Page 69 of Broken Rules
“Sorry, Peaches. That I don’t.” I stare up at him with a pout, and he smirks. “Wanna ransack Kylo and Sadie’s pantry?”
“Hell yeah. I know that girl got something good.”
Lennox leads me out of the room, grabbing my shoes by the bathroom, then to the front door. Jinx bolts toward us from the wooded area, prancing up the deck for the cabin, and I breathe in the crisp, earthy air, leaning into Lennox when our fingers connect. We take our time walking, Lennox using his key to get inside through the side door, and we sneak toward the walk-in pantry in the kitchen area.
Closing the door behind us, Lennox flips the switch, and the decent-sized room lights up, shelves lining the walls stocked with various items. Mostly dried foods and a few cleaning supplies, but Sadie tends to hide her sweets along the top shelf, thinking I never noticed when I’d come to her apartment to grab a bite.
There’s a step stool stored beneath the shelves, and I use it to check along the tops, reaching onto my toes but coming down empty-handed. “Damn, I don’t see any.”
“Go on and check further in the back. I saw some kisses in here once.”
“Really?”
I lift again, thoroughly searching behind boxes, and still nothing. There’s crinkling behind me, and I glance over my shoulder at Lennox opening a kiss. I place my hands on my hips, pursing my lips when he stares at my bare legs.
“Perve.”
He chuckles, raising the bag over his head, and leans against the door as I press into him in an attempt to grab the chocolates. “A kiss for a kiss. Since I found them, it’s only fair if we trade goodies.”
“It’s like that?” Walking backward, I peer at him from under my lashes, then smile. “I changed my mind. You can keep your kisses.”
The foil falls to the floor as he unwraps another and pops the smooth chocolate into his mouth. “Are you sure about that?” He grins, strolling toward me while peeling the silver foil off a third one.
“Mhm. I think I’ll find my kiss elsewhere.”
His smile fades as his heavy gaze pins me to the shelves, and I swallow hard, goosebumps spreading across my skin the closer he gets. “Peaches, the only kisses touching these lips are mine.”
Heat rises along my neck, burning my cheeks. “So I belong to you….” I press my palm on his chest, sliding down to his pants. “Is that what you’re saying?”
Lennox rests his forearms on the shelves, his breathing deepening as I tip my head back, our lips inches from touching.
“My woman.” He presses a soft kiss, threading his fingers into my hair before giving me another. “My wife.” I graze my nails along his trail, dipping inside his waistband, and he tightens his hold while tilting my head back more. “Mine.”
Gripping his stiff shaft, I slowly stroke him. “And all this is mine?” He inhales a sharp breath against my lips when I bring him closer by his dick, jerking him with each word. “Property of Everly. Russo. Hunter?”
“God damn, baby—” Our mouths crash, eager for contact, our tongues fighting for dominance. “Yes—” he says with a rough breath. “No one else’s.”
I hum, forcing myself away from his delicious intent as he slides his hand between my cheeks to bring me into his erection. “Good. You got your kiss. Now we gotta make breakfast.”
“My breakfast is already served.”
He rubs his middle finger along my pussy, and I close my eyes, suppressing a moan while biting my lip. Shaking my head, I dip under his arm to get away from him, but he reaches the door when I do, pinning my body against the wooden surface with my arms above my head.
“Lex…” I moan as he drags the shirt up my body, his mouth against my ear, each erratic pant making me breathe just as fast while he trails his hand down my back, marking my body with the chocolate.
“Spread your legs, Peaches.” Shaking my head again, I back my ass onto his dick when he bucks forward, easing off the hold around my wrists. “You want me to stop?” he asks, inching back, and I nod, twisting around to kiss him.
“I’m hungry. Make me pancakes.”
Lennox smirks, looking down at his handprint smudges on my body, chocolate spread all over the door, and wrappers littering the floor. “Kylo and Sadie are gonna kill us.” He releases my arms, easing the shirt back to my thighs. “We better leave before they wake.”
“Ooh, you dirty boy,” I purr, squeezing his cheeks between my fingers to kiss his lips. “I’ll come back later to clean before I head to work.”
His face falls, but he quickly recovers. “Will you stay with me again?”
My lips twitch with a smile. “Maybe. Depends on how good your pancakes are.”
“The best you’ve ever had.”
