CHAPTER 34
CASHTON
Yes, I had gotten someone to infest their house with cockroaches. No, I did not feel bad about it, nor was I sorry. I wanted Landry to stay here under my roof. The last few weeks without seeing her had been hell, and now that I had her here with me, I wasn’t letting her go.
She had gone back to bed for the rest of the afternoon. I came to check on her, seeing that the dinner Angelina had made for her sat untouched on her nightstand. She wasn’t sleeping, just gazing off into nothing, as if lost in thought. Those beautiful eyes of hers looked so empty.
Quietly making my way around the bed, I pulled back the covers and slid in beside her. I contemplated if I should try to offer comfort or just leave her be, but I couldn’t stop myself from wrapping my arms around her. I needed to feel her, to hold her to me and do everything I could to protect her. Even if that meant protecting her from whatever thoughts seemed to plague her.
She didn’t fight back, letting me pull her in as she nestled into me, her body curling into mine.
“Landry, look—I just need you to know that you’re not responsible for what happened to Emory. Or your mother. None of it was your fault. Please know that.”
She ignored me completely, still lost in that head of hers, as she continued to stare aimlessly across the room.
“Will you please talk to me?” I tried again, needing to pull her out of this trance.
“I don’t want to talk,” She finally spoke after a few moments, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to forget.”
Before I could think of what to say next, she slowly lifted up from my chest, getting to her knees before throwing her leg over and straddling me. I looked up at her, so many questions racing through my mind as my heart raced at the contact.
“Make me forget, Cashton. Please.”
“Landry—” I tried, but she leaned forward and slammed her lips onto mine before I could argue. Gently grabbing her nape, I broke the kiss, forcing her to meet my eyes.
“Landry, I don’t know if this is a good idea right now. You’re hurting, and I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“Since when has that ever been an issue for you?”
A dagger tore through my chest, and her eyes softened in the slightest at whatever she saw on my face.
“Please, Cashton,” she whispered, and I could see the pain in her eyes pleading with me. She looked so broken .
“I need this. I need you,” her bottom lip quivered as she whispered those last words, and I could see the vulnerability flash across her features.
I didn’t waste another second, grabbing her by the back of her thighs and flipping her underneath me as I brought my lips down on hers. Her mouth opened for me instantly, her tongue clashing with mine.
Grabbing the bottom of her hoodie, I pulled it over her head before laying her back down below me. I brought my mouth back to hers, kissing her hard before dragging her bottom lip through my teeth and tugging on it, drawing a soft whimper out of her.
Making my way down her body, I kissed my way down to her bare breasts, worshipping her every inch of her before sucking one of the tight little peaks into my mouth. She moaned, my teeth nipping at the pink bud as I swirled my tongue over it, letting it out with a pop before moving on to the other one. My hand lowered to her waistband, slipping into her sweatpants and finding her already soaked and ready. I dragged my fingers over her entrance before swirling the wetness over her clit, feeling her hips buck into my hand as she begged for more.
Trailing kisses down her smooth stomach, I slowly grabbed the band of her pants and pulled them down her legs until she was able to kick them off. Lowering myself between her thighs, I dove right into her drenched pussy, my arms wrapping around her waist as I pulled her lower half completely off of the bed and began devouring her. She threw her head back in pleasure, her hands desperately gripping the sheets above her head as I continued feasting .
Sucking and biting, I swirled my tongue over and over, feeling her shake beneath me as I drew her clit into my mouth and tugged, my mouth latching onto her as she squirmed. I tightened my hold on her, devouring her harder and faster until I could feel her legs shake. She exploded in my mouth, my tongue greedily lapping up the wetness.
Lowering her back to the bed, I crawled over her until my face hovered over hers, her eyes shut tight and ecstasy written all over her features. I brought my mouth down onto hers, her hand lifting to tangle in my hair as she kissed me back.
Reaching down to pull off my own sweatpants, I positioned myself at her entrance, her hooded eyes meeting mine as I slowly pushed myself inside of her. Fuck, I had forgotten how perfect her pussy was. If I wasn’t careful, I would come immediately just from the feeling of being inside of her.
Wrapping an arm underneath her lower back and bracing the other next to her head, I slowly pulled out almost all the way, leaving just the tip in before slamming back into her. Her eyes rolled back, her back arching as moans slipped from her parted lips. Her nails dug into my skin, one of her hands gripping my back while the other gripped my ass, encouraging me to go harder. If she wanted to forget everything for a moment, I would make damn sure that I made that happen.
My thrusts came harder and faster, the feel of her incredible. Sitting up straighter, I grabbed both of her wrists in one hand, slamming them on the bed above her head. My other hand wrapped around her throat, not tight enough to hurt or cut off air, but still adding pressure to the sides of her neck. I felt her core clench around my cock as I squeezed a little bit tighter, her lips parting in a silent moan as she came all over my cock once more. Holy shit, her pussy was heavenly.
Her eyes fell closed, exhaustion taking over her—But I wasn’t done yet. I wasn’t finished until I knew she was well and properly fucked. I was going to force all of the bad thoughts out of that pretty little head of hers one way or another.
Pulling out of her, I flipped her onto her stomach and yanked her hands behind her back, placing her forearms parallel to each other and grabbing her small wrists single-handedly. I reached under her and yanked her hips up with my other arm, bringing her to her knees and using mine to spread hers further apart, giving me a perfect view of her perfect little pink pussy as it dripped all over the sheets underneath us.
“Cash—” she started, but I slammed into her before she could continue, her plea turning into a loud moan. I pounded into her relentlessly, my grip on her arms tightening as the fingers from my other hand dragged into the back of her hair, getting a firm grip and pushing her face further into the mattress.
Her lips stayed parted, moans filling the room and drool running from her open mouth as I thrust into her over and over. Shifting my hold in her hair to wrap around her throat, I pulled her up to me, letting go of my hold on her arms to bring her back flat against me and her head to fall back onto my chest.
Her hands came up to grab the arm holding her throat as I let my free hand roam down to her breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers as I continued to thrust into her from behind. She moaned as I toyed with her nipple, squeezing it harder. I could feel her getting close to the edge once more, her moans getting louder as they echoed through the room .
“I want to hear you scream my name, princess. Let everyone in the house know who’s fucking your brains out.”
I released her nipple, giving it one last hard tug before tracing my hand down her stomach and to her sweet little clit, rubbing circles over it before pressing down on the tight little bud.
“Fuck, Cashton!” she screamed, convulsing in my arms as she squeezed the life out of my cock, the orgasm ripping through her. The feel of her tightening around me pushed me to my own climax, my dick combusting deep inside of her as we came together, my grunts joining her beautiful sounds. I had made sure she was on birth control, having Kaptan hack into her medical records after the first time we fucked. It was probably a slight invasion of privacy, but I needed to be certain, and we hadn’t exactly been on talking terms in order for me to ask her myself.
Her body went limp, my arms the only thing holding her up as we both breathed heavily. Slowly pulling out of her, I watched my cum leak out of her swollen pussy.
I lowered her to the bed, resting her head on the pillow as I brought my lips to her neck, trailing a few quick kisses down to her shoulder before getting up and making my way to the bathroom. Grabbing a rag, I dampened it with some warm water before making my way back to her and gently running it between her legs, cleaning her off.
Her eyes had already closed, the multiple orgasms draining her completely as sleep consumed her, her light breaths steady as she peacefully drifted off.
Cleaning myself off next, I pulled my sweatpants back on and crawled into bed with her, pulling her back against my chest as I slid an arm under her head. I let myself shut my eyes, the sound of my name on her lips playing on repeat in my mind as I began drifting off.
“She told me about you once, you know.”
My breathing stopped completely as I listened. I didn’t need to ask to know who she was talking about.
“It was after one of our school football games. I remember how surprised I was to see her there since the cheerleaders and football players were the only ones still at the school, everyone having left by the time we had gotten done showering and changing. She was sitting by her car in tears.”
When was this? I remembered Emory telling me about going to a few of the football games, but I didn’t remember her telling me about Landry giving her a ride home. I waited for her to continue, her sleepy voice no more than a whisper.
“Her phone was dead and she’d locked her keys in her car. It was too late to be calling a locksmith, so I told her I would take her home, and that I could come get her in the morning to bring her back to school if needed. She told me that if I could just give her a ride home, either her parents or her brother could help her call a locksmith in the morning.”
I didn’t move a muscle, not wanting to miss a single word. My heart raced in my chest, my arms still firm around her.
“On the ride to her house, she told me all about her big brother. She said you were attending your first year at Ivybrook, and that she was so proud of you.”
My jaw clenched, tears pricking the backs of my eyes.
“She told me that you were into boxing. That you were studying Civil Engineering. And that you were the best big brother that she could have ever asked for. ”
She let out a soft chuckle at the memory, as if she was remembering all of this for the first time.
“At one point, I even thought she might be trying to set us up, the way she kept talking about you. I had told her that I would be going to Ivybrook next fall, and she had gotten so excited about introducing us. I didn’t put two and two together until I thought about it the other day.”
I couldn’t breathe. My mind raced, trying to figure out when this was. Emory would have been thrilled to get a ride from Landry, she was her idol. Everything that she wanted to be. I didn't think Landry had ever given her the time of day.
Her breathing steadied in my arms, sleep officially pulling her under. I didn’t know how to process everything she had just told me. I laid there for a few hours, her words playing on in my head before I eventually drifted off.