“I guess so,” she replied in a breathy voice right before she licked her lips.
With a smirk, I said, “Gonna have to look at getting a ring on that finger.” I lifted her hand and almost slipped her ring finger into my mouth.
Slow down, Landon. Don’t scare her off.
Her eyes were fixed on my mouth as if she had read my thoughts. “Yep. We, um, we’re gonna have to do that soon. Like, maybe tomorrow or something.”
Smiling, I leaned down and captured her mouth with mine. The kiss was soft and slow, and God, how I loved the taste of this woman. When Emmerson slightly whimpered into my mouth, I had to use all of my self-control to pull away instead of pushing her back into her room.
“See you in the morning?” I asked, taking a large step away from her.
All she did was nod. “Yep. See you in the morning.”
Emmerson turned and unlocked the door and stepped inside of her room. She looked at me and smiled as she slowly shut the door. When I heard the safety lock slide over, I placed my hand on the door and closed my eyes.
Slow. We needed to go slow, even though everything in me told me to knock on the door and take what was mine.
Emmerson
I LEANED AGAINST the door of the hotel room as I focused on pulling in one breath after another. Lord, could that man kiss.
It took everything in me not to throw the door open, grab Landon, and pull him into my room. The more I thought about my best friend, the more I realized I’d had these feelings buried deep down for some time now, and I wanted to explore each and every one of them, damn it.
With a sigh, I pushed off the door and headed into the room. “Slow, Emmerson. You need to take things slow.”
I dropped down onto the bed and groaned. Every part of my body ached for Landon. In ways I had never known my body could ache for anyone.
“A long, hot bath. That’s what you need,” I said to myself as I sat up. The giant soaker tub in the spa-like bathroom was exactly what I needed to clear my head.
After I stripped out of my clothes, I walked into the large bathroom and started the bath water. I grabbed a towel to wrap around my body as I waited for the tub to fill.
What I really needed was some lavender oil or a large bottle of wine. There was no way I was going to be able to sleep tonight. Even though it was after two in the morning and I was exhausted, I knew I would lie in bed and do nothing but dream about Landon’s mouth on mine. I had wanted him to do wicked things to me when he kissed me in the limo—goodness, I could hardly believe the things that went through my mind in the span of that way-too-short kiss.
Once the bathtub was filled, I slipped the towel off and climbed into the steaming water. The moment I sank down, I let out a long sigh. “Oh, where have you been all night?” I asked no one.
After sitting there with my eyes closed for a few moments, I felt my body finally relax. Once all the tension slipped away, I let my mind replay the events of the night.
The way I had felt when Claire started to bid on Landon. Pure anger.
The way my body came to life when he kissed me on the dance floor. An out-of-body experience.
The way Landon pressed his body to mine when he kissed me goodnight. Desire and need blossomed once again in the depths of my stomach.
With my eyes still closed, I slowly dipped my hand into the hot water and moved it down my stomach as I spread my legs. The moment my finger brushed over my clit, I gasped and then bit down on my lip.
I slowly and ever so gently rubbed the tip of my finger over the bundle of wound-up nerves and let out a soft moan before Landon’s name slipped free and floated through the bathroom.
It wasn’t going to take me long to come; I was that horny.
Just as I felt the familiar build-up, a loud knock came from the door to my room. I pulled my hand up and stood so quickly, I damn near fell out of the tub.
“Emmerson?”
I pulled my brows in as I shook my head. Was I…was I dreaming?
Another knock came, this one louder, before he said my name again. “Emme, is everything okay? Emmerson!”
I quickly grabbed my towel as I got out of the tub, trying not to slip on the now-wet floor tiles.
After a quick look through the peephole to make sure he was alone, I unlocked the door and opened it slightly.