Plus, it gave me time to call Calum. I asked him to wipe my involvement from the EP database, and like the good friend he is, he did. He even told me that a different repressor has takenover the empty council and has devoted his time to making sure no one corrupt is left standing.
I’m happy it’s all working out for them, but I never intend on being a part of EP again. I don’t think Lan could stomach it, and I’m not particularly interested anymore.
Justice is no longer the center of my universe. I’m done chasing the past.
And by the time Susie leaves, telling us that she’ll be at Chastain when we visit tomorrow, Landon looks exhausted.
“That wasa lot,”he says, slowly making his way back to our room. “I think I need a shower and ten hours of sleep.”
“That… might be a problem,” I mutter, knowing that what I have situated over our bed might prevent that plan from fanning out.
Landon pushes open the bedroom door. “Why is…. that…”
His words trail off, his eyes staring straight at the two items sitting on the comforter.
He turns to face me, an evil grin shaping his lips. “Nate, you dirty dog. What isthisabout?”
“I thought you might miss it,” I tell him, taking his hips in my hands as I pull him flush against me.
“Yeah?” Landon breathes, rocking against me slowly as his big green eyes peer up at me.
“Yeah. Want me to use it on you, baby? Want to feel it?” My lips drop to his jaw, mouthing against it as his breathing begins to quicken.
“A-and what about you?” he murmurs.
“Not tonight. You’re tired, and this is a gift. A welcome home gift, if you will.”
Landon groans, as if the reminder that he livesherenow is too much to bear. “Yes, Nate. Fuck yes.”
I pull his shirt over his head before reaching for the button of the pants he slipped on as he dressed before allowing company into the house.
Once Landon is completely naked in front of me, I ogle him. The way his smooth chest heaves, how his cock is already leaking, and his nipples are pebbling.
I can’t resist the temptation to pull one into my mouth, sucking viciously as Landon moans and grinds his length against the rough fabric covering my thigh.
“Now, Nate,” he demands breathlessly.
“Say please.”
“Ugh! Really?”
I grin down up at him from where I’m bent over, flicking my tongue against his hardened nipple. “Yes, really.”
Landon groans, rolling his eyes. “Please,Nate?”
It’s sassy and sarcastic and not at all what I asked for, but I give him what he wants anyway. I like annoying him, not the actual conclusion.
Setting against the headboard, I set the supplies next to my leg and reach for him, sitting him in front of me with my chest to his back.
“You’re hard,” he murmurs, wiggling his bare ass against me.
“Mhm.” I grip his dick, giving it one loose pull.
“Fuck,” he whispers. And then louder, “Pull it out. I want to feel it against my skin.”
Oh, fuck. He’s going to kill me, isn’t he?
I remove my hand from his length and unzip my pants, pulling my hardened shaft from its confinement and laying it over the small of his back, giving one small thrust.
