Landon's Obsession: An Endless Series: Book 3 (Series 3) Read Free

else there available. She knew the
score…at least I thought she did. This sneaking into my room was saying
something else entirely.
         “I like sleeping alone,” I snarled. “And I’m pretty
sure I’ve told you that numerous fucking times before.”
         I made a move to leave the bed but Crissy’s hand had
been traveling down my abdomen, not at all put out it seemed by my anger, to
latch onto my hard cock. I froze in my departure because she held one of my
most beloved parts, rather firmly, and I didn’t want her hanging on as I tried
pulling away.
         That would not be a pleasant feeling.
         “Auh, come on, Landon. From what I’ve heard you’ve
never had morning sex, because you never stick around long enough to experience
it. Let me show you what you’ve been missing.” She moved to straddle me.
         “Don’t.” I bit out crossly, pissed off that she wasn’t
listening to me.
         Her eyes flickered again with doubt, but again, her
expression remained sultry, and she began stroking me. Of course my dick liked
that. It didn’t care that I was furious. In fact, the emotion was only stimulating
me more. 
          “Are you sure?” She asked with a sly grin.
         Okay. She wanted to play this out, then we’d play it
out. She wasn’t going to like it though. I relaxed back, putting my hands
behind my head, eyes hard. “Grab a condom out of my shorts.”
         She smiled triumphantly and leaned over the bed, her
ass in the air, to grab my shorts. Opening the packet she smoothed the latex
over me. “I love your cock. You are both well endowed and know how to use it.”
She moved forward and slowly slid down my length, moaning loudly.
         I narrowed my eyes and gritted my teeth, making certain
no sound passed my lips. Sure, it felt good, like any pussy would feel, but I
was still pissed as hell.
         She stopped when I was all the way in, sitting there,
looking down at me with that calculating smile. She thought she was the one in
control, but she didn’t know shit. I knew in the back of her mind that she’d
always had this plan; that she would be the one to capture me, snag the great
Landon McKay and his billions, but she’d just been deluding herself…like many
others.
         Greedy fucking bitches.
         “Are you going to move, or what? I’ve got things to
do.” I asked in a bored voice.
         Both her eyes and face twitched with doubt this time,
but she must have become desensitized to my temper because she began to move;
up and down, rocking and twisting. She was giving it her all and my cock did
appreciate it, even as I let my mind wander.
         The thoughts my mind drifted to were those times I’d
left the party to go home because I’d needed to get some peace and quiet from
all the ruckus of the party. Three straight days of partying could tax the best
of anyone’s stamina and enthusiasm.
         Thursday I’d gone back home around ten A.M. for another
shower and change of clothes. That new little maid hadn’t been in my room this
time, so I’d taken my shower quickly and then planned to rest for a little
while. However, I’d been unable to settle my mind for some reason and ended up
roaming the house until I’d come across the sweet piece in the East morning
room, dusting, ear bud’s on again.
         She’d been swaying those petite hips of hers again, her
ass dancing, her dark glossy hair up in a large messy knot with loose tendrils,
and I’d found myself hiding around the corner like some kind of stalker so I
could observe her without getting caught this time. I told myself it wasn’t
that disturbing. I was curious and just wanted to watch her unobtrusively for a
few minutes. No harm there…right?
         So for about ten minutes I observed her. She’d been
graceful as she danced and dusted. She’d also been damn cute when she’d really gotten
down during some particular sections of her music.