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“Fuck!” Lennie panted. “Payton.”

My throat was going to be sore as fuck tomorrow, but I didn’t care.

My other hand reached for his balls, cupping and tugging, while my mouth kept up a steady suck and slide. Lennie was musky, so fucking delicious. And with every pass, Lennie’s moans got louder.

When his thighs began to shake, he gripped my head and guided my movements, punching his hips forward and fucking my face. Lennie knew what he wanted, and I wanted to give it to him.

My own cock was hard as hell, but I didn’t care about my pleasure. Only his.

I sucked harder, swallowing him down again, humming when his cockhead hit my throat.

“Oh fuck, baby, I’m gonna…fuck, I’m coming!” Lennie shouted.

His cock twitched and my mouth flooded with hot cum. I swallowed as much as I could, as fast as I could, but there was no way I could’ve taken all of it. It spilled out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin.

Lennie’s grip on my hair eased, and I slowly leaned back, letting his softening cock slip out from between my lips. My knees were sore, my throat too, but it was worth it. And I was finally able to take a deep breath. But breathing was overrated anyway. Especially when I made Lennie come hard like that.

“We forgot…to have…the sex talk,” Lennie panted. “Not the dirty kind. I mean, it was safe to swallow my load. I got tested three months ago. I’m good. There’s been no one since.”

“Me too,” I replied, my voice hoarse.

“Come here,” Lennie smiled and crooked his finger.

I glanced up at him, wiped my face with my hand, and licked my sore lips. “Maybe.”

“Maybe?” he replied, raising one eyebrow. “Don’t sass me, Angel.”

“But I have so much fun doing just that.”

“I’ll give you fun. Now get up here and give your man a kiss.”

“No.”

“No?”

I stood up on shaky legs and reached for him.

“It’ll be way more than one.”

CHAPTER 13

LENNIE

There was a shitload of howling and moaning going on. No, not me and Payton. Well, not at this exact moment.

It was Finnigan. Who, at this point, was not allowed in the bedroom. And the cat was not shy about making his complaint known.

“I think Finnigan wants to come in and snuggle with us.”

“Not yet,” Payton replied. “I’m not ready to share you.”

“That’s a given,” I chuckled, then squeezed him tighter. “But joking aside, that’s what I want. To be exclusive.”

“Well, we are married,” Payton smiled and kissed my chest. “And darling, to be clear, if another man makes a move on you, I won’t hesitate to use my flat iron as a weapon.”

“Ooh, vicious. I like it,” I replied, running my hands down his smooth back. “And the same goes. You think I’m protective in bodyguard mode, but you haven’t seen full husband mode yet.”

Payton rubbed his body against mine, and I cupped his ass.

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