Page 120 of Hot Cops

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 meethisbad 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.

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