Chapter 21
Landon
Going out to dinner with Mason and Leah is probably exactly what we need. It’ll give Nicole a chance to talk to Mase, and we all need to eat. Besides, who doesn’t want a dose of Leah’s good energy? That woman can turn anyone’s frown upside down, so I’m hoping like Hell she’ll be able to get Nicole to let go a little more. Or at least relax.
Don’t get me wrong. I love fucking our girl boneless, but it’s not sustainable. Wait. Don’t get me wrong with that one either. I can fuck all day and night and the only one who can match my stamina is Kerrington, so she’s got plenty of dick ready to go whenever she wants it. I’m just saying sex is not all there is to what we want from her. Free use is fun and all, but we want her heart, not just her body.
It's annoying that she won’t open up to us all the way and tell us what’s going on in her pretty little head.
Mason might be able to get it out of her, though.
“What should I wear?” Nicole asks from the bathroom doorway. I’m shaving and Kerrington’s in the shower.
“Whatever you want, Duchess.” She pouts and I suddenly understand that she doesn’t want to pick. She just wants to be told. “Wear my Henley and pair of leggings if you’ve got some. You’ll be in Kerrington’s coat.”
She perks right up and disappears with a smile on her face. There’s no good reason for putting her in our clothes when she’s got a fat suitcase full of her own expensive threads, but I love seeing her in our stuff. I don’t need a good reason. I just fucking want it this way. Guess she’s on board with that, going off the smile on her sweet face.
Kerr gets out of the shower and it’s hard to focus on shaving my jawline when he looks so goddamn scrumptious. His dark hair is slicked back and his muscles contract as he dries off.
“Want to play Control?”
With the razor poised to slide down my cheek, I send Kerrington a devilish glare. “It’s been a while since we did that.”
His grin goes a mile wide. “Is that a yes?”
“Fuck yes, it’s a yes.”
He slaps my ass and walks out of the bathroom to let me finish getting ready and to prep for the game we love to play.
When I come out, albeit it, twenty minutes later, Nicole and Kerrington are in the livingroom and she’s on his lap, kissing him.
Goddamn I love seeing these two together. “Ready?”
“Are you?” Kerrington cocks his brow at me as he slips his hand into his front pants pocket. A second later, the butt plug in my ass vibrates and I tense.
“Mmmph.”
“Words, Landon. Use them.”
“I’m… fuuuuck, I’m ready.” Walking with this thing going off inside me is a bit of a challenge, but I manage.
“What’s happening?” Nicole asks, a little concerned.
“You didn’t tell her?”
Kerrington shrugs as he gets the door for us. “Thought you’d want the honor.”
“Tell me what?” Nicole rests her hands on her hips at the threshold. “What are you two up to because I want in on it.”
Oh, she will be. “We sometimes play this game called Control.” Fucking hell, my dick’s already getting hard.
The fucker’s changed the setting to pulse.
“And what’s that mean?”
“I have the control.” Kerrington pulls out the little fob from his pocket. “And Landon has to maintainhiscontrol when he orgasms out in public.”
Her eyes blow wide as they sail down to my crotch. “And what happens if you lose control?”