Page 29 of Yes! Professor Hendrix
“Yes…” Silas grunted. “Give me that pussy. Throw it back for me… just like that.”
Lex looked like his soul left his damn body. He tried to rush to the bed, but I stopped him.
“If I were you,” I said, calm as ever, “I wouldn’t move a damn inch. See that circle you’re standing in? Step outside of it, andthat cute little device up there? It’ll light your ass up. Lethal. Stay where you are and watch your wife get real dick in your own bed.”
Silas flashed a grin. He loved this part—watching the fear crawl across a man’s face. Before founding his own private ops company, he was a special agent. Dealt with the type of men who made bodies disappear for fun. So rigging Lex’s house, installing motion-sensitive lasers, hijacking the whole system? Light work. Vacation, even.
When Lex finally noticed Lena and me his eyes were glossy, confused, wrecked.
“Lena… what is this? What’s all this for?”
She didn’t blink.
“How does it feel?” Lena asked, staring straight into his soul. “Seeing your wife fucked right in front of you? Gonna forgive her? Keep your marriage alive?”
“Fuck! Why?! Angela! WHY?! IN OUR BED?! WHO IS THIS MAN?!”
“If you’re that mad,” Angela snapped, “come get me. Jump on this bed and drag me off, bastard. You think I didn’t know about you cheating?” she spat. “You think I ain’t hear you call me Lena every time we fucked for the last nine years? I’m tired. I’m done. I’m divorcing your sorry ass.”
Silas started fucking her faster.
“Sí papacito… ayyyy, me gusta mucho,” she moaned.
He leaned into her ear, low and lethal. “Tell your ex-husband you’re taking every dollar he’s ever made. I already emptied his accounts. Tell him he moves, he dies. When I’m done fucking you, you’ll have the remote. Push the button if you want him gone. Nobody’ll come looking. I’ll make it look like he went hiking and died in the mountains. Now tell him, mamacita.”
Angela’s voice was steel. “You heard him. One move, and you’re dead, Lex. I don’t care.”
Lex dropped to his knees, broken.
“Damn… don’t cry like a bitch now,” I said. “When you threatened my girls, you didn’t shed a tear. So suck it up. Be a man for once.”
“Fuck you, Nolan!” he spat. “Lena… Lena… I’ve always loved you! I made one mistake!”
“No,” she snapped. “You made the mistake of thinking I’d ever forgive you. And you touched my daughter. So now? You take the punishment from her real daddy.”
I fucking loved her more for that.
One week of waking up next to Lena, making love to her, tasting her, claiming her, it was everything. I was gonna marry her in days, no matter how much she laughed when I said it. I wasn’t bluffing. I was obsessed. Addicted. I wanted a ring on her finger and a baby in her womb.
I leaned close to Lena’s ear, loud enough for Lex to hear.
“How would it feel if I fucked the woman you’re still craving right in front of you?” I whispered.
Lena didn’t flinch. Just smiled and locked eyes with him.
“It would kill him. And I can’t wait to see how it will burn him alive.”
Then she turned and kissed me deep, tongue dancing, lips hungry. I kissed her back, dick swelling instantly. Her hand slipped down, felt me through my pants, and her lips curved into a sinful smile.
She pushed me down on the little sofa and dropped to her knees.
Her hands worked fast, freeing my thick, pulsing dick. She took a deep breath like she was about to pray. Then looked me in the eyes.
“Cum in my mouth, daddy.”
I groaned.Deep. My dick twitched.
She swallowed me whole, warm, wet, fucking divine. Her mouth worked me slow at first, then faster, her tongue flicking the tip before dragging down the shaft. Her other hand cupped my balls, rolling them gently, like she worshiped every inch of me.
