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Lyle didn’t want to hear it. He shushed her again, slid his cock under her butt, finding her pussy. Her legs were together, slightly bent, but her pussy was wet, gasping for him. He smirked. Fuck yes. She grabbed one of his hands and cupped her boob with it, encouraging him to squeeze. He pinched her nipple and rolled it gently in between his thumb and forefinger. Penny groaned, turning her head to muffle the noise in the pillow. Lyle was clear Penny wanted it, too. So he pressed himself forward. And it was too easy to stuff himself inside her. She wiggled, too, getting him deeper. He let out a grunt and a satisfied sigh. Yeah, there was no high in the world like being balls deep in a warm, wanting woman.
He gently pumped. His hips working in and out, luxuriating in the sliding feeling. Her pussy lips were slightly swollen, he could feel it. She gasped often, she was tender. Well he hadn’t held back last night. He remembered bending her over the bar. He remembered taking her to his room… things got fuzzy then but things were getting fuzzier now.
A slow, lazy, hip thrusting love making. And Penny, sighing happily, quietly, arching her butt back and into him, the angle allowing him deep, steady access.
“But if Ash hears-” she whispered breathily, but her hips were moving in time with his, no intention to stop.
“He’s fine Penny, he’s sleeping,” Lyle whispered back. She moaned like she liked the taste of what he was feeding her. They were like parents, the urge to fuck overriding the urge to doze, determined to multitask, determined to do it quietly while their baby slept on innocently. Lyle glanced at Ash. Their not-so-tiny, not-so-cute, absolute liability of a baby boy.
Who was now gazing back at Lyle with his eyes wide open.
Oh.
Lyle thought about stopping. He thought about pulling out. He didn’t, he kept going. Penny’s breath and a quiet, wet, rhythmic noise filled the room. Lyle stared back at Ash, daring him to say something.
Ash raised a hand, scrubbed his face with it, and sat up.
“Good morning,” Ash said with a disapproving teacher type of tone. As if he wasn’t sat a few feet away from a guy who had his cock inches deep inside the girl Ash had fucked the other night. As if he wasn’t building her up to come, pumping and grinding into her at a steady, thorough pace.
Penny made a gasp, startled, and tried to turn to face Ash. But Lyle picked up the pace, holding her hips in place so she couldn’t wriggle away.
Ash pushed himself up to a sitting position, looked around with bleary eyes, and swore under his breath. Then he looked back at them both. A foot away. Lyle pumping into Penny, Penny arching back into Lyle.
Lyle kept pumping steadily. Penny kept breathing.
“Yeah, fucking good fucking morning to you, too,” Lyle replied, his voice gravel.
“Don’t let her come until Nix gets here, Lyle,” Ash said, kneeling up and revealing his hard-on, too.
Lyle flashed him an inscrutable look and took a breath to reply. But he wasn’t sure what to say. Ash wanted a rise out of him. He wanted Lyle to get angry, to fuck up. To flake out and bail like Lyle always did. Well Lyle wasn’t going to. He wasn’t fucking giving up on this. He was going to stay the course.
Lyle lifted his chin at Ash. “Fine.”
Ash smirked back at him. “Well fine then.”
Game on, fuckers.
* * *
Lyle’s bedroomdoor flew open with a bang.
And in strode Nix.
Lyle flicked a glance to Ash, who was grinning like a Cheshire cat. Oh, now it really was game time.
Nix looked from Ash, naked, kneeling on the bed with a hard on, to Lyle, pumping like it was some sort of yoga endurance class. To Penny, white knuckled, face down in the sheets.
“What the actual fuck is going on in here?” Nix exclaimed. Lyle could see the genuine surprise on his face. Nix had been up all night, driving, sorting this delivery out. Lyle knew he’d want to just crash out. But Lyle also knew, faced with the sight in front of Nix now, sleeping would be the last on his mind.
“Our girl got needy,” Lyle replied with a slight shrug.
Nix flashed Lyle a look but said nothing. He strode into the room, yanking his T-shirt off. He stooped to yank his shoe laces loose and kick off his boots. Then his socks. Then his jeans, hopping out of them as he approached the bed. He sat on it heavily.
Nix came closer, looking at Penny. For a moment everyone froze. But then Nix reached a hand forward and gently stroked Penny’s cheek. “Penny got hungry huh? She’s a hungry girl, we’ve got to keep her fed. You’re a fucking trooper for taking Big Papa, Penny.” He leaned forward and kissed her on the top of her head affectionately.
Nix then glared at Lyle and Ash.
“Well, do you know what? I’m feeling fucking needy myself,” Nix said. He sounded angry.
