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She leans her hands on my chest as she bounces up and down on my cock, and fuck, the sight is enough to give me wet dreams for years.
I grab her ass with both of my hands and spread her cheeks wide as I lift my hips in time to meet with hers, going as deep as I possibly can.
Our groans are loud, just as loud as our skin slapping together, and it’s a damn symphony.
As our pleasure grows and we both chase our orgasm, our gazes stay locked on each other. Usually, Len will look away first or not make much eye contact at all but not this time.
Something passes between us. I can’t put my finger on it, but I feel it. And I know she does too.
When we both climax, her first and me following shortly after, she collapses against my chest, our bodies slick with sweat. The smell of sex fills the air, and we both lie together, not moving and breathing hard.
After a few minutes, Len moves to the side of me and cuddles against me. My limbs are like jelly, and as my breathing slows, I bask in the glow of after sex, the delicious feeling of some damn good sex and an amazing orgasm.
I sneak a glance at Lennox, and she looks just as content as me.
So I open my mouth and start talking. Just like she did today.
“I haven’t spokento my father since the night he punched me.”
Len sits up a little, rests her chin on my chest, and looks at me. “He punched you?” Her eyes grow sad, and I look away before her sadness has the chance to tug on my heartstrings.
I tell her the story of that awful summer night before my senior year of high school. How the fight began with him saying I was going to college to play video games, and it escalated to my disrespect about our country. As she listens, her eyes widen and then narrow. “I never thought he’d be capable of something so violent toward me, but I knew what to say to piss him off the most. It’s partly my fault.”
Her mouth pops open. “No way is it your fault. You can be angry and mouth off. It’s a part of growing up, of being a teenager. Doesn’t mean you deserve to be punched.”
“Yeah. Can’t say he feels the same.”
“What about your mom? Or your brother?”
“My brother is a carbon copy of my dad, and my mom just goes along with everything. She’ll yes my father to death and agree with him one hundred percent, but to me and everyone else, she acts like nothing happened. How can you just ignore the fact that your husband punched your son? I don’t expect her to leave him, but damn, some comfort or an apology on his behalf would be nice.”
Lennox reaches up and strokes my cheek. “Aw, Holden. I’m sorry you went through that. I hope one day they right their wrongs against you. You deserve it. And the fact that you still came here against their wishes, without their support, financially or emotionally, is really admirable.”
We both pause, the only sound coming from our breathing. The air shifts, and a moment passes between us.
What’s happening?
Why do I feel like I’m falling down…down…down…
I try to laugh, but it sounds more like a choking sound. “Wow, Len. You sound so sophisticated.” I joke in hopes of lightening the mood.
She smiles and lifts her chin, then tosses her hair back behind her shoulder. “I’ve been known to be kind of a bookworm.”
“Oh really? You do know a bookworm is considered nerdy.”
Lennox laughs as she sits up. “Are you calling me nerdy, gamer boy?” She climbs on top of me, her face now inches from mine.
“No, I’m just defining what you called yourself.” I wink as I lift and meet her the rest of the way, suddenly needing her lips on mine desperately. Not only is she my little firecracker, she makes me feel them, too.
After another round of sex, we shower again, this time together. We giggle and dump water on each other’s heads, we tease and joke, and we make out. All under the hot water.
“I’m starving,” Lennox says as we dry off and get dressed in her bedroom. “Want to go grab something?”
“Sure. I just need to run upstairs and change. My shirt smells like booze.”
“Ew.” Len wrinkles her nose, and it’s too fucking cute.
“Can I pick the place and surprise you?”
