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

I had been hoping like hell
at some point that she would break out in song, but she never did. She’d
probably been warned that my mother wouldn’t appreciate the help singing loudly
in the house, like they might at their own home.
         I don’t know why I found her so interesting. It was
like I was drawn to her by some unseen force; everything from my thoughts, to
my dick gravitated in her direction. She was gorgeous, but she was the
help. Mother would kill me if she found out I started something with her,
because then she would have to fire her. The girl probably wouldn’t appreciate
that either.
         But fuck…I couldn’t deny that I wanted to start
something with her.
         Subsequently, I’d watched her and grown surprisingly
hard from doing only that. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d grown hard
from just watching a female do something random…without her trying to purposely
arouse me. In fact, I’d gotten more stimulated watching her than I had that
girl who’d given me the lap dance several days ago.
         When I’d gotten back to Tommy’s party I’d found Crissy,
because she required less conversation, dragged her to a bedroom, bent her
over, and pounded her hard, with the maids face and ass in my mind. 
         Friday I’d gone back to my house and watched her dust
the books in my dad’s study. Then I’d gone back to the party and repeated the
process of relieving yet another hard-on.
         And now here I was thinking about that maid yet again,
while Crissy straddled me going crazy on my dick, rising up and driving down
hard, moaning and rocking in pleasure. At least she wasn’t faking it. The girl
liked her sex, even if she did use it self-interestedly.
         I started to feel the build up in my groin and spine,
telling me that my orgasm was only moments away. Calling up the maid’s face
again I let the inevitable climax overtake me, not bothering to wait for
Crissy. I tried keeping my face as expressionless as possible because I wanted
her to know all she was getting was my cock and its contents. That was all
she’d ever get from me.
         “Oh, no, no, no.” She protested breathlessly, rocking
and grinding down on me, attempting to reach her own orgasm. I was still
slightly hard inside of her so it was possible she could actually get it. But I
didn’t want her to have one…because then she wouldn’t get my point.
         Lifting her up off me I dumped her to the side. “I’m
done.” I informed coldly.
         “What?!” She looked at me in frustrated confusion, breathing
hard.
         I stood and grabbing a Kleenex from the table next to the
bed I disposed of the condom. Reaching for my boxers I repeated. “I’m done.”
         Her face twisted in frustration. “Well, I wasn’t.” She
cried angrily.
         Auhh, she was getting angry. I pulled up my boxer’s.
“You said you wanted me to experience morning sex. I did. You didn’t say
anything about getting anything for yourself.”
         Her eyes narrowed, and her chest rose and fell in
extreme agitation. She was starting to realize that she wasn’t in control like
she thought. But then she suddenly switched up and put on a pout. “Okay,
Landon. You’ve made your point. Please come back so I can get some relief as
well.”
         I reached for my shorts. “Well damn, Crissy. Here I
thought you were being all altruistic and shit.”
         Her pout fumbled and she scowled. “Hey, I got you off,
didn’t I?”
         I bent down for my shirt. “In a way.” I shrugged.
         “What do you mean ‘in a way’? I felt you get off.” She
scrambled out of the bed for her own clothes realizing I wasn’t going to be
swayed to her side.
         “I mean, that it was your pussy I was fucking, but I
had someone else on my mind.”
         “What!” She stood there pissed and naked, holding her
clothes.
         I headed toward the door. “I told you