Crash and Burn (Back Down Devil MC #2)(18)

Landon put his head back and exhaled. He tried to convince himself that it was just like the night before the reliever. Nothing more. Just some chick sucking him off before they got to the real business of the night.

The faster Avery moved, the better it felt. The wet noises of himself in her mouth, mixed with her own moans made Landon’s muscle tense. He wanted to explode in her mouth and he knew it would happen soon enough. When he thrust hard at Avery, he caught the back of her mouth and she let out a muffled sound and pulled away from him.

Landon put a hand to the back of her head and pulled her right back to him. There was no stopping. There were no breaks. Her job now was to suck and swallow.

Landon guided Avery by taking a handful of her hair. He worked her thin lips and hungry tongue back and forth on his cock just the way he needed it. When he looked down at Avery, he felt so f*cking close to finishing.

Then something happened to Landon.

He looked into Avery’s eyes.

Her mouth was full. He opened his hand and let go of her hair. Avery kept moving, back and forth. Those f*cking lips. That f*cking tongue. Her f*cking eyes. Her eyes were glistening. She was crying. Landon couldn’t look away. It didn’t f*cking matter if she was upset about something. The only thing that mattered was her mouth accepting his warm release. Yet Landon couldn’t stop focusing on it. Her eyes were speaking stories to him that Avery probably didn’t realize.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

He put his thumbs back into his pockets and felt the rush through his shaft. With a hard thrust, Avery shut her eyes and Landon began to come. With each spurt, he groaned. Then he saw a tear trickle from Avery’s eye. She hurried to wipe it away but it was too late.

Avery stayed with him though, slowing down, wrapping her hand tight around his shaft and pumping, making sure every last drop was out of him before she finally took her mouth away.

Landon tucked himself away and pointed to the bed. “You’re here tonight with me.”

“You don’t have to do that,” Avery said.

“I know that. I’m telling you what you’re doing. Take your pants off, get comfortable.”

He couldn’t look away from Avery’s eyes.

He felt his own conscience taking over, which was the biggest mistake. Any kind of care or conscious could easily get a man killed.

“Fuck,” Landon said as he stormed away from the bed.

He rushed to his bathroom and slammed the door. He went to the sink and splashed cold water on his face. He could feel himself throbbing in his pants, barely calming down. It wanted more of Avery. Landon wanted so much more right now. But it wasn’t the time or place. He had so much bullshit swarming around his mind right now.

Landon stood from the sink and looked in the mirror. The bathroom door was open and Avery stood there, leaning against the doorway. At a quick glance, he thought he saw a gun. He spun around fast, but Avery had her arms folded. She didn’t have a gun. She wasn’t a killer… and she had nothing to do with the bombing…

She stood in just her t-shirt and panties. The curves of her hips, and her sexy legs drove Landon wild.

He pointed to her leg and asked, “How does that feel?”

“Hurts,” Avery said. “I’ll manage.”

“I can take you to a doctor…”

“No.”

“Good. Then get in the f*cking bed. We need to talk.”

Avery backed away and Landon closed his eyes and groaned.

All Landon had wanted was a f*cking piece of pizza and now he had a woman in his bed… a beautiful woman.





nine.



Avery tried her best not to make it obvious how much she enjoyed Landon and his bed. The moment he stepped back into the bedroom she knew what was going to happen. She allowed it because she wanted it. Even with old feelings burning in her mind and heart the entire time, Avery trusted herself and even trusted Landon, which was probably a stupid thing to do considering there were intentions to kill her.

Landon stepped out of his black boots. He walked to the side of the bed and turned on a small lamp. He then turned out the main light in the bedroom and stood in the the glow of the lamp and took his shirt off. Avery saw some skin at first and she refused to blink until Landon stepped into the light. His beautiful chest was chiseled and complete with muscles and intricate tattoos on his chest. He looked at Avery with a pissed off look on his face. She moved to the very edge of the bed, not wanting to bother him.

She rolled to her left and did her best to be invisible while Landon fell to the bed. Her eyes were instantly heavy even though parts of her body were wide awake and in eager need of pleasure. Her panties had been wet, dry, and wet again that now clung to her. Just having Landon thrusting himself into her mouth was enough to make her feel like she could explode. Christ, he had made her nipples so hard they actually hurt when they rubbed the inside of her bra.

As her eyes shut, she felt a hand touch her shoulder. Stuck between then and now, Avery threw and elbow and said NO…

Landon groaned and gripped her shoulder tighter. He pulled her back and Avery swung her other hand, slapping him across the face.

When she realized what she did, she said, “Shit. I’m sorry.”

Landon curled his lip. “What the f*ck do you think I’m…”

Suddenly, Avery knew her eyes were giving her away again. Landon had been right, she could act tough, but there was no way she could disguise her eyes. Ever.