Wanting Her (Loving Her Series) by Amanda Lynn

I respond.
                  "Sadie says that you're fucking her. By her, I mean Preston's mom." She gives Brooklyn a soured face.
                  "Okay, not that it's any of your business, but I am. We want to keep this between only us for now. We say when we want it to come out. I have--we have decided that if you would keep quiet about our relationship, we will make it worth it." I look over to Brooklyn, who nods.
                  "What would make it worth it is if you'd fuck me too. I don't give a fuck about Brooklyn or her feelings," Sydney threatens.
                  I notice Brooklyn tenses up at her words. "That's not going to happen. I'm only fucking one woman, and it's not you. However, if you sign a document stating your silence will be given, we are prepared to pay you off."
                  "How much?" Sydney inquires. I knew money would interest her.
                  "If you sign it and don't follow through with the silence, I will contact my family attorney whether we are out in our relationship or not.  Also, you have to leave me alone.  What's your price?"
                  She looks like she’s pondering the offer. "I don't know. You know how much I've been trying to turn you on to me."
                  "I know, but it's not going to happen. I'm happy. Let it go," I tell her, and her face saddens.
                  "I see that. I'll sign it, and I want her to pay me fifteen hundred." She points to Brooklyn. "She's the problem. She is the one keeping you from me. I hate her." Sydney scowls at Brooklyn.              
                  Brooklyn speaks up then. "I'll pay you your money, but you leave Landon alone. Don't look his way and don't even try calling him. I don't want you here, and I don't want you around my son. You understand me?" Brooklyn's pissed now.
                  "Yeah, whatever."
                     I hand Sydney a contract that Brooklyn and I drew up within five minutes. She quickly signs it and holds out her hand. "My money?"
                  I take it from Brooklyn, but before I hand it over, I reinforce our conditions to her. She nods and agrees as I hand it to her. "Get out of my sight," I tell her. She turns and leaves without another word.
                  I look over at Brooklyn, and she is still fuming. "I hate that bitch," she says as I walk toward her.
                  "I know, me too." I pull her into my arms. "It should be fine." I kiss her lips softly. She wraps her arms around my neck.
                  "What am I doing, Landon?" she asks as I kiss softly from her mouth, down her neck. "We shouldn't be doing this." I reach and flip the button on her shorts that she has pulled on over her swimsuit. I push them down over her hips, along with her swim bottoms. I pick her up, setting her on top of the counter. "Landon." She moans as I spread her legs apart, running my finger up and down her beautiful pussy. She lies back when I lean down, kissing the inside of her thigh. She smells amazing. I can smell her arousal along with the coconut lotion she rubs on her legs and the chlorine from the pool. I lick in between the folds of her sex, and she grinds against me. I push both her shirt and bikini top above her tits. Her piercing is so fucking sexy. "Oh fuck, Landon."
                  "I know, baby. I'm taking care of you. This pussy's mine." I continue to devour her as if I'm never going to eat again. I push my finger as I suck onto her clit.
                  "Yes....Yours." She screams her release as her pussy muscles tighten against my fingers. I quickly unbutton my shorts, letting them fall to the floor. I pull her pussy to my throbbing dick. I push into her, feeling her hot, wet center. I groan.
                  "Fuck, Brooklyn, you feel fucking amazing." I start