She’d stayed. Again.
The thought should’ve triggered her usual post-intimacy retreat, the careful extraction from emotional entanglement and the reassertion of professional boundaries. Instead, she found herself listening to Erin’s movements beyond the bedroom door, noticing all the domestic sounds that suggested they were forming a routine together. Lena looked out the window, seeing the city wrapped in the kind of gentle fog that made everything feel muted and private, and she burrowed even deeper under the comforter, trying to hold on to the last bits of warmth.
“Good morning.” Erin appeared in the doorway with two mugs of coffee, her hair mussed and she was wearing an oversized Phoenix Ridge Fire Department t-shirt. “Did you sleep okay?”
“Better than I have in weeks,” Lena admitted, accepting the perfectly prepared coffee: strong, no sugar, exactly how she liked it.
They spent the morning in comfortable domesticity that should’ve terrified Lena more than it did. Erin made breakfast—actual breakfast, not just coffee and whatever was left in the refrigerator—while Lena found herself making the bed without being asked. Small courtesies that felt, to Lena, natural and automatic.
“We should probably do some work today,” Erin said over eggs and toast, but she made no move to clear the table or retrieve the case files.
“Probably.” Lena watched as the steam rose from her coffee as she became more and more aware of how right this felt: Sunday morning, shared breakfast, no urgency beyond thecomfortable pace of a weekend. “What did you want to work out?”
“I thought we could review the witness statements again and see if we missed any details or connections.”
Erin’s suggestion was reasonable, but her tone suggested she was as reluctant as Lena to introduce professional obligation into their peaceful bubble. Eventually, though, Lena opened the case files, and they were both sitting at the dining room table reading transcripts and flipping through crime scene photos of all the arson scenes.
They managed exactly forty-five minutes of actual case review before Erin’s frequent eye contact sent Lena over the edge and she leaned over to kiss her.
Before she knew what was happening, Lena’s fingers were tangled in Erin’s hair, and Erin had taken out the hair band from Lena’s ponytail. Lena parted from Erin, and looked at the bedroom then back to Erin.
“Yeah,” Erin said, even though Lena hadn’t asked anything.
They made their way to the bedroom, and Erin lifted the tattered shirt over her head, leaving the rest of her body bare. Lena’s eyes roamed hungrily over Erin, taking in every irresistible feature. She quickly removed her own shirt and guided Erin down on the bed, straddling Erin as she kissed her.
“Nuh-uh,” Erin murmured through the kiss. “It’syourturn today.”
Erin flipped Lena over to her side with her leg and propped herself up.
“And,” she said as she leaned over to the bedside table, “I have a couple surprises for you, if you’re up for it.”
Lena’s curiosity was piqued and she strained to see what Erin was grabbing. When Erin pulled back and showed her three toys: a small plug, a vibrator, and a double-sided dildo. Her eyes widened into circles as she took in the scene.
“And one more thing.”
Lena couldn’t possibly imagine what else Erin had in her nightstand, and when she pulled out ribbons that looked like satin, she smiled.
“Ahh, you want to be the cop today,” Lena said, a playful lilt in her voice.
“If you
want to, that is.”
“Yes, I’d like to try these,” Lena said and leaned in to kiss Erin, her tongue probing the inside of her mouth. She let Erin lay her down on the bed and took a deep breath as Erin ran her hand down her body, pausing at her nipples and pinching them lightly before leaning down and swirling her tongue over them. Erin continued down Lena’s body, worshipping every inch with kisses, until she got between her legs. Erin ran her tongue between Lena’s folds, and Lena leaned her head back against the pillow and closed her eyes.
But when Erin stopped, Lena opened her eyes and found Erin reaching for the ribbons.
“Lift your arm here,” Erin instructed, and Lena obliged. Erin slipped the ribbon around Lena’s wrist and secured it on the bedpost before do the same with the other arm. “You can get out any time you want. See, pull.”
Lena tugged her left wrist closer to her, and the ribbon fell off.
“That way you don’t feel trapped, but you still feel secured.” Erin quickly refixed the ribbon to her wrist.
“I like it. It’s very soft and doesn’t bite my skin.”
“Speaking of biting,” Erin said as she leaned down to kiss Lena’s mouth, then nipped at her shoulder and belly before nestling between Lena’s legs.
Erin made tight circles around Lena’s clit, and Lena felt the familiar jolt of pleasure arc through her as her body respondedto Erin’s touch. She grabbed the plug first and covered it in lube before placing it against Lena’s ass. Lena trained her eyes on Erin as Erin pressed the plug inside, and Lena felt it fill her as her ass relaxed to let it in. She’d never used a plug before, but it felt better than she’d imagined, and she felt her desire to feel Erin spike.
