Landon: Justice Series ― Erotica Paranormal Romance

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Authors: Kathi S. Barton
bag. The door opening had her looking at him.
    Neither of them spoke, but she did look at him. He was handsome. No, that didn’t even begin to cover what he was. The man was devastating. Dark hair, darker eyes. His skin was tanned, his body muscled. And even though they’d just had the most incredible sex of her life, she hadn’t really gotten to see a great deal of him. But Dillon had a feeling it was just as beautiful as she could see now.
    “You all right? I wasn’t sure, but when I put you on the seat, I figured you didn’t scream, so I must not have hurt you too much. Was I right?” She nodded at him. She was sore, but she knew that telling him that would have him looking more crossly at her. “I never meant for that to happen.”
    “Yes you did. Don’t lie to me, Landon.” He nodded and looked away until she said his name. “Are you all right?”
    He looked to where he’d been standing, then back at her. She had a feeling that there was something more there than just a wall surrounding an empty building. When his cell phone rang, she stared at it, thinking that…well, she wasn’t sure what to think. Other than that it was on the dash of his truck, not in his pocket. And most certainly not with him to be using it. When he picked it up, he got into the truck just as he answered it.
    He looked at her as the person on the other end of the line was yelling. Dillon couldn’t make out the words, but she could hear the excitement in his voice. Landon told him they’d be right there, and then put the phone back on the dash without moving. Whatever had happened, either to the other man or to Landon, he wasn’t moving to wherever he was supposed to be going right away.
    “My friend, his wife is in labor.” Dillon nodded but said nothing. “They’re all on their way to the hospital. I told them we’d go too.”
    “I don’t know your friend. Hell, I don’t know you.” He looked at her legs, bare and stretched out in front of her. “Okay, we had sex, but we don’t know each other.”
    He sat there for several minutes. Long minutes where her mind was doing all sorts of scenarios about how they were not suited, how she was in trouble. How, in the event she missed it, he was really wealthy and she wasn’t even who she said she was.
    “I’d like that.”
    She asked him what he’d like. It was the grin he gave her, the one that said that they were no longer on the same conversation, that made her wet again. “What is it you’d like, other than sex again?”
    “Both. To get to know you, as well as the sex. It was...I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed it that much before.” She flushed hotly and told him to grow up. “I could take you again. Right now, and enjoy it a great deal. I’d very much like to lay you across my bed and feast on you first. Taste your skin and creamy flesh. Sample your nipples too, feel them in my hands while I suckle just the tips. Hearing you—”
    “You said your friend was expecting you.” He told her he was expecting them both. “I don’t know how I feel about being with a bunch more people I don’t know.”
    “They won’t hurt you or tell where you are.”
    She was still sitting there thinking about his words when he told her to straighten up on the seat as he started the truck. Tell. He’d said they won’t tell. Before she could think to ask him what he meant by that, they were speeding down the highway and she was feeling decidedly lost. Who the fuck had told on her?
    ~~~
    Landon wasn’t sure what to tell anyone about her. He knew that she was on the run. Grandda had confessed it all to him after they’d had sex in the truck. Christ. It really had been the best sex he’d ever had, but Grandda had told him what he’d done to bring them together.
    “I just like the girl. I’ve been to the house a few times and she’s been...well, your father isn’t the nicest of men. Did you know that he thinks that if you work for him, he’s allowed to have sex with you,

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