Chapter 4-3
1320 Words
I walked over to my clothes and started putting them on.
“No!”
I looked up at him as he took them out of my hand. “Really?”
“Only good girls get clothes” he said as he walked off, taking my clothes with him into the walk in robe.
I couldn’t help the smile on my face, he really was fun to be around.
So I just walked back into the dining area with just the towel wrapped around me and opened my laptop.
“Alexa, close all the blinds and curtains” I said out loud as I am pretty sure my towel would be removed shortly and I was always worried someone might be able to see in… well, normally. I totally forgot about that before when I stripped and ran after him!
They were halfway closed with Landon walked in with just some different running shorts on “Towel!” he demanded, putting his hand out. Yep knew it.
“Turn the heating up first.”
“Alexa, turn the heating up to 22 degrees. Towel!” f**k that accent!
“You only just turned it up, you have to wait for the room to warm up grumpy.”
He raised an eyebrow at the grumpy part.
I turned back to the laptop and pretended to ignore him, knowing I was playing a game I wasn’t going to win.
His hand appeared in front of my face, still waiting for me to put the towel on it.
“Yes you have very nice hands, Mr Landon. I approve” I said in my most professional voice as I started to type.
A small scream left my lips as I was suddenly pulled off the chair and the towel disappeared. He did his new favourite thing, slapping my ass and walked over to the couch where he threw it to the side next to the doorway.
“Well that’s just rude”, I rubbed my poor red bum and sat back down.
I refused to give him a rise, so I tried to concentrate on my work. A few minutes later, a glass of Baileys appeared beside the laptop.
“Aw do I get a smile with the service?” I teased, making him shake his head and walk back to the couch where he was concentrating on his phone, probably doing emails as well.
When I was satisfied with getting as much done as my brain would allow while naked in the presence of a delicious bit of man meat, I closed my laptop.
I tucked it back into my bag and walked over to the couch, grabbing the remote on the way and turning the TV on.
Not sure how he would react, I started flipping through the directory to see what was on. I pretended I didn’t see the smirk on his face as he watched me with hooded eyes.
I found a Rom Com comedy that I like and turned it on, still waiting for a reaction. I made sure to get comfortable by stretching my legs out and half lying down. I purposely put one arm behind my head and arched my back a little to perk my breasts up.
I saw him narrowing his eyes as they raked over my body. I had never felt so alive or daring. This was so not me, but why not? I am going to enjoy this time while I can!
Trust me when I say I was still extremely self-conscious and was almost worried that I might be turning him off right now showing off all my imperfections. It was too late though and this was a game I was enjoying.
After a few minutes, I was startled by a loud banging on the door.
“s**t” I squealed and ran towards the bedroom, grabbing the towel on the way.
I did not miss the chuckle from Landon as he couldn’t help but swat my ass on my way past him.
His voice changed instantly, sounding extremely annoyed “WHAT” he boomed.
I am not sure if he got up to answer the door or just yelled at them as I had locked myself in the bedroom and started getting dressed again.
Once dressed, I made my way back out to find Landon still on the couch alone. I looked around and didn’t see anyone, so proceeded to sit back on my spot on the other side.
I looked over at him and saw him staring at me with the normal raised eyebrow.
“What?” I said back casually and continued on with the show.
The TV was suddenly blocked by his gorgeous silhouette. I couldn’t help but rake my eyes up his body. He really was divine! Those perfectly sculpted muscles… he cleared his throat.
Oops oh yeah! I looked at his face. “Yes?”
He looked down at my top and pants and back up again.
“Oh, you want me to leave. Sorry” I turned off the TV. I knew this wasn’t what he meant, the anticipation of what he was going to say or do made my stomach do flips.
If he said yes to me leaving I would probably be very disappointed, but hey, we had fun. I’m not here for a relationship.
I went to get up but was suddenly pinned on the couch. He sat on my stomach, making sure to pin my arms to my sides.
“May I help you, Mr talkative?” I put my head to the side while looking into his hooded eyes.
He leaned down so his face was inches from mine. “Did I say you could leave?”
“Did you say you wanted me to stay?”
He studied every inch of my face, taking his time while still pinning me down.
He didn’t have all his weight on me, so it wasn’t uncomfortable, just amusing trying to see what his next move would be.
“You think it’s wise to play games with me?”
“I don’t know, do I?” I turned my hand so I could just touch his fine ass and pinched it.
The look in his eyes changed, I think I just woke up a beast! Oops… maybe!
He moved back a bit while still keeping me caged, never taking his eyes away from mine. Keeping me locked on the gleam that seemed to radiate from those eyes that seem bluer right now.
He lowered his head slowly, still keeping eye contact, and bit my n****e through my top.
“Ouch” I tried to wriggle to get my arms out but it was no use as he moved slowly to my other breast and bit that n****e next. “Ouch you brat” I giggled as I tried to pinch his butt again, but when he moved down my hand was now at under his thigh so I pinched that instead.
He raised an eyebrow at me once again, not breaking eye contact, as he pulled my top up exposing my bra, then lent down and bit both n*****s again but harder this time.
“Ouch no fair!”
“You think I can be fair?” his smile was wicked and made my lady parts start screaming for action as my stomach turned into knots.
He bit the side of my breasts this time. “You didn’t answer me.”
“No, I think you can be a big meanie. Now can I have my hands now?”
He bit the underside of my breasts as he shuffled down more.
“Ouch, I answered you brat!”
He bit my side “Brat huh?”
“Ouch fine, not a brat, a meanie!”
He bit my other side “Meanie, huh?”
“Ouch yes. A very big meanie!”
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