Forbidden Innocence (Book #3)

Chapter 3

Lilac's P.O.V

I knew Landon was up to something when he woke me up with breakfast in bed, which, in my opinion, was a lovely way to wake up.

We began our day by taking a hot, romantic bath. I couldn't help but tease Landon with innocent kisses all over his body.

In the end, much to Landon's disappointment, I got out of the tub with a smirk on my face, leaving him to stutter over his words in shock.

"Really, Lilac?" Landon fumes as he walks up behind me, momentarily distracting me from picking out something to wear.

"We needed to get out anyway, Landon," I turn around to face him, "plus, wouldn't you rather have me tonight?" I ask seductively.

He bites his lip unconsciously. "You're discreetly conniving, aren't you?"

Flashing him a smile, I return to picking out clothes from our closet. So far, I'm not having any luck, for starters, I don't even know what we're doing today!

"What should I wear? Considering you planned this whole affair."

Landon walks over to our dresser and drops his towel. His back, which is braided with muscles, clenches with every movement of his body.

My eyes skim over his backside contentedly, no concerns in my mind. As if sensing my eyes on his back, Landon turns around, giving me a delightful perspective of his... baby-maker.

A blush flourishes over my face effortlessly. "I need an a-answer," I stammer.

Leering, Landon walks over to me. When he reaches me, he takes my hand into his and rests it on his côck.

I stiffen, completely thrown off by his actions. The towel on my body starts to slip from my grasp, and with a little tug from Landon, it's on the ground.

"What are you doing?" I gasp.

Landon ignores me as he begins to drag my hand up and down his côck. Slowly but surely, my panic melts away and I begin to massage his côck willingly.

"Just like that, Love," Landon groans. Desperately, I drop to my knees and take him into my mouth.

It was glorious, feeling my mate jerk and groan all because of a few actions from my wet tongue.

Our mate bond didn't have a problem with reminding us that we could just skip the date that Landon planned and spend our time here, in our bedroom all day.

But, I actually wanted to spend my birthday doing something other than having sex.

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The darkness from Landon's palms prohibits me from seeing anything, supposedly so don't see my "gift" too early.

According to Landon, this is our first stop out of a total of four destinations.

"Where are you leading me?" I laugh. Landon kisses my neck but doesn't say anything to answer my question, instead, he lifts his hands from my eyes.

"Surprise," He whispers into my ear.

Turning in a circle, I examine the area around me.

We are in a large garage-like room, and from the looks of it, it was used to keep cars in maybe the nineteen-hundreds.

It has obviously been cleaned out and renovated.

In the center of the room sat a table with two bottles of wine in an ice bucket, beside that sat a tub of cream and a candle.

Despite the wine and ice cream, the building is pretty dull.

"It's the thought that counts," I say sheepishly. Landon chuckles sexily, his hands shoved in pockets.