him was seriously making me giddy. I remembered how much fun it was in California.
“Someone is going to have to help fend all those college girls off of my hot, tatted boyfriend. I’m going to be spewing venom.”
“One look at my girlfriend with the snake around her shoulders…I’m pretty sure they’ll all run away.” He wrapped his arm around my neck and kissed my forehead. “Actually, I was thinking that my belly dancing princess would probably be a huge draw for the college guys. I’m gonna need to make it crystal clear that you belong to me. Just the thought of some kid flirting with you in front of me makes me crazy. I might lose my shit and my business right then and there.”
I smiled at my crazy-hot boyfriend. Some days, I couldn’t believe he was actually mine now. I think a part of me would always feel jealous, insecure, and especially protective when it came to him.
Feeling like I needed to relax, I grabbed a bottle of wine. “Let’s celebrate.” When I opened the drawer, I took notice of the butt plug that had been sitting there since the day my father walked in on us. “Remember this?”
“I do.” His voice lowered. “I wouldn’t mind playing around with that right now, actually.”
“I think I’m going to need a lot more than a glass of wine, then.”
He examined my face. “You think it’s something you need to be drunk for?”
“Honestly, it scares me a little…anal.”
“Really…what are you scared of?”
“I’ve never had anything…you know…in there before.”
“I know I’ve spoken about how much I want to do it with you, and part of the reason I get excited about it is because I know I’d be your first. I selfishly want to claim every inch of you. But we have a lot of time. I don’t ever want you to feel pressured. I didn’t realize it scared you. You need to tell me stuff like that. Now, I feel like an ass—pun intended.”
“I do want to try it. I’m just afraid it will hurt. You’re not a small man.”
“You think I’m just going to stick it in? There’s an art to anal. And if it doesn’t feel so fucking amazing that you’re screaming in pleasure, it’s not being done right. It shouldn’t feel painful.”
I almost asked him how he got to be so experienced, but I bit my words. I didn’t even want to think about him doing something so intimate with anyone else. I’d gotten pretty good at not letting my mind go there anymore, and I didn’t want to regress.
Landon’s face was in mine. “You will know when you’re ready. And you sure as hell aren’t gonna need to be drunk with me. If a person needs to be drunk for it, then their partner isn’t doing it right. There is a big difference between pressure and pain. It should never be painful. But the pressure should be pleasurable. But before we even get to that part, I’d tease you until you couldn’t take it anymore. There’s no way my dick would be in your ass unless you were begging me to put it there.”
Hearing those words come out of his mouth just flipped a switch inside of me. I couldn’t recall ever feeling hornier in my life. The muscles between my legs contracted. “Well, I’m intrigued.”