Page 43 of Rescuing Baylee

She drew back and looked him in the eyes. “Take me to bed, Landon Hunter, and make love to me.”

The words were barely out of her mouth before he was swinging her up into his arms. Baylee squealed, because it wasn’t a sensation she’d felt before. She was a solid girl, and itshowed how very strong Landon was that he could do this. He strode down the hallway with her in his arms, angled through the doorway and set her very carefully to the mattress. Then he moved around to the opposite side of the bed and laid down, facing her, completely clothed. The room was semi- dark, but she could see the shine of his eyes in the light from the bathroom.

“We’re still going to take it slow,” he rumbled, “because with the way I feel right now, I could do something to spook you, and I wouldn’t mean to. I’ve wanted you for a long time, Baylee Mitchell.”

She smiled softly at him. “I’ve wanted you for a long time, too. And just to be clear, I’ve been in relationships with men before, and I enjoy sex. But the trust has to be there first. I trust you, Landon. More than I’ve ever trusted anyone.”

They moved toward each other, and they met in a culmination of need. Now that they’d committed to being together, the restraint had all been torn away. Baylee started unbuttoning Landon’s shirt while he ripped off the tie and tossed it aside.

Sitting up, Baylee stripped off her blouse. She reached for the clasp of her bra, but Landon shook his head. “No, don’t take that off, yet. I want to do that,” he said, grinning.

Baylee laughed and reclined back against the pillows, stretching her arms above her head. Landon rolled off the bed, shucking his dress pants and shirt. Baylee stared as his broad body was exposed. Her heart skipped a beat as he turned to look at her. Landon Hunter had an incredible body. His abs were tight, and there was a dark trail of hair running from his chest to his waistband. Her eyes lingered there, on the bulge beneath the cotton. Oh, goodness…

“You are so incredibly beautiful,” he said softly, shaking his head. Then he crawled across the bed to her.

Baylee wasn’t sure about beautiful part, but she wouldn’t disagree right now. She’d been thinking the same thing about him.

Landon leaned on his elbow beside her, one hand reaching out to smooth up her stomach. His fingers teased at the edge of her no-nonsense bra, but they didn’t breach the barrier.

Leaning down, he began to press teasing little kisses to her skin, along the edges of the bra cups. Baylee could feel how hard her nipples were, and yet, he avoided them, instead working around the cups. She wriggled, wrapping her arm around his shoulders as he leaned into her.

Then he snagged a finger into the bra cup, and swept it back and forth, just barely brushing at her areola. Baylee gasped, her fingernails digging into his shoulder as he leaned down and pressed the gentlest of kisses to the tip of her nipple. Then he leaned across and did the same to the other one.

“Please, Landon,” she gasped, and she wasn’t sure exactly what she wanted him to do. Maybe that she just wanted him to do more.

Landon responded by licking the tip of her nipple through the cotton of the cup, then lightly nipping at it. His hips shifted against her, grinding his hardness into her.

Then both of his hands were gliding behind her back. Quicker than she expected, he’d unfastened her bra and was slipping it off her shoulders.

“Oh, Baylee,” he breathed, and he immediately took one of her nipples into the hot heat of his mouth.

Baylee groaned, her hands clutching at him as Landon worshipped her breasts. She stroked down his shoulders and the length of his back, her hips shifting with need. His own hips were doing a subtle grind, and she could feel her body loosening, preparing for him.

Landon pulled back, breathing heavily. “I need to slow down a little,” he said, laughing softly. “You’ve got me so on edge.”

“That’s your fault,” she said, smiling up at him.

“I can’t help it. I’ve been dreaming of doing this with you, to you, for so long…”

He took her mouth in a wet, sinking kiss, until he pulled away again.

He seemed to be content to explore her everywhere. Baylee had kicked her shoes off as soon as she’d walked in the door, but she still wore her cotton skirt. Landon ran his hand down around over her hip, and he started inching the skirt hem down with his fingers.

His mouth quirked to the side as he teased her. “This dress is very pretty, but I was wondering how difficult it would be to take it off you. Or maybe just shove it up and let you wrap your legs around me.”

Baylee’s heartbeat picked up at the imagery. “We can still do that,” she said, but he shook his head.

“Nah, maybe next time. Your scrubs are just as sexy. Walking behind you down the hallway, watching your ass, used to make my morning.” He shook his head at her.

Baylee barked out a laugh. “Seriously?”

He nodded. “I was very aware of you before I met you,” he admitted. “And now that I know you, the need is overwhelming, because I know the woman you are.”

Baylee glanced down his body, and it was very apparent he was happy to be there, rubbing on her. He hadn’t taken his boxers off yet, instead choosing to tease her.

Besides the physical, his words touched her heart. All that time, she thought he’d been pissed at her or something.

“You were just as intriguing to me,” she said softly, reaching up to fondle the hair at the back of his neck. She wanted to touch him all over and explore him like he was doing her. She wasbeing a little indulgent, though, letting him explore and tease. She loved to feel fingers on her skin. Maybe because she didn’t let it happen very often. Her lovers were few and far between, and it had been a long time since the last one.