Page 67 of Broken Rules
Strolling forward, I keep my eyes on him, kneeling by the tub. “I’ve been a bitch where you’ve been nothing but nice to me.”
I hover my fingers over the water, his chest rising faster, but his hand gripping his dick stays motionless. “Don’t play with me, Evie.”
“You said you’re not a watch and jerk-off kind of guy.” I dip my hand into the water, touching his abs, and glide downward as Lennox lets go of his shaft. “Let me help you in a different way.” He tips his head back, breathing out a low moan as I slowly stroke him. “Does that feel good?”
He chuckles, inhaling a sharp breath through his teeth, and hums when I rub down his balls. “More than good.”
Leaning over the tub, I smooth my fingers across the goosebumps on his skin, scraping my nails up the nape of his neck, and he groans when I take a fist full of his hair. “How often do you jerk-off to me, Lex?”
“Every fucking night.”
“Do I kiss you here?” I place a peck just below his ear, and his moan gets deeper the faster I pump. “Stroke you like this?”
“Fuck—yes.”
Each kiss along his jaw is an inch closer, wanting a taste of his lips as his heavy breath hits mine. “Tell me what else your wife does for you.”
Lennox takes me by the side of my neck and crushes his mouth to mine. I moan as he easily gets me inside the tub, not caring that my pants are soaked—right now, they are only getting in the way. He slips his hands under the waistband, dragging the heavy fabric under my ass, and I lift for him to get them down my legs, the wet bunch plopping to the floor when he tosses it out.
His dick’s hard against my stomach as I lie flush to his body, completely submerged, and the water spills over. I straighten up, breaking our kiss to straddle his lap in the tight space, Lennox keeping hold of my hips, breathing harder as I rock my pussy on his thigh, sucking my bottom lip between my teeth as pleasure shoots to my core. He grunts while watching, shifting for me to grind on his knee, and I moan louder.
“Yes, keep going, Peaches. Use me to come.”
I arch my back, and he glides his hand up my stomach, squeezing my tit, circling my nipple while urging me to move faster, our breathing erratic, a pulsing building within my core. The sensation’s overwhelming, so I pull away, only for him to grip my ass to keep going. He lifts to suck on my nipples, shifting me to where my pussy rocks against his dick pressed along his stomach instead, and I release a deep shuddering moan, gripping the edge of the tub. My head falls back as I grind harder, his grunts rough against my chest, holding me tight, my body shaking, almost there—
“Lex—oh, I can’t,” I whine on the verge of tears, and he makes me look at him, the lust in those golden hues sending me over while he kisses me hard, swallowing my moans with every buck of my hips. Electricity courses through my body, my voice sharp as the pleasure shocks every nerve ending, never-ending, while he urges me to keep going until the friction becomes too much to bear, and I get him to ease back.
He’s breathing hard through his nose, his dick even harder, pulsing between our bodies as I fall limp against his chest, catching my breath, wanting him to be just as spent, so I kiss him. Trailing my hand across his chest, I move toward his abs, continue rubbing down his length, tugging his balls, and a gruff moan passes through his lips when I tear mine away.
I gaze into his heavy eyes while hovering above, caressing the nape of his neck, making him pant, “I need you, baby.”
Grinning as he moves in to resume our kiss, I keep him at a distance, and pleasure grows on his handsome face as I lap my tongue across his swollen lips.
When Lennox tries to claim my mouth again, I back away, and he grips my neck, growling, “Give me that mouth, Peaches.” He sucks on my tongue once I give in, our heavy kiss turning erratic the more I stroke his dick, my tits slipping along his chest before he urges me to turn. “Lie back.”
Maneuvering around, I rest my head against his shoulder, my lungs racing as Lennox places his palm on my stomach, gliding over each of my breasts to take hold of my throat. I bite my bottom lip once he dips his fingers between my thighs, his grip on my neck tightening while rubbing my pussy, down through my cheeks.
“You want my cock in your ass, baby?”
I giggle, nudging my nose along his jaw to nip his chin. “Hm, we’re not there yet, Lex, but my pussy’s all yours.”
He tilts my head until our lips lock—moaning with our tongues lapping, bodies grinding as I move my ass along his length while he plays with my clit and grunts when I glide along his neck to grip his hair, wanting his mouth closer even if it’s not possible. I want to feel him when I wake in the morning, a bittersweet ache that’ll bring me back to this moment, reliving how great he makes me feel.
More pleasant sensations creep deep within my core from his strokes, and I don’t want him to stop as the urge to release takes over my need to suppress—wanting to enjoy the utter satisfaction that comes with the pleasure he’s giving.
My chest presses forward as another orgasm bursts through me, thrusting my pussy against his hand while grinding harder on his dick.
“Don’t stop—” he pants, gliding his palm down my stomach to keep me in place, both of our moans echoing around the room, not letting up as he breathes heavy grunts into my cheek, kissing, nipping, and sucking my jaw when I tilt my head back. We’re both panting hard as we come to a stop, and I close my eyes, relaxing into his body while he gently explores mine, intertwining our fingers which the water barely covers.
Lennox unlocks the plug with his foot, letting the water flow down the drain before lifting the lever to add more. I turn my body, so my leg rests over his abs, nuzzling my nose in the crook of his neck while grinning at his apparent skill, utterly content as the warmth gradually rises over us.
“I can get used to this,” I say, running my fingers through the slight hairs on his chest as he rubs my side.
“Stay with me tonight.”
He kisses my temple, my forehead, then my lips, his request is not a question, yet his soft gaze shows it’s not a demand either, hoping I’ll say yes. I kiss him back and relax further into his hold as his arms strengthen around me—no answer needed.
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