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In
their
own
special
way

All
that
you
rely
on

And all
that
you
can
fake

Will
leave
you
in the
morning

But
find
you
in the
day

 

Oh,
you're
in
my
veins

And I
cannot
get
you
out

Oh,
you're
all I taste

At
night
inside
of
my
mouth

Oh,
you
run
away

'Cause I
am
not
what
you
found

Oh,
you're
in
my
veins

And I
cannot
get
you
out

 
 

My
heart
raced
at
the
sound
of
his
voice
. The
way
he
sang the
words
, i twas
much
powerful
than
the first time
he
did
it
. He
meant
every
word
, and I
had
no
doubt
about
it
. He
held
my
gaze
with
his
piercing gray
eyes
. I
had
no power over
my
tears
. I
thought
I’d
lost
him
.
I
thought
he
didn’t
love me, but
he
never
stopped
showing
me. He
said
the
words
with
every
touch
of
his
hands,
every
gaze
through
the
scortch
of
his
eyes
.

He’d
said
them
with
every
claim over me,
with
every
action, and
every
single
embrace
.

I
missed
him
so
much
. I
could
never
imagine
my
life
without
him
,
even
when
I
tried
to, I
failed
miserably
. That night in
Atlantic City,
he
haunted
every
corner of the hôtel. I
looked
for
him
everywhere
and in
every
men
who
came up to me,
until
I
ended
up in
Jude’s
bed
clinging
up to
him
and
seeking
his
comfort
.

 

Everything
will
change

Nothing
stays
the
same

Nobody
here's
perfect

Oh, but
everyone's
to
blame

Oh, all
that
you
rely
on

And all
that
you
can
save

Will
leave
you
in the
morning

And
find
you
in the
day

 

Oh,
you're
in
my
veins

And I
cannot
get
you
out

Oh,
you're
all I taste

At
night
inside
of
my
mouth

Oh,
you
run
away

'Cause I
am
not
what
you
found

Oh,
you're
in
my
veins

And I
cannot
get
you
out

 
 

Landon finished the last of the song and walked to the end
of the bed. He put the guitar gently and leaned forward to bite on my naked nipple,
jolting me back to life, and then slowly blew on it.

His thumbs and indexes went down my rib cage to my navel,
retracing my waist in details. He brushed his chin over my crotch, the movement
made me prickle, my body quivering agitatedly.

“Fuck.” He breathed out, “I missed how divine you smell.”

His hands kept sliding down the length of my legs and he
straightened his back, he was naked from the waist up, his pants were slightly
unzipped. I got a glimpse of his tattoo, my mouth salivated, and I wanted to
taste him.

“Don’t.” He ordered when I tried to move up and touch him,
“Give me this, I know I don’t deserve it, but I need it.”

I frowned, not understanding what he was referring to. I
wanted to feel him.

“I did this.” He said as he brought my left leg up on his
shoulder and kissed it, “I should’ve never accepted to let you go, even if it
was for show.” He sucked his way to the back of my knee, “I hurt you – I
deprived myself from you.”

I swallowed hard, almost panicked by his tone.

He glided up, his chest molding me, and spoke against my
neck, “I deprived myself from the peachy scent of your neck.” Landon bit me
gently, and then sucked me long, and slow.

My skin flushed and I squirmed.

Nuzzling my hair, he inhaled deeply and disabled my hands
again, “I deprived myself from the scent of your hair and the feel of your
rebelled ringlets.” He fisted his free hand in my hair and pulled it.

I clenched restlessly and pressed my breasts to his chest.
I knew I had to give him what he wanted, but I was compelled by the look in his
dilated gray eyes. “Please let me touch you.” I begged as I moved my hands to
cup his face.

He didn’t stop me, he remained unmoving, his gaze
entangled with mine, as if he was reaching into my deepest thoughts. I could
see how regretful he was, and heard it again, when he spoke against my lips, “I
denied myself the touch of your soft hands, the feel of your warm body, naked
and trembling for me…” He fell silent for a second and pressed the lightest
kiss to my lips, “And your mouth. Oh… Clea.” His tone was raw, arousing and
heart melting.

“I’m yours baby.” I said in reassurance, “As I’ve been
from the moment I met you. Take me, please, take all of me. I need you.”

Landon rocked his hips violently, the movement had him
shaken, and he hissed. Taking my mouth with his, his kiss was angry, hungry,
and powerful. He was impatient and seeking. I slid my palms along his back and
stilled them on his taut ass, pressing him against me. He was hard and
pulsating under the silk of his pants, the feeling alone made my insides throb
with wanton.

“I hurt myself too, Clea.”

He breathed out after cutting our kiss.

I was breathless and out of my mind. Sliding down, I
welcomed him, unable to stop myself from opening my legs to allow him access
with pure eagerness and greediness.

I squealed at the feel of his warm, velvety tongue against
my swollen spot. He sucked it with sheer gluttony, and groaned loudly.

Fisting my hands in his hair, I pushed further into his
mouth, asking for more of him, more of his expert tongue, just more. His tongue
moved hastily in a synched movement. It swirled endlessly, slid at my entrance,
and sucked. I felt the blood pound throughout my whole body.

“I missed how greedy you are, how sweet and responsive you
can be.” He rammed a finger inside me and I moaned loudly as my insides
tightened.

“Only for you.” I muttered, unable to say another word.

He sucked and teased with his tongue and fingers, building
an unprecedented pressure inside me. My hands fisted in the mattress and I had
no control over my body quivering and bowing as I stepped onto the ledge he
brought me over.

“Give it to me baby, to all of me, come for me Clea.” He
growled.

With his free hand, Landon rounded his arms around my
upper thigh and pulled me closer. I knew what he was asking for. I shattered
into pieces as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. I moaned and wrenched his
soft strands as he made my climax slow and endless.

“I love you Landon.” I heaved as I reached for him to pull
him up.

I could taste myself when I sealed our lips for a
demanding kiss. I slid my hands between us and grabbed him.

He wasn’t expecting it, but he missed it. He eyes shut as
he hissed loudly.

“Open your eyes Landon.”

Pushing him away, I kept my palm around his penis, stood
on my knees, and brought him up with me. As I stroked him, his eyes fell shut
again. I watched him intently, the way the movement of my hand affected his
breathing, his muscles tightened all the way down his happy trail. The blood
vibrated through our skins and I pleaded one more time,

“Look at me baby.”

“I can’t.” He said; his voice was hoarse and raw. Wrapping
my other hand to join the other one, I stroked him, squirting a bead of
pre-ejaculate and leaning down to lick him.

Landon hissed, and pulled me up abruptly. Grasping the
back of my neck, he pushed his tongue into my mouth and groaned loudly. In one
quick and surprising move, I was under his weight again as he pushed away his
pants.

“I wanted to wait,” he said cutting our kiss, “But it’s
too much, I need to be inside you.”

I whined, rocking my hips agitatedly, “What are you
waiting…”

“Oh.” I squealed as he pushed inside me, signaling my core
to welcome the feel of him. I missed him, I missed the way he filled me, all of
me, as if I was really made for him… just for him. He was big, hard, and
burning.

Landon stilled my hands over my head, “This is for me,
Clea… just this once.” He was negotiating, yet I could tell there was no point
for arguing.

His thrusts were rough, he pushed steadily, demanding. I’d
never seen him like that, his face was hard, his jaw tightened at each pull,
his breathing was different and he didn’t look at me. For the first time, I was
scared, watching him and unable to touch him, comfort him, as if we weren’t
connected.

I cried out at one hard ram, “Let me touch you.” I could
hear the fear in my voice, I was hesitant. I had no idea what he was thinking.

He shook his head no and strengthened his grasp over my
hand, “Just this once, take all of me inside you.” He ragged, “I need you to.”

I couldn’t understand what was happening to us, until that
moment. I recognized his anger, his fear, and the regret in his voice.

I hadn’t realized I was so close to my climax when I felt
my legs stiffen, my toes curled forcefully to the point of hurt. Landon quickened
his pace, making me clench harder. My mind went blank for a moment, my thoughts
scattered all over the place.

He kept pushing inside me, “I’m not done yet.” He heaved
under his breath, “Can you do it?”

He finally looked at me, and without being able to process
my feelings, or how overwhelmed I was by what was happening, I knew I had to
give him what he wanted, because even though I forgave him for what had went
down, I could see that he didn’t forgive himself.

My mind drifted off to what he’d said to me back when we
were at Lake George; Landon needed redemption, and I wanted to give it to him.

He stilled inside me, his gaze connected with mine, his
expression galvanized me. He was there, somewhere. He just needed me to show
him that I was there for him and that I’ll always be. Entwining my fingers with
his, I enforced his hold over my hand and rocked against him; silently begging
him to take me.

Burying his nose in my neck, Landon exhaled deeply, and
pulled out of me, to push again. I was a damping mess, making it easier for him
to thrust inside me. My eyes fell shut and I buried the back of my head further
into the pillow, giving him more access to my neck. He sank his teeth and
groaned, thrusting restlessly. I shuddered under his weight. I wanted to touch
him, to reassure him, but I couldn’t. It was his way of dealing with what
happened and I had to let him do it.

“Fuck.” He rasped, stripping me out of my thoughts. His
hand moved to cup my face; I was unable to look at him.

“I’m so sorry baby.” He spoke again; his voice was like a
stab in my chest. I was supposed to make him feel better, not antagonize him.

I looked at him; his face sheered with sweat. He watched
me silently, our eyes linked together as he searched for a way to read into me.

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