Can’t Win Me Back

Landon slowly walked into the room. He was worried about waking the love of his life from her dreams, so he took his shoes off and went into the room in just his socks.

Lauren was curled under the blanket on the huge and spacious bed. Only her head protruded out. Her long black hair was scattered like ink dissipating on a white paper.

Landon sat by the bedside, gazing deeply at his wife's pretty face. He brushed away a strand of hair from her face with his fingers.

He was no longer looking around for anyone else. He only had eyes for Lauren.

"I can't believe so much had happened while I was away for such a short time."

Landon gently caressed Lauren's smooth face with his coarse fingertips, continuing to trace her lips and beautiful neckline. "I always believed I was the only man in the world who had you on his mind.

Your charm exceeds my wildest imagination. I won't take you out anymore.

"What am I supposed to do if someone fancies you? You can't imagine how much I couldn't stand what happened tonight. If that rascal wasn't Alyssa's brother, I would have treated him like a punching bag."

Unconsciously, he tightened his grip.

Lauren's eyes fluttered slightly as she let out a soft moan. Panicking, Landon quickly released his grip, fearing he might disturb her peaceful sleep.

Then, Lauren turned over. She lay flat on the bed. She had kicked her blanket down, revealing half of her body.

her nightgown became disheveled as she shifted on the bed. The delicate contours of her shoulders and the alluring curves of her bosom peeked out from beneath the confines of her nightgown, as if

was so consumed by lust that his shoulders

Do you really like my painting?" Lauren murmured

every word in the quiet

Landon was certain Lauren wasn't asking him this

"Cyrus."

Lauren, kissing her with an intensity that seemed like he was about to rip her lips off. The commotion

was initially mortified, but when she realized it was Landon, she relaxed her entire body. Hooking both arms around the back of his neck, she gently eased the intensity of

nowhere to be

when or where. If he wanted it, she would

each other for an

were often insatiable creatures. They sought comfort

the rascal do to you? Hmm?" Landon was still on top of her—a fiery possessiveness

what did I

sense he was angry, but she was clueless as to what she did wrong. Tears welled in her