It was about to get nasty.
***
Later that night, after tucking Reagan into bed at my place, I walked into my bedroom to see Lennox on her hands and feet, ass in the air, doing what I assumed was the downward dog, a yoga position.
Her panties were spread perfectly over her sculpted ass as she rocked back and forth. Back and forth.
It put her ass in prime position for my viewing pleasure, and other pleasure as well.
After the day that I’d had, there was nothing else in this world that I wanted to do but get lost in Lennox’s body, which was why I had my shirt stripped off my in a matter of seconds.
“You think you could hold that position while I fucked you in it?” I asked casually from the doorway.
Lennox dropped her head until she was looking at me from between her legs.
“I could try,” she said silkily.
I admired her ass, before I rocked back from the door frame, grabbed a hold of the door, and shut it quietly before locking it.
The click was loud in the quiet room, and I enjoyed how Lennox seemed to quiver in anticipation as she rocked back on her heels.
When she went to drop to her knees, I placed my hands around her hips and pulled her back up as I pressed the hard length of my growing erection into her backside.
“Stay,” I ordered.
When she didn’t move, I hooked my hands around her panties and started to slowly lower them to the floor.
As I went down to my knees, straddling her legs, I sighed in pleasure.
I loved looking at Lennox.
Any part of her was easy on the eyes.
But the heat of her, the most succulent piece of flesh was nestled between her thighs, and already wet.
I could see the slickness glistening off the outer lips of her sex, and she clenched when I moved my hand up to run my thumb through the growing wetness.
“You’re already ready for me,” I observed, leaning forward to take a deep breath of her scent.
She gasped when my coarse beard hair met her inner thigh as she quivered in anticipation.
“Bennett,” she breathed. “My arms are going to fall off before you get on with it.”
I chuckled against her inner thigh, running my lips along the soft flesh.
“We can’t have that, can we?” I rasped against her skin before I stood to my full height.
The knit shorts I had around my hips dropped to the ground as soon as I pushed them off my hips, followed shortly by the boxer briefs.
Erection no longer confined, it bounced up to full mast, pointing straight to her pretty pussy as if it knew exactly where it wanted to go.
Fisting it as I stepped out of my shorts, I walked up behind Lennox, until the insides of my thighs touched the outsides of hers.
I worked my cock against the outsides of her lips, running the head up and down her sex, thoroughly saturating it with her juices.
“You know what I want to hear?” I asked, teasing her clit with my dick.
“No,” she panted. “What?”
I smiled and lined my cock up with her entrance before slowly starting to push inside.
“I want to hear the words,” I commanded, stopping when I was filling her half way.
“What words?” She asked, pressing back.
I stilled her hips, looking down to where we were connected, amazed that she could take all of me.
“The words you said to me in bed last night. I want to hear them,” I told her, pulling back until just the crest of my cock remained lodged inside her tight pussy.
She whimpered and said, “I fucking love you. Now please, give me your cock!”
Smiling, I gave her my cock.
Holding onto her hips, I snapped mine forward at the same time as I pulled hers back.
She screamed when my cock lodged fully inside of her, kissing the entrance to her womb.
She gasped, and her arms started to shake as I worked my length in and out of her, faster and faster.
Our skin slapping together filled the room as my ass cheeks clenched as I powered into her.
Each slap-slap had my balls swinging and smacking onto her clit, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
“Walk your feet together and lean back,” I ordered her. “There you go. Now bend over like you’re picking something up off the ground. Grab your ankles.”
She did, allowing me more movement to use her body as I liked.
“Feel okay?” I asked, knowing it was much deeper this way.
“Y-yes,” she whispered. “I’m so close. Oh, God!”
Her legs gave out when her orgasm tore through her, and I grunted with the effort to hold her up while her sweet, hot, juicy pussy clamped down on my cock, effectively making it hard to think, let alone hold up Lennox’s weight.
Her dead weight.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, arms burning as she started to pulse around me.
Gasping, I came, my release shooting out of my cock and battering against her cervix in long, thick pulses.
“Fuck yes,” I grunted, abs tightening with each pulse.
Lennox must’ve finally come back online because her knees once again locked, taking her weight and allowing me to shoot the last dregs of my orgasm inside of her without thinking I was going to drop her.
“Jesus,” she breathed. “I was just trying to stretch.”
I chuckled and pulled out of her slowly, watching in fascination as my come started to seep out.
My thumb once again moved up to run over her pussy, slowly working it in to her overheated skin in large sweeps.
“I think you got it,” she laughed, standing.
I pulled her naked body against mine, running the palm of my hand down the front of her body to come to a rest at the apex of her thighs.
Leaning my head down and kissing her neck, I said, “I fucking love you, too.”
She laughed. “Damn straight.”
Letting her go, I walked to the bathroom and wet a cloth, bringing it to the door before I tossed it to her.
She caught it, but one of the wet ends swung up and slapped against her face, causing her to wince.
“Thanks,” she muttered dryly, wiping her cheek off on her shoulder.
“No problem,” I winked, walking back to the bathroom to wash my hands and clean my cock off.
I looked down, seeing the empty bottle she’d taken insulin from on the bathroom counter, and wondered if this would be my life now.
I’d have to get her one of those red boxes so she could hang it up and put her needles into it.
And I couldn’t say that bothered me.
Not even a little bit.
Once I was done, I brushed my teeth, used the restroom, and came out to the bedroom to find Lennox sprawled in the middle of the bed, head turned to the side watching me.
“Tired?” I asked, taking a seat on the side of the bed and running the palm of my hand down the middle of her t-shirt clad back.
“Exhausted,” she admitted. “Your ex saps all of my energy from me every time I’m within twenty feet of her.”
I snorted and rolled over her to my side, getting my feet under the covers and pulling her to me.
“My ex is a fuckin’ psycho,” I told her honestly. “And I’m sorry she’s in your life.”
She turned her head and stared at me.
“It’s not like you brought her into my life. I did that all on my own. It’s just a coincidence that we both hate her. And she hates us both,” she told me.
I grimaced.
“I feel sorry for the poor fuck who married that cunt,” I sighed, closing my eyes.
A grunt tore from my lips when Lennox half-heartedly punched me in the belly.
“Uhh,” I ground out. “What was that for?”
“Don’t say the C-word. Yuck,” she said with disgust. “You shouldn’t be talking like that anyway. Not when you have kids.”
“I have a kid, singular,” I told her.
She punched me again. “Same thing.”
I shook my head. “So not the same thing. One is one. Two is more than one. I have one. Not more than one.”
She sighed and buried her face into the pillow. “You obviously couldn’t handle more than one, anyway. Not with your inability to not be stupid.”