by Lucia Jordan
What the hell have you gotten yourself into? You don’t even know him. There was no possible way this could ever end well.
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Unfortunately, the next day could not arrive quickly enough. Gina had wandered over every inch of Landon’s house. She’d watched a marathon of Netfilx shows and eventually gotten bored with that. She’d even taken to washing and folding what little laundry Landon had dirty. For a guy living alone, he was surprisingly neat.
True to fashion, she snooped through the medicine cabinets and found nothing stronger than Tylenol. She didn’t know why she was surprised, but it made her feel better. There were also some things she noticed. There were no photo albums or pictures anywhere in the house. The walls boasted of expensive art or beautiful scenery but there wasn’t a single family photo anywhere. She found this odd, especially since her chosen occupation was photography. There were some empty hooks and nails on the walls, looking as if at one time there had been pictures. Lydia must have taken them.
Oscar barked eagerly around her feet as she moved through the house. She bent down and scooped the shaggy little puppy to her chest. He licked her face excitedly and yipped twice.
“I know. He’ll be home in a few hours,” she said as she scratched behind his ear. He wiggled in her arms until his belly was facing up, begging to be scratched.
“I’m excited too,” she said as she obliged.
She sat Oscar on the floor and he darted off to the glass doors and stopped abruptly. He gave a little twirl and pawed at the door. She chuckled as she grabbed her camera from the counter and followed the little dog outside.
He was off like a shot, chasing a bird that had dared enter the dog’s domain. Gina laughed as she snapped pictures of the loving little mutt.
She lost track of how long they’d been out there and it was only after she noticed the sun was beginning to slip into the horizon that she called Oscar.
“Come on little man.”
Oscar abandoned rooting around in the bushes for a four legged intruder. He bounded into the house, his nails clicking on the tile.
Gina fed him and made herself a sandwich. After eating they made their way up the stairs and into Landon’s room. It was the only place that Oscar would sleep. It had taken her several hours the night before to figure this out. It was only after Oscar had made several trips into the room she’d been staying in, whining and barking, that she realized that—according to the dog—she was supposed to sleep with him.
He’d climbed into the middle of Landon’s bed and looked up at her expectantly. After she’d crawled between the blankets, Oscar curled into her side and slept there for the rest of the night.
“Come on you little pest,” she said as they climbed the stairs. The house was completely dark, except for the light that was on at the top of the stairs. Gina placed her ice water on the night stand. Landon had called saying that he was running late because of flight delays. It would be closer to midnight before he got back.
Gina lay on her back, wearing a pair of short jogging shorts and a tank top. As she stared at the shadows that danced over the ceiling, her mind began to drift to Landon. After moving in with her brother, she’d never expected to sleep with the next-door neighbor. In fact, she hadn’t pictured herself sleeping with anyone ever again. It was funny how all that had changed.
She’d seen several girls go in and out of her brother’s house and she was thankful for the ability to hide next door. She wasn’t really sure she would be able to handle the vocal gymnastics of another student.
As her mind drifted, she began to compare Zane and Landon. While there was really no comparison between the two, she realized that, after having slept with Landon and the sexy little scene in her room, something was slowly starting to change inside of her. She really couldn’t put a finger on it, but she felt different.
Her eyes began to drift shut. The last thoughts she had were of Landon’s hands roaming over her body and teasing her into a fever pitch.
“Right there,” she moaned. Gina arched her back from the bed as she clutched at the quilt. She knew she was dreaming and she refused to wake up. Landon looked up from between her legs, her juices glistening in the raw stubble on his face. A wicked smile curved his lips as his tongue darted out and plunged into her depths.
Her hand reached up and began to roll her nipples as he rolled her hips in rhythm to his thrusting tongue. Higher and higher she climbed…
Gina gasped and her eyes snapped opened. It wasn’t a dream. Landon was situated between her thighs and stroking her inner folds with his tongue. How in the hell had that happened? The thought vanished as a wave of pleasure shivered through her.
“Fuck,” she hissed.
“Ahhh, my good girl is awake,” he murmured from her depths. “I’ve thought of nothing but this pussy for days.”
As if to emphasis his point he plunged two fingers inside her tight opening and slowly began to stretch her. She clutched at his bare back, digging her nails into his shoulders.
“You taste so good.” He held her tightly to his mouth as he tortured her with his tongue. Deeper and deeper he pushed into her, swirling and tasting, teasing and lapping.
“Landon,” she panted as she ran her hands through his hair and pressed him tighter.
He slowed his administrations and pulled away from her, much to her dismay. “I do recall,” he began as he slithered up her body and covered it with his. “I do recall I owe you punishment.”
“Do whatever you want,” she all but moaned.
A dark look crossed his eyes. “Be careful what you say,” he coaxed lightly as he squeezed her breast. The weight was significant but it wasn’t uncomfortable. He gripped her wrists and brought them above her head, pinning them roughly to the mattress. Then, he slowly sat up and straddled her stomach. His straining cock was inches from her face. She licked her lips eagerly.
She was so distracted by the thick velvety head and the glistening moisture at the tip that she didn’t notice he’d tied her to the headboard. When she tried to move she quickly realized she was restrained. Excitement plunged through her.
“Are they too tight?” he asked, watching her face for a reaction.
“No.”
“Good girl.” Leaning down, he pushed his mouth against hers. She could taste the saltiness of her arousal on his lips and she groaned against him.
“I told you when I got back I was going to show you things that would blow your mind.”
“Aren’t you tired?”
He slipped off her and stood beside the bed. Slowly he gripped his erection and began to run his hand up and down the shaft in long smooth strokes. His thumb came up and brushed over the swollen head, smearing the drops of come along the tip. Gina licked her lips, suddenly very eager to taste him. She’d tried to two nights before, but he’d refused to allow her to pleasure him.
“What do you want, Gina?” His voice was low and husky and her skin erupted into goosebumps just at the sound of it. She lifted her eyes to his. He was watching her while still languidly stroking his cock.
“You,” she whispered.
“What’s that? I couldn’t hear you.”
She cleared her throat. “You. I want to taste you.”
“That’s a good girl. You’ve got to tell me what you want. I know what you want because I can see it in your eyes, but you need to voice what you want. In my house, in my bedroom, and in my bed, you can be safe to say what you want.” He groaned a little. Gina’s lips were parted as her breathing became shallow. Watching him stroke that glorious cock was causing her to heat up. She could feel moisture pooling between her thighs as her clit throbbed painfully. Her nipples were tight and she longed to reach down and touch them.
Somehow she knew that Landon was safe, but could she really let go? Was it something she could do, throw caution into the wind like that?
Reaching down, Landon plucked a nipple between his fingers and began to roll it back and forth, pulling a low breathy moan f
rom her lips. The more pressure he applied the more her body began to quiver.
“What is it you want, Gina?”
Her eyes darted to his cock and her mouth nearly watered. She’d never enjoyed sucking dick before. In fact, Zane had made it a horrible experience, but there was just something about Landon…
Stop comparing the two of them.
She sucked in a deep breath and lifted her eyes to meet his lust filled, whiskey colored ones. “I want to taste your cock,” she said proudly. He made a grunting noise and she continued.
“I want to suck you until you come down my throat.”
“Shit,” he growled as he released his cock and knelt on the bed beside her head. “If you want it, then take it.”
Gently he guided the beautiful tip against her closed mouth where she pressed a kiss to the velvety warmth. When she pulled away she could feel his moisture on her lips. She could wait no longer as her tongue darted out and licked away his juices. She moaned and slipped her tongue out to tease the head. Slowly she flattened her tongue to allow him entrance into her mouth. As he slowly pushed into the recesses, her pussy began to throb uncontrollably.
After tucking her teeth safely behind her lips she began to work her mouth up and down the shaft sucking and teasing with her tongue. She fought against her restraints, trying to get free to touch him. One of his hands remained on his shaft, while with his other he clutched at her head. The wet sucking sound mingled with his groans of pleasure.
Finally he withdrew from her mouth with a soft, pop. She whimpered in protest.
“So eager,” he said as he drew an index finger between the valley of her breasts, down her abdomen and gently into her soaked folds.
Gina gasped and arched her hips into his fingers but as she did, he moved away.
“Tsk, tsk. Can’t get ahead of ourselves now, can we?”
She watched from the dim light of the lamp as he reached into a bag on the floor. He removed a box and withdrew the contents. It was a silk blindfold.
“Do you want this?’ he asked.
“Yes,” she said excitedly.
He chuckled and knelt on the bed beside her once more. Gently he pulled the mask over her face and settled it over her eyes. Everything was cast into darkness and her senses were brought to high alert. She was more keenly aware of everything around her. Her breathing was louder but she could also hear Landon’s breathing as well.
“You’ve heard of sensory deprivation before, right?”
“I—I think so,” she said. Her nerves were pulled tight with anticipation of what was yet to come.
“Well, it is often used in sex to heighten one’s experience.” After he spoke she felt something soft being pulled across her stomach. Then it was gone. He continued to speak. “Everything becomes more sensitive. Take one sense away and the others will take over.”
He leaned down and brushed his lips against the shell of her ear. “Hearing.” The warmth of his breath caused her nipples to tighten and the dull ache between her legs to ratchet up a notch.
“Taste.”
At that moment she felt something warm being dribbled onto her lips. Drip. Drip. Drip. Curiously the tip of her tongue darted out and she discovered it was chocolate. It was insanely sweet and intoxicating. Before she could get it licked away, she felt Landon’s mouth press against hers, his tongue lapping at her lips, licking the chocolate from them. He then deepened the kiss and she could then taste the sweet substance on his tongue. Her mind felt as if it were going to explode from sensory overload.
But just as quickly as he’d begun to kiss her, he stopped, pulling his mouth away.
She whimpered in protest.
“And then we have…touch.”
Something soft was pulled across her stomach. It felt like rabbit fur but it was hard to tell. Slowly he rubbed the softness against her. She began to arch up into his touch. He pulled it across her nipples and Gina was fairly certain her mind was going to explode.
“Shit,” she gasped as with one hand he teased her nipples with the soft fur, and with the other hand he plunged a finger deep inside her dripping hole.
“Your body starts reacting and doesn’t know which pleasure to focus on,” he coaxed as he slipped a second finger into her and stroked her clit with his thumb.
He was right, she couldn’t focus on the pleasure he was causing on her nipples or the slamming waves of desire he was bringing down on her clit. She felt like she was about to split in two. Her head was spinning as she cried out.
“Landon,” she wailed. She felt her body tighten around his fingers and just as she thought she was going to explode, he withdrew.
“Arghhhh! No,” she screeched.
She was rewarded by his deep rumbling chuckle. “See, you’re getting so close you get frustrated. Don’t worry, love, I’ll take you there.”
She felt the bonds on her hands loosen and she was free. She blindly launched herself into a sitting position and reached for him and just as her fingers grazed his skin.
“Denying pleasure is another form of high. Now, turn over and put your head on the pillow and lift that beautiful ass of yours.”
Quickly, she did as she was told, brazenly presenting him with her posterior. She knew she should feel embarrassment but there was none. Only a burning desire deep down to please not only him but to reach for her own release.
His hands gripped both cheeks and spread them wide. The pad of his thumb pressed against the tiny pucker of her ass and she shuddered. She’d never had anyone do that before. It both excited and terrified her.
Moving from her ass, Landon slipped his fingers down and through her juices and then brought them back up to circle the tiny star. He repeated this process several times and each time his finger dipped into her pussy she cried out into the pillow. She reached back to clutch him but grasped at nothing but air.
“Keep your hands above your head and your forehead on the pillow. Don’t move from that position.” His voice was firm and demanding. Excitement surged through her like electricity. Slowly his fingers began dipping and spreading her juices all around her, making sure she was slick.
“Relax,” he coaxed as he gently massaged the area around her ass.
At first the pressure was almost more than she could handle. She wanted to tell him to stop but it eased up almost immediately as he coaxed his finger into the tight opening. A new wave of pleasure so intense and so wide swept over her it took her breath away, leaving her panting and gasping for air.
“Landon…f—fuuuck,” she screamed as her back arched. It was a matter of seconds before she exploded with the most blinding orgasm she’d ever felt before. He didn’t give her time to recover either because as soon as he removed his fingers his cock was sliding deep inside her pussy.
“You’re so tight. Damn you feel good,” he growled as he gripped her ass tightly and plowed into her.
“Oh yes, Landon. Right there. Harder, please, fuck me harder,” she screamed.
And harder he moved into her, slamming his entire length deep inside her until he reached the barrier of her cervix. There was slight discomfort for her at his deepness but it was overshadowed by the sensations blasting her from all directions.
Landon’s palm opened and slammed against her ass, causing her to throw her head back and howl. She pushed herself up on to all fours and another hand landed against her. “Down,” he barked as he rode her.
She squealed as the pain ripped her apart and the pleasure sewed her back together. Over and over again he drove into her. The orgasm wasn’t building in just one spot. Her entire body was humming wildly with it, and for a brief moment she was most certain that once she came, she was going to explode into thousands of pieces and would not be able to function again.
“Are you going to come for me baby?”
“Oh yes. Make me come, please Landon, I need to come.”
He grunted as he gripped her hips and pushed and pulled her against him. It was taking ever last fiber of his b
eing not to blow his shit all over the place. Her pussy was throbbing wildly around his cock as he slid through her wetness. He’d never felt anything as marvelous as her tight hole.
The tips of his fingers bit into her hips and he knew undoubtedly that she would have bruises, however at that moment he didn’t care. She was amazing. He could feel her release getting closer and he prayed that he could hold on until she came. He’d thought of nothing but having her spread wide in front of him from the moment he stepped on his plane until the moment he found her asleep in his bed. He’d beat off to the thought of her round and beautiful tips bouncing wildly as he nailed her. He’d also beat off in the shower at the thought of her lips wrapped tightly around his cock as he fucked her mouth.
His balls tightened. It wouldn’t be much longer. Reaching around in front of her, his fingers sought out the magic spot that would make her come immediately. He was right because as soon as he pressed his finger against her swollen clit, she screamed wildly and slammed her ass back into him.
That was all it took, because she started to come, he did as well. He plowed deep inside her one final time, allowing her quivering walls to pull every last drop from him.
Gina felt as if she’d been ripped into a million pieces. Everything was intense. Sounds were muffled because of the throbbing in her ears. Her body felt like it was one raw nerve ending. Everything was so intense.
She wasn’t sure when he pulled out of her but, as he did, he lay beside her and tucked her against his muscular frame. Their bodies were slick with sweat and strands of hair clung to her forehead.
“That was intense,” she whispered.
“Sex done that way often is.”
She swallowed hard. “Is that something you do…often?”
He was silent for a long period of time before answering. “Not in a very long time. I’ve not allowed myself to lose control like that in a while.”
“Me neither,” she said.
“I somehow think that is the first time you’ve ever lost control.”
“You wouldn’t be wrong,” she answered softly.