Landon

Where is she?

I've spent the last hour watching Lydia flirt with every available hockey player here. It's taken everything in me not to march over to her and go all caveman on her ass. The urge to keep her glued to my side was so strong. But now I can't seem to find the blonde that's been occupying my head nonstop.

Spotting Josie I made my way towards her. Out of everyone she'd know where Lydia went. On my way I spotted my mom talking with Coach Barnum, laughing about something. The sight had me narrowing my eyes but I couldn't focus on that right now.

"Hey Jo, " I said as soon as I was close. "Have you seen Lydia?"

"Oh, she texted me about five minutes ago and said she left."

My jaw clenched at her words. I had to stop myself from asking if she left alone or not. The thought of her with someone else right now pissed me off. We haven't flat out said we were exclusive but it was pretty much implied. It's one thing to flirt in front of me but another to take someone home.

"Thanks." I grunted. I missed the way Josie's eyebrows raised at me as I stalked off. I didn't bother say bye to the others as I headed for the elevators.

I wasn't sure if heading to Lydia's place was the right decision but I don't care. I've spent all day keeping my distance from her and I've reached my limit. Seeing her touch another mans arm, laughing like he was the funniest guy on the planet had me seeing red.

I didn't mean to snap at the poor kid getting my car but all I could focus on was getting to Lydia's place. I needed to remind her that she can ignore me all she wants in public but I'm the only one who belongs in her apartment.

The ride to her place seemed to take forever. I hit almost every red light making the short drive even longer. Pulling into the parking lot I forced myself to take a moment before I did something stupid, like storm in there and check her place from top to bottom.

After a moment I stepped out of the car and headed for the building. I noticed Lydia's car so she definitely was here. The concerned part of me that was worried about her driving home eased.

I was beyond impatient as I waited for the elevator. I was seconds away from taking the stairs when the doors finally opened. I was almost scot-free as the doors closed before they were stopped by a hand.

Clenching my jaw I stayed off to the side as a young couple entered the elevator with me. I had to stand there watching and listening as they whispered to one another, giggling. When they started kissing I wanted nothing more than to throw myself out of this elevator.

Maybe this was my punishment for being a dick and showing up to Lydia's place after she's flat out ignored me all night.

When the elevator finally got to Lydia's floor I literally shoved past the couple. I wasted no time in striding towards Lydia's door. I hesitated for only a moment before knocking. I jammed my hands in the pockets of my dress pants to stop myself from knocking multiple times.

A second later the door opened, a pissed off Lydia on the other side. Her gorgeous green eyes blazing. She was still in her dress from the party, the fabric wrapped around her body like a glove. She still had her heels on, those gorgeous legs distracting me the entire night. Those pretty red lips set in a hard line as she glared at me.

God I loved when she looked at me like that. That fire front and center. She could burn me for all I care.

"What are you doing here?"

"You left."

"Yes." She gripped the edge of the door. "Anything else?"

"Why." Apparently I could only speak in one syllable words. Those eyes narrowing.

"Why does it matter?"

"Because." Because I want to know if someone is in there with you. Because not being able to touch you tonight when you look like that was torture.

"I left because I wanted too. Now if that's all." She went to push the door close but I stuck my foot out.

"Is anyone else in there with you?" The question left my mouth before I could stop it. I told myself I wasn't going to ask but sometimes my big ass mouth doesn't listen to my brain.

At my words Lydia's nose flared.

"Are you kidding me right now?" She pulled the door open to face me fully. "You don't get to come here after ignoring me all night and ask if I took someone home." She brought her finger to my chest and poked it. "Maybe I did take someone home. Maybe he's on my bed waiting for me to get down on my knees and su-"

My control snapped at her words. Stepping forward I crowded against her, forcing her to step back into her apartment. I kept moving until I could push the door close behind me.

"Landon." Her voice lacked some of the heat from before. I know she was willingly letting me crowd her because if she truly didn't want me here I would still be out in that hallway.

"Would you like that?" I kept walking until her back was flushed with the wall. "Would you like crawling on your knees for another man?"

Her eyes flared as I placed my hands on the wall beside her head. With each breath her chest grazed mine.

"Do you think another man could make you cum like I do?" I wedged my knee between her legs, forcing her to part them. The hem of her dress riding up an inch exposing more of those gorgeous legs. I pushed my knee against her pussy, earning a soft gasp.

"Think any of those men you flirted with tonight deserve to hear your moans?"

Once again Lydia narrowed her eyes at my words.

"You don't get to be jealous when you're the one who ignored me the moment you walked into the room." She couldn't disguise the hurt in her voice.

"I wanted nothing more than to press you against that bar and kiss you, especially after seeing you in this dress." My eyes raked down her dress, my blood heating.

"But you didn't."

"You told me you don't want the others to know. That we should keep our distance in public. Pretty sure if I had kissed you the way I wanted all of our friends would know."

A few nights ago while the two of us were eating greasy take-out food on the couch after a few rounds of sex, Lydia said she didn't want anyone in our friend group to know about us. Wanted to keep it just between us. Which I agreed, not wanting to hear it from my brothers.

But it was her idea to keep our distance. Something I hadn't realized would be so hard. She had no idea how hard it was not to go right up to her tonight and not drag her home with me.

"I..."

"That was your rule." I reminded her.

"Yeah, well, you didn't need to flirt with someone either." Lydia shot back.

"Me?" I gave her a look. I wasn't the only going from guy to guy laughing and touching as she flirted.

"Yeah the leggy brunette." Jealousy clear as day in her voice. I started to smile, unable to help myself. "What are you smiling about?"

"You're sexy when you're jealous."

"I am not jealous. You're the one who came barging in here thinking I was with another guy."

My eyes roamed her face as I kept her caged against the wall. She was trying to hide it but I could see the hurt and anger on her face. She had no clue that I haven't thought about, talked to, or looked at another woman in months. Hard to do when my thoughts have only been filled with the blonde in front of me.

"She's the wife to one of the players and her son is in one of the little leagues at my rink." I said.

"What?"

"The brunette. I wasn't flirting with her. She wanted to thank me for letting her son on the team." I continued.

Realization and relief flashed across her face. I couldn't be mad at her for coming to that conclusion because seeing Lydia jealous did something weird to my stomach. I weirdly liked knowing Lydia was jealous. I don't think anyones ever been jealous when it came to me.

Lydia was too prideful to apologize but that was fine. I planned on making her come so many times tonight she'd forget all about the other men she flirted with.

"You can flirt with whoever you want but just remember," I moved my knee upwards, pressing up against her pussy as my hand came down to bracket her throat. Putting pressure between her legs and her throat I leaned in. "I am the only person that knows how to make you cum so hard your body gives out."

I loved the look Lydia got when she was turned on. The way her green eyes got this glazed look, becoming hooded when she looked at me. Her lips parted as her breathing picked up. Cheeks turning a soft pink.

When I pressed my knee harder against her pussy I was rewarded with a little gasp. Her hips pressing down against my knee.

I needed her to cum. I need to remind her who owns her body. Brushing my lips against the shell of her ear I felt her shiver.

"Ride my knee." I commanded in a whisper. She didn't need to be told twice, her hips slowly grinding against me.

In everyday life Lydia was the boss. She had control of every aspect and rarely let that control slip. Lydia was not one to let anyone boss her around or tell her what to do. So watching her do as I say, letting that control go, was more of a turn on than anything else.

There was not a more beautiful sight than seeing Lydia, pressed against the wall with my hand around her throat, grinding against my knee as she slowly came undone.

My dick strained against my zipper, begging to be let out but it would have to wait. I wanted to watch Lydia cum all over my knee and fingers before I fucked her.

"That's my girl." Using my thumb and middle finger I squeezed the sides of her throat. Hitting the right spot to cut off just a little bit of airflow. I could feel her pulse fluttering under my fingers.

My own breathing picked up watching Lydia get off. I could feel her wetness soaking through my dress slacks. She brought her hands up to grip my forearm of the arm holding her neck. Not to stop me, no to grip as her grinding got more erratic.

My lips curled as I watched her lose complete control. Her body shaking as she rode my thigh. Her eyes closing, mouth parted as she moaned. God her moans were the best sounds I've ever heard. My own little song.

"Cum for me."

It only took her a few more strokes on my thigh for her to cum. Body shuddering, fingers digging into my forearms as I squeezed her throat, drawing out her orgasm.

When I felt her slump against the wall I released her neck, moving my hands to her waist to grab her. In one motion I lifted her up, her legs automatically wrapping around my waist. She weighed next to nothing as I carried her towards her bedroom. As I walked Lydia kissed along my neck. Her teeth nipped at the skin making me grip the back of her thighs.

Entering her room I slowly lowered her feet to the ground. My hands gripped her waist, torn between ripping this dress off of her or demanding her to strip for me.

As much as I wanted to sink my cock into her I had other plans in mind. Reluctantly I dropped my hands from her waist and took a step back.

"Strip."

I loved how her eyes flared at my command. She won't admit it but she loved being told what to do. She didn't even hesitate in reaching behind her to unzip her dress. It didn't clue in that maybe she would need help unzipping until she easily reached back and unzipped with a flick of her wrist. The action shouldn't have been as hot as it was.

Keeping her eyes on me Lydia eased the straps of her dress off her shoulders. She knew exactly what she was doing as she slowly dragged the fabric down her arms, teasing me. My mouth watered as her dress dropped to her waist, baring her breasts.

Her nipples stiffened into peaks making me want to suck and nibble on them. Her breasts were perfect. They were the perfect handful and mouthful. I had to clench my fists to stop myself from grabbing her.

With a teasing smirk she wiggled the dress down her hips until it dropped to the floor. She's perfection. I couldn't think of a sexier sight than Lydia standing in front of me wearing a pair of heels and a tiny lace thong.

"Fuck." I muttered under my breath. I know she heard me as she ran her hands down her breasts, pinching her own nipples, before continuing downwards to touch her pussy.

"Such a tease." I said through gritted teeth. When she started to bend over to undo her heels I instantly stopped her. "No. The heels stay on."

Lydia bit her lip as she straightened, fingers finding the side of her thong. She gave me a look that had me nodding at her to continue. Taking a seat on the edge of her bed I watched with rapt attention as Lydia pulled her thong down her long legs.

Never mind I was wrong. Seeing Lydia standing in front of me naked in only a pair of heels was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. From the moment I met Lydia I knew she was gorgeous but goddamn she was something else.

"On your hands and knees." Even I didn't recognize my voice and how deep it was.

In one swift movement Lydia fell to her hands and knees. Keeping my hands to myself was going to be a lot harder than I thought.

"Crawl." Our eyes locked as Lydia slowly crawled towards me. The sight of her making me almost bust in my pants.

I couldn't stop myself from reaching out and touching her head as she stopped between my legs, settling back onto her heels. I brought my hand down the side of her face, trailing my fingers over her cheeks. Hand coming under her jaw I tilted her head back, thumb coming up to rub against her lips. Putting a little bit of pressure I smeared her red lipstick just a little.

Fuck me.

Letting her go I leaned back on my hands, keeping my eyes on Lydia between my legs. I didn't have to say a word for her to get the hint.

Moving up onto her knees she reached for the buttons of my pants. I lifted my hips to help her unbutton and take off my dress slacks. One of my favorite parts of foreplay was undressing. Having someone peel off your clothing, exposing your skin slowly. I loved the way anticipation built, each of you almost impatient to get the other person naked. All of that was intensified with Lydia.

I sucked in a breath as she palmed my cock through my boxers. I was so turned on that just a simple touch had my hips bucking. Lydia continued on teasing me making my resolve almost snap.

When her hand snuck under my boxers and gripped my length I let out a low groan. The glint in her eyes told me she was enjoying this. Payback for teasing her a few minutes ago.

Needing more I lifted my hips signaling Lydia to take my boxers off. In a matter of seconds my boxers being tossed over her shoulder and her hand was wrapping around my length. All it took was a few tugs to make my eyes roll back.

I could feel myself pulsing in her grip. If I wasn't careful I was going to blow before I was inside of her. Almost like she could read my thoughts, a warm wet mouth wrapped around me. My eyes shot open, looking down to find Lydia's mouth wrapped around me. I almost came to that sight alone.

Even with her mouth full I could tell she was smirking. She knew exactly what she was doing. I may think I'm in control right now but I was far from it. Lydia held all the control and I was putty in her hands.

"Holy shit babe." I groaned when she took me to the back of her throat. Those gorgeous eyes stared up at me as she held herself there. With that my control snapped.

Grabbing her hair in my fist I yanked her mouth off of me. I gave her no time to catch her breath before I was hauling her up onto the bed. Practically throwing her onto her stomach before grabbing her hips propping it up in the air. Fisting her blonde hair in one hand I yanked her head back just as I slide my cock inside of her.

The sound that came from my throat was more of a growl than anything. Lydia's moans echoing through her room. She fit me like a glove. Like she was made for me. With one hand in her hair and one on her hip I drove into her.

There was nothing sweet and soft about it. The two of us need rough and hard right now. Leaning over her back I brought my mouth next to her ear.

"This is mine." I grunted. "Mine and mine alone." I enunciated each word with a thrust of my hips.

I felt Lydia squeeze me with her walls at my words. Her moans music to my ears.

"Do I make myself clear blondie?" When she didn't immediately reply I brought my hand down on her ass with a slap. "Am I clear Lydia."

"Yes." She moaned. "All yours."

That's all I needed to hear as I slammed into her. The pressure in my chest lifting as I fucked the woman that was slowly stealing my heart. 

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I thought Wyatt and Trevor were dirty mouthed but they have nothing on Landon. I need some holy water now :D The one liners that come out of Landon's mouth is just *chefs kiss*