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Wake up, baby…
I didn’t want to spare a moment with her. Thankfully, in seconds, Lennox’s hand pushed up, shifting the covers to reveal her brown nipple. I reached down and pulled it into my mouth, suckling gently. In no time, her hips loosened, rocking into my touch. I didn’t rub too hard, understanding how precious and delicate this area was. It could endure pushing out babies and metal, medical instruments, but it should also be caressed and adorned.
“Mmmm…” she moaned again then, suddenly, her eyes flashed open wide before closing.
Her head pushed back into the pillow, towel opening even more. I loved the sight of her hair. It was the colors and curl pattern. Everything about this girl worked for me. Her determined approach to life, her vulnerability, naivety, and her undeniable strength. When she sucked in her bottom lip, that shit worked for me, too. I continued to polish her pearl, wishing I could taste it instead. By the way her pussy began to push into my touch, I knew Lennox was where she wanted to be, and how she wanted to shoot it out.
Her little hand clasped my arm, pushing to weight my touch against her. I sucked on her nipple, tugging her areola into my mouth. She pushed against her shoulders, ass lifted off the bed. Lennox’s mouth opened, eyes squeezed.
“Yes,” she breathed. “Yes!”
When her hips began to buck with total surrender, I knew she was climaxing. My excitement grew, and I rubbed faster, applying more pressure until her mouth shot open and she cried without shame.
“Ooooh! Tobeeeeeee!”
I flicked my tongue on her nipple faster and faster. Her grip on my arm tightened. My dick pushed into her right hip on its own, answering to her demand. But this wasn’t about me. Lennox needed this liberation, this spoil, this sensual care. I didn’t stop stroking her clit until she shifted, lowering her ass to the mattress. Then, I knew she’d had enough.
Pulling away, I lay on my back, struggling not to lick my fingers. Chino was right: my obsession for the girl was a real thing. What I’d give to have this access to her every day. Lennox was a woman to behold. She was a man’s fantasy, had been mine for too damn long without “being mine.”
“Did I sound like a married virgin this time?” She was still panting when looking over at me.
I laughed. “The hell is wrong with you?”
Lennox grinned goofily, face tight as she stretched beneath the comforter. “Don’t think I forgot that.”
“Not my finest truth.”
“Truth can get you into trouble.”
“Tell me about it.” The essence of her truth—mine, too—was drying on my hand.
“Today…” she exhaled, wiping her face, “has been a day.”
“It was the orgasm, too.”
Lennox turned to me again.
Staring at the ceiling, I admitted, “The spanking wasn’t the only culprit for your emotional breakdown earlier.” I nodded. “Spankings nip at your ego,” I turned to her. “But vaginal orgasms, be it first time or rarely, can fuck your head up.”
I watched her swallow, then her sparkling irises rolled up toward the ceiling.
“What are you doing down here?” My head shifted over the pillow, glaring at her as though it was the most foolish question that ever existed, because it was. Lennox rolled her eyes then tossed herself onto her side to face me. “No. The equipment in the foyer. The guys unpacking the trucks. Sunglasses—what are you doing in North Carolina?”
“Sunglasses?”
“The guy wearing the superstar sunglasses in the house on a cloudy day?”
“Oh, Nikko?” I rubbed my eye with the non-soiled hand. “That’s one of Dale’s managers.”
“Dale.”
I nodded again. “That’s my excuse for being down here. I’m starting my warmups with D.”
“In Chapel Hill?”
“Yup. He’s from North Carolina. Spent his first twelve years in the country before moving to New York for artist development.”
“Wait. You’re going to do it? You’re going to produce his album?”
