"Aurora, baby," he whispers in my ear as he undoes his fly. He enters me quickly, finding his rhythm as he pounds into me.

"Bloody hell Aurora... You're f*cking perfect."

I'm moaning loudly. If anyone else could hear us, I'd be blushing, but with Landon, I'm not embarrassed. He takes me to places I've never been before.

My toes are curling, and I can feel my control flagging. This is what he does to me.

"Give it to me," he demands. "Let it go."

He knows me ...