Chapter 13
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Landon dropped Finn off after the Orioles game around ten. Then he went down to the pub, sat at the end of the bar and talked to Padraig until closing time.
If her cousin thought it was weird he was drinking alone, Padraig said nothing. Until last call.
“Going upstairs or going home?” Padraig asked.
That was the very question he’d been asking himself for the past few hours.
Landon shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Sure you do. Just depends on which voice you listen to.”
“Voice?” Landon asked.
“The one that’s telling you it’s smarter to go home or the one that’s telling you you’d be a fool to leave.”
“I’m in love with your cousin.”
Padraig rubbed his chin. “Well, Finn’s very fond of you too, but I’m not sure…” His joke fell off when he started to chuckle. “I know you are, Landon.”
“You’re not going to tell me I’m crazy? It’s Sunnie we’re talking about. She’s reckless and wild and she goes through boyfriends the way some people go through underwear. She’s practically been a sister to me my whole life.”
Padraig winked at him. “Pretty sure that sister ship has sailed.”
“She doesn’t want a relationship. Doesn’t want to settle down.”
“Yet. She doesn’t want to settle down yet .”
Landon blew out a long breath. “So I should listen to the voice that says go home?”
Padraig shook his head. “I’m not going to tell you what to do because it’s not my place. I’m only going to say this—life is too short for regrets, too short to not take a chance on your dreams.”
“Mia…” Landon started, then stopped, hoping he hadn’t upset Padraig by mentioning his late wife.
Padraig nodded. “Mia taught me that. She told me dream big. How big are your dreams, Landon?”
“I’m going upstairs.”
Padraig chuckled. “Good decision.”
Landon climbed the stairs, slowing when he reached the top and realized the television was still on. What would he say if Finn was still awake?
He continued on, only slightly relieved to find Colm sprawled out on the couch.
Colm sat up slowly when Landon appeared, his eyes narrowing briefly in confusion. Then he grinned.
“Which direction you headed?” Colm asked.
Like his twin brother, Colm saw everything Landon had been fighting like the devil to hide from Sunnie and Finn.
Landon pointed toward the hallway that led to Sunnie’s room, the opposite direction from the staircase that would take him up to the extra bed in Finn’s room.
Colm stood up and slapped him on the shoulder encouragingly. “Yeah. That’s what I thought. Good luck. And um, I think this is my cue to go to bed. Don’t want to run the risk of hearing anything you might do to my impressionable, sweet little cousin.”
Landon chuckled. “Surprised you managed to say that whole thing without laughing.”
“I’m a lawyer, used to spouting all kinds of bullshit. Just the same, if you do anything to hurt?—”
“Colm. It’s me.”
That seemed to be all the reassurance Colm needed as he headed to the stairs, his room next door to Finn’s on the third floor.
Landon walked to Sunnie’s room, the door ajar. There was enough moonlight streaming into the room to allow him to see her. She’d already kicked the covers off and appeared to be wearing the same T-shirt/boxers deal she had on the morning he woke her for the interview.
He closed the door and locked it. Walking across the room, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes and socks and unfastened his jeans.
“Scoot over, Sunshine.”
Landon sat on the edge of her bed. She barely stirred.
“Sunnie,” he whispered, gently pushing her toward the center of the mattress.
She rolled with his soft shove, slowly coming awake and muttering something incomprehensible before pulling the pillow under her head and settling down again.
He chuckled softly as he shucked off his jeans and boxers.
“Sunnie,” he said again, crawling in next to her.
She stirred once more, turning toward the sound of his voice.
“Landon?” she whispered.
“Yeah.”
She shuffled, her head lifting from the pillow as if she didn’t trust her hearing.
“What are you doing here? Wait. Are you naked?”
He grinned. “We’re going to finish what we started earlier.”
He recognized her hesitance, and he hated it.
“I…” She paused. “We need to be careful.”
Nothing she could have said sounded less like Sunnie than that. Landon had been waiting for a lecture from Finn throughout the entire baseball game tonight. It never came, so he realized he’d given it to Sunnie during Landon’s shower.
“We’re going to be careful, Sunshine,” he assured her.
She obviously thought he misunderstood. “No, not that. I’m still on the pill. I mean?—”
“I know exactly what you mean.”
“You do?”
“I do.” He pulled her toward him, kissing her, relieved when she returned his embrace, her lips going soft beneath him.
There wasn’t a shy bone in Sunnie’s body, so she lost no time taking advantage of his nudity. She ran her fingers over his bare chest, breaking off the kiss so she could look at him. He let her go, fully intending to take the same visual tour when he got her out of her pajamas.
“I’ve seen you without a shirt a million times. Why do I suddenly feel so…”
Landon forced himself to wait, to see what word she would use.
“God, I’m excited, nervous, and turned on all at the same time,” she listed in one rushed breath.
“It’s different this time.”
Her gaze lifted to his. “Yeah. It is.” Her hand drifted lower, gripping his cock as she had earlier today. “I haven’t had sex in over a year.”
He could tell from the slight wince that followed that statement she hadn’t meant to blurt that out.
Landon smiled, giving her a soft, quick kiss. “Me either.”
“You’re, um…well, at the risk of giving you an inflated head…kind of big.”
He laughed. “I’m not freaking John Holmes, Sunnie. It’s going to be fine. Promise.”
She rolled her eyes. “I know that. I’m just saying…”
“What?” he prompted, wondering what was worrying her.
“At April Fools, you told me what you like in bed, and I’m all in on…most of it.”
He recalled what he said, and he knew exactly what part was freaking her out. “Jesus, Sunnie. I’m not doing all of that to you tonight. And I’m not doing anything you don’t want or aren’t comfortable with.”
She nipped her lower lip, the gesture completely adorable, and for a second, she actually did fit Colm’s description of impressionable and sweet. It passed quickly when she said, “While I wouldn’t mind losing my anal cherry, I’m sure as hell not starting with this.” She squeezed his dick firmly.
Landon laughed so hard, he fell to his back, her hand slipping off him. “Oh my God, Sunshine.”
“What’s so funny?” she asked, though her smile told him she wasn’t offended by his humor.
“Anal cherry?”
“Well, it’s not like I’m a virgin any other way. You should know that. After all, you were the first one I told when?—”
“I know exactly when you lost your virginity,” he said, cutting her off.
She’d lost it to Jacob Payne after the Homecoming football game her junior year. Sunnie had only gone out with him for two months and the decision to have sex had been based more on her determination to get rid of her pesky virginity than on true love. She’d missed her curfew, and knew her dad would question her about it, so she had called Landon and asked him to pick her up from Jacob’s house, figuring Aaron would be more forgiving if she told him she’d been with Landon at the same party, and just lost track of time.
All that had happened was Aaron had read both of them the riot act, and Finn hadn’t spoken to him the entire next day, pissed off Landon had gone to a party without him. The silent treatment for the party ended when Sunnie told Finn the truth and insisted he lay off Landon.
Of course, at that point, the silent treatment lasted even longer. Finn was pissed as shit that Landon hadn’t told him about Sunnie losing her virginity.
Landon reached out, tucking his arm around her. Sunnie laid her head on his chest, the two of them quiet for a moment.
“You know everything about me,” she said after a few minutes. Landon couldn’t quite read her tone.
“I don’t think you can ever know everything about someone else. But it’s safe to say I know a lot.”
“You know a lot,” she said, adopting his clarification. “And you still want to do this?”
“Of course I do.”
She lifted her head, narrowing her eyes. “You think I’m a pain in the ass.”
He twisted toward her. “I haven’t thought that in years.”
Sunnie kissed him, her tongue touching his. They remained that way for a long time, their lips connected as they shared the same air.
He moved it to the next level, helping her sit up so he could pull her T-shirt off. He’d had his lips on her breasts earlier today, in the locker room, but this was the first time she’d been completely topless, his view unobscured by a shirt or her bra.
Like her, he took some time to enjoy it. To touch her and look his fill.
“Lay down, so I can take these boxers off you.”
She did as directed, lifting her hips as he gripped the elastic and pulled the last piece of clothing from her.
Sunnie squeezed her legs together briefly before parting them, so he could run his fingers over her slit.
She was wet and hot, just like she’d been this afternoon on his couch. He’d barely managed to stay at that goddamn baseball game, each inning lasting an eternity.
“Sunnie, I want to go slow, want to make this?—”
“Shhh. If you’ve learned anything in the past couple weeks, it’s that I go off like a bottle rocket every time you touch me. This won’t take me long either.”
He moved over her, her legs parting to welcome him between them. Once again, he let her guide him to her opening, and he pressed just the head inside. Then he paused.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked, when he made no move to go deeper.
“Finn.”
She laughed—and that was when he thrust in, her giggles morphing to moans.
“Oh my God,” she breathed.
He agreed. Nothing on earth could have prepared him for how good this felt.
He dropped to hold his weight on his elbows, kissing her as he slid in and out. He started slowly, giving her a chance to catch her breath, to adjust to him.
Soon, that wasn’t enough.
He moved from his elbows to his hands, braced his knees and started moving harder, deeper.
Sunnie’s grip on his shoulders tightened, her fingers digging in to his muscles there. Her hips moved in time, thrusting up as he pushed in.
After just a dozen rough strokes, she came.
Landon kept moving. Stopping would kill him. He had no doubt.
“Landon,” she cried when he withdrew.
“Turn over,” he said, helping her to her hands and knees. She groaned when he pushed back in from behind.
“ Fuck ,” she said loudly. “Yes!”
He was glad Colm had gone to bed and vaguely wondered what the hell Yvonne was hearing. Her room was just next door.
He gripped her waist, thrusting roughly, Sunnie matching him.
“Hair,” she gasped. “Do that thing?—”
He didn’t need to be asked twice…or once even.
Landon grasped a handful of her hair, pulling it.
Her pussy clenched in response. She was fucking perfect.
He lifted his hand, slapping one bare ass cheek, the other hand still buried in her hair. Sunnie exploded again, trembling violently as she came once more.
This time, he was a goner.
Landon jerked once, twice more, his balls constricting as he came.
“Holy fuck. Sunshine… Jesus!”
Neither of them moved immediately, locked together as they fought their way back to the surface.
Sunnie shivered as Landon withdrew, falling to the mattress next to her.
The room was quiet as both of them fought to catch their breath. Sunnie had reached out and found his hand. He held hers, squeezing it, as he tried to find the words.
Ever since that kiss at April Fools, Sunnie had consumed his thoughts and his fantasies.
She’d just blown every dirty daydream he’d had of her out of the water.
And while he’d been in love before, even thought he’d found “the one” in Audrey, he knew now those feelings had been lukewarm in comparison. If he’d married Audrey, he probably would have been happy, in an easy, comfortable way, but he would have missed out on spending the rest of his life with his soul mate.
Sunnie had been made for him.
Now he just had to convince her . She wouldn’t go down easily. Certainly not without a fight.
At some point, her brain was going to kick in, going to tell her what they just did was a mistake. Which meant Landon needed to be ready.
Or maybe he could just keep her in this post-orgasm fog for the next fifty or so years.
He released her hand and turned toward her nightstand. Switching on the light, he opened the drawer.
Sunnie propped herself up on her elbow. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Looking for your vibrators.”
Her face was priceless, the perfect blend of curiosity and horror. “Why?”
Landon didn’t answer her. He didn’t need to. He’d hit pay dirt. “Got it.”
Pulling the vibrator out of the drawer, he was surprised to discover only that one toy.
“That’s it?” he asked.
Sunnie flushed slightly.
“Are you blushing?”
She narrowed her eyes. “No,” she protested hotly, her face growing even redder. Landon had never seen her look even remotely embarrassed, so his interest was piqued.
“Where are the rest of the toys, Sunnie?”
She pointed down. “Under the bed. They don’t all…um…fit in the drawer.”
Landon got out of bed, despite her grip on his arm as she attempted to keep him from exploring further.
“Wait!”
He reached beneath the bed and found a handle. Tugging the box out, he whistled at the size of it.
Then his eyes widened as he took off the lid. “Sweet Jesus,” he murmured.
Sunnie’s toy box rivaled the stockroom of Adam and Eve.
“What the hell, babe?” He lifted several items that were still in packages, including nipple clamps, handcuffs, a silk blindfold, and three different butt plugs.
“I had a coupon.”
He shook his head. “Try again. Why isn’t any of this opened?”
“It’s new…ish.”
“How new?” he asked, though he had a suspicion. He prayed it was correct.
She shrugged, but he merely stared her down, waiting.
“I got it a few months ago.”
“Before or after April Fools.”
Sunnie rolled her eyes, but the pink in her cheeks returned and his question was answered.
“You liked hearing what I enjoy in bed, didn’t you? Turned you on.”
She grabbed the butt plug and nipple clamps out of his hands and tossed them back in the box. “Put it away.”
He shook his head, reaching for the cuffs and the blindfold. “We’ll start slow.”
She eyed the toys as he took them out of their packages.
“Why is the vibrator in the drawer and not the box?”
She lifted one shoulder casually. “It’s my favorite.”
“Perfect.”
He tossed the lid back on the box and toed it under the bed once more before sitting next to her.
“Landon, I don’t think?—”
“If you want to say no, Sunnie, say it and these go away. But you and I both know you bought them because you were curious.” He spun the cuffs around on one finger. They were velvet-lined, made for sexual bondage. If she really got into being restrained, he’d love to use the real thing on her. Roleplay with Sunnie would be a lot of fun.
Sunnie considered his offer, her flush fading as she crawled toward him. His dick went hard as she moved slowly, sensually across the bed.
“You know how to use those, Officer Riggs?”
Oh fuck.
It was on.
“Are you going to come peacefully, or are you planning to resist arrest?”
“I never come peacefully. I’m pretty sure you just heard exactly how loud I come.”
“Sunnie,” Landon said, his voice suddenly husky with need.
“Hmmm?” As she hummed, she reached out, intent on grasping his cock in her hand.
He took a step away. If she touched him, this ended before it began. He’d have her flat on her back and he’d be inside her within seconds, fucking her like his life depended on it.
This was one game he intended to play all the way out.
“You have the right to remain silent, Ms. Young,” he started, his deep cop voice capturing her attention.
“Can’t we work something out, Officer Riggs? Make some other sort of arrangement so I don’t have to go to jail?”
“Are you attempting to bribe me?” he asked, feigning offense.
Sunnie ran her fingers along his chest. “I don’t have any money, but…”
“But,” he prompted.
“Maybe there’s something else I can give you.”
“I’d be very careful, Ms. Young. I’m an honest cop, and anything you say now can and will be used against you.”
He purposely didn’t finish his line.
“In a court of law?” she added.
Landon shook his head. “In my bed.”
Before she could reply to that, he turned her away from him, draping her facedown on the bed. She struggled slightly, her resistance a token effort at best as she kept up the pretense.
“Please, Officer,” she said breathlessly.
Once her hands were secured behind her back, he drew the blindfold on over her eyes. Sunnie shook her head as he tried to tie it, and this time her struggle felt genuine. She wouldn’t like the loss of her vision—it would strip away some of the control she thought she had.
She was about to find out how little of that she actually possessed.
“If it’s too much for you, Sunshine…if you get scared, just say ‘cheerleader’ and I’ll stop.”
She snickered. “You’re so obsessed with me in that uniform.”
He followed that taunt with a slap to her ass. A hard one.
Sunnie jerked, in surprise and perhaps even a bit of pain.
“Ow.”
“What do you say to make me stop?” he prompted.
“Cheerleader,” she breathed. “But, Landon?—”
He smacked her again. “Officer Riggs,” he corrected.
She shivered slightly. “Officer Riggs?”
“Yes.”
“I won’t say that word. I don’t want to stop.”
Just when he thought his dick couldn’t get any harder.
Landon pressed her legs apart and sank three fingers in deep. She was slick with arousal and his come, and her inner muscles quivered, still sensitive from the orgasms she’d already had.
When she started moving in time with his thrusting fingers, he withdrew them.
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, her request earning her another slap to her ass.
“I don’t think you understand how serious your crimes were, Ms. Young,” he said, reminding her they were still playing their roles. Landon knelt behind her.
Sunnie tilted her head, forced to guess what he was doing, blinded by the silk over her eyes. She appeared to be listening for clues.
He grinned, wondering what she’d make of what she heard next.
Landon pulled the box back out. He’d shoved it away, wanting her to relax, to think the only toys he intended to play with were the cuffs and blindfold.
“What are you—” she started.
He cut her off with a hard spank. “Quiet.”
Sunnie pressed her lips together tightly, and he could tell she was struggling to remain in character. She was too inquisitive, too demanding.
Submission would never come natural to her.
Of course, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t enjoy it. Even now, the inside of her thighs shone with her arousal. She was very, very wet. And ready.
He tugged out the smallest of the butt plugs and a tube of lubrication. Landon opened the packages, watching her face, turned toward him as she still tried to figure out what he was doing. There was no question she was dying to ask. Remarkably, she was a quick study, and she kept her mouth shut.
Picking up her vibrator, he slowly slid it into her pussy, enjoying her soft moan of relief. That would be short-lived, but he let her think she knew what was going on. The thing was a rabbit, so once it was fully lodged, he lined up the clit tickler part, rubbing her clit with his fingers as she released a long, hard shudder.
She whispered “God” breathlessly, but he let her have that one word, not spanking her for breaking her silence.
Once the vibrator was in place, he turned it on low, enjoying her slight jerk and deep moan of desire.
Then he stood up. “Stay there.”
Her hands were cuffed behind her back, the vibrator in her pussy, but she wasn’t restrained to the bed. If she wanted to stand up, she could.
His request caught her off guard.
“Wait. What?”
He replied to her question with four smacks to her ass and upper thighs, each one rocking the vibrator deeper, her hips thrusting in need of more friction.
Landon bent over her, his chest pressed firmly to her back as he whispered in her ear.
“I don’t repeat myself, Ms. Young, but since this is your first arrest, I’ll say it again. Stay here. Don’t move. I’ll know if you do—and trust me, while you might like being spanked, I don’t think you’ll enjoy the feel of my belt on your ass quite as much.”
“Oh God. Why is this so fucking hot?” Sunnie completely fell out of character, and it took everything Landon had not to laugh.
Tomorrow, he was making a list of every roleplay he’d ever fantasized about. He and Sunnie were doing them all.
Landon nipped at her earlobe, letting that serve as his warning. “Don’t move.”
He pushed himself up, grabbing the butt plug and walking to the door. Sadly, she and Yvonne shared the bathroom at the end of the hall. He briefly considered throwing on his boxers, but that thin layer of cotton wasn’t going to hide the erection that wasn’t going anywhere until it was buried balls deep in Sunnie.
Opening the door, he glanced down the hall, sent up a silent prayer that he didn’t run into anyone—thus gaining the nickname Naked Landon—and he headed out, closing the bedroom door behind him to protect Sunnie’s modesty.
The gods were smiling on him. The apartment was silent, everyone sound asleep.
He washed the butt plug, then tiptoed back to the room. He opened the door stealthily, curious to see if Sunnie had obeyed his orders.
She was wiggling like a worm on a hook, her toes pressed to the floor, her hips in the air as she swayed, trying to steal whatever relief she could.
He’d purposely left the vibrator on low, knowing it wouldn’t be enough to push her over, just enough to keep her motor revving, her body reaching for more.
Landon shut the door with a soft snick and Sunnie froze in place, clearly caught in the act.
He crossed the room and spanked her twice. “What part of ‘don’t move’ were you struggling with?”
She opened her mouth, clearly ready to offer some smart-ass reply, but he spanked her again.
“Quiet.”
Time to up the ante. Show her exactly what she was in for with him. Too many years of listening to her call him Boy Scout were coming to the forefront. Landon grinned. Sunnie was about to meet his bad boy.
Uncapping the lubrication, he pressed the tip to her anus and squeezed.
She shrieked with surprise when the gel slid in. “Wait!” she cried out.
Landon ran the tip of his finger over her anus. “That’s not the word that’s going to make me stop,” he said, reminding her that she had a safe word if she wanted this to end. He prayed to God she didn’t use it.
Sunnie stilled, but didn’t speak. He could practically see the wheels spinning in her brain.
He didn’t give her time to think too hard about it. Landon pressed in, just to the first knuckle.
Sunnie, for all her wiggling earlier, had gone completely still.
He didn’t mistake that for disinterest. He had her attention—all of it. She wasn’t going to stop him. He was certain of it.
Landon pressed in farther, until one finger was completely lodged in her ass.
He considered asking her how it felt, if she wanted to go on. That’s what Landon would do. But they were playing different parts right now, and he knew Sunnie was enjoying that as much as he was.
“It takes a lot of work to subdue you,” he murmured.
Sunnie didn’t respond, and he realized she seemed lost in the moment. It was beautiful.
He took his time, thrusting just one finger into her ass, over and over, slowly, until she was relaxed enough that he decided to add a second, then finally a third.
The vibrator was still on low, still pulsing in her pussy.
Landon wasn’t sure how long he’d been playing with her, stretching her. He’d been pushing her toward her orgasm by inches. Last time, they’d both been too ready, too anxious to race to the finish line.
This time, they were savoring each and every moment, every sensation.
She shuddered roughly when he pulled his fingers out of her ass, replacing it with the butt plug and more lube.
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
Landon freed her hands from the cuffs and pulled the blindfold from her eyes.
Sunnie blinked a few times, adjusting to the sudden light. He hadn’t turned off the nightstand lamp, hadn’t wanted to miss watching her responses to everything he did to her.
“Roll over, Sunnie,” he said.
She smiled, aware that the roleplay was over.
He gripped the end of the vibrator, pulling it out as her back arched.
“I need…”
“I know,” he whispered.
He lifted her on the bed, positioning her in the middle of the mattress. The plug was still in her ass, adding a delicious tightness they both felt as he pushed his cock inside her.
Once there, he held the position, kissing her for several minutes.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his compliment producing a sweet smile.
Her hands rested on his shoulders, but after he spoke, she drew one palm to his cheek, cupping it, looking at him like he hung the moon.
For her, he would do anything.
He took her slowly, making love to her.
Landon knew the difference between that and fucking. He wondered if Sunnie felt it as well.
Her inner muscles clenched and Landon groaned. He wasn’t going to be able to hold back.
She was too tight, too wet…too perfect.
He kissed her until she turned her head, gasping for breath, her eyes closing as her orgasm crashed over her.
She took Landon with her, and he came, filling her, taking her lips again.
They kissed the entire time and long after, him caging her beneath him, his dick going soft inside her.
Finally, he pushed to the side, drawing her toward him.
She rested her head on his chest, and he thought perhaps she’d drifted to sleep.
“I need to take that plug out,” he whispered.
Sunnie lifted her head then reached back, taking care of it herself. He heard it thump once as she dropped it to the floor. She returned to her previous position without a word.
Sunnie was never quiet. But it was more than her lack of talking that took his breath away at the moment. It was the utter peace on her face.
She had a faraway look in her eyes that told him, for this moment, she was exactly where she wanted to be. That she didn’t have a single regret.
He prayed that contentment lasted until morning.
No. He hoped it lasted forever.