Anna couldn’t speak, couldn’t even think. Her mouth was dry, her throat tight. But she did exactly what Landon wanted her to do. What she wanted to do.

She opened her mouth and took in the head of his dick, swirling her tongue around the crown, tasting his salty pre-cum. The flavor exploded in her mouth, making her moan. She took more of him in, and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock. He was so thick, so long, that she couldn’t touch her fingers around his girth, couldn’t take all of him into her mouth.

What she couldn’t reach with her lips and tongue she worked over with her hand. She stroked the length up and down at the same time she sucked on the crown of his dick. Landon had his hand in her hair, his fingers tangled around the strands. That sting of pain from his hold fueled her desire. She was so wet between her thighs, needy, aching.

She really started moving her head up and down then, trying to take as much of him in as she could. The tip of his erection hit the back of her throat and she gagged, her eyes watering, tears tracking down her cheeks.

That seemed to make Landon more excited.

He groaned and she lifted her gaze up to look at his face. His focus was trained on her, his mouth slightly parted. His pupils were dilated and she could see the arousal written clearly across his face.

Over and over she moved her mouth on his cock, tasting more of his seed covering her tongue, slipping down her throat. She wanted him to explode in her mouth, wanted to swallow his essence. And then, just when she thought she might bring him over the edge, he pulled her head away from him and took a step back.

She stayed on her knees, staring at Landon as he breathed in and out heavily. He looked feral, like a wild man on the verge of attacking, a predator seeing his prey.

“I need you, Anna.” He was in front of her a second later, helping her off the ground. He had his fingers wrapped around her nape, pulled her in close, and slammed his mouth down on hers.

For long seconds all he did was kiss her, sucking and licking at her tongue and the interior of her mouth. She grew dizzy, drunk. Her pussy was so wet, her panties soaked. Her nipples ached, hard little beads pressing against the material of her shirt.

“Landon,” she breathed out.

“I need you now. Please, baby. Tell me you’re right here with me, that you need me as much as I need you.”

He broke away and looked down at her. He had his other hand cupping her cheek, his thumb stroking right below her eye. Anna couldn’t think, let alone form a coherent word. But she was right here with him, needing him like a fiend. She finally found her voice. “Yes,” she breathed out. “I need you, Landon. Take me upstairs. Take me to our bed.”

Before she knew what was happening, they were heading upstairs. Her heart was pounding hard and fast, almost painfully. This was it, the moment she’d wanted since she first saw Landon, if she were being honest. It seemed like so long she’d held back, kept herself in check. That was all going out the window tonight.

Tonight she’d be with her husband finally.

Landon had hold of her hand and pulled her into his room … their room. She was the one to shut the door behind them, to lean against it and try and control herself.

“Strip for me, Anna.” His voice was deep, low. The way he looked at her, his focus trained on her face, made her already feel exposed.

She found herself undressing, the air thick and hot, suffocating her in the best of ways. First her shirt came off, then her pants were next. She stood there in only a plain white cotton bra and panties. The way Landon looked at her made her feel like she wore the most expensive lingerie.

He racked his gaze up and down her body, and she could see the outline of his erection pressing against his pants. She clenched her thighs together, knowing her panties were soaked, feeling the damp material press against the most intimate part of her. And then he was moving toward her.

She took a step back and placed her hands flat behind her on the cool wooden door. Her palms were sweaty, bead starting to cover the valley between her breasts and down the length of her spine. Anna was nervous, but more so anxious about what was to happen, excited that they were finally going to be together.

He pressed his body against hers, his cock hard and long, thick and all for her digging into her belly. She felt her inner muscles clench, knew that if he touched her right now she’d get off.

“How much do you want me?” he asked, his mouth right on her neck below her ear.

She couldn’t think, didn’t know whether if she tried speaking the words would come out right. Taking a deep breath, she decided to just be honest. “I’m so ready for you. I want you so much.”

And then he slipped his hand down her belly, under her panties, and she cried out in pleasure when he touched her soaking wet pussy. Landon groaned and ran his teeth and tongue along her throat at the same time he moved his fingers through the center of her. He touched her clit and Anna found herself falling over the edge instantly.

Her body tensed, shook, and tingles raced up and down her arms and legs. Landon breathed fast and hot, ground himself against her, but never stopped stroking her pussy, touching her clit. He played her like a finely tuned instrument, one only he knew how to use.

When he pulled back there was this look of pure, unadulterated lust on his face. He didn’t speak for long seconds, just stared into her eyes. “I hope you’re ready for more, Anna, because we’re just starting.”