Page 19 of Heartbeat

“Yeah. I changed my mind,” Lennox stated simply, and I had to wonder how this clearly deranged individual became a successful neurosurgeon.

I sighed in frustration. Obviously, our marriage lacked communication because Lennox was refusing to explain his reasoning. I needed some aspirin to combat this oncoming headache and to clean up the mess we made that was dripping steadily down my thighs.

“Where are you going?” Lennox grabbed my wrist when I moved; he narrowed his eyes at me.

“To clean myself up. And I need something for my headache.” He tugged on my wrist, and I plopped back down on the bed.

“I’ll get a towel and some Tylenol.” He kissed my forehead again and moved from the bed. Again, I was shocked into not responding.

I could handleassholeLennox,smugLennox, and evenporn star, tear this pussy upLennox; butconsiderateLennox had me shook.

I sat there dumbfounded until he came back into the room with a wet towel and a glass of water in one hand, and Tylenol in the other. He gave me the Tylenol and water and kept the towel.

I took the medicine and held out my hand for the washrag. Lennox shook his head, and I frowned.

“Open your legs.” The way he said it made me shiver with awareness. It also made me feel kind of shy.

Lennox may have been my husband, and we had already consummated our marriage, but he was still a stranger. And without the haze of lust, blocking my view of reality, I felt a little self-conscious about the intimacy of the situation.

“No. I got it.” I wiggled my fingers in a “give me” motion.

“Princess, don’t make me spank that pretty ass of yours. Open. Your. Legs.” The fire burning in his gaze made me gulp. I slowly widened my legs, feeling my face flush. I looked away from his hot stare.

“Look at me,” Lennox growled, but his touch was soft when he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. “You have the prettiest pussy I have ever seen. And if you ever think about hiding her from me…” His stare heated even more, “Or taking her away from me, I promise you will regret it.”

He said all of this while slowly rubbing the washcloth against my slick folds. It was no use in trying to clean me up, his words had me gushing with every syllable. I tried not to squirm, but it was impossible. All thoughts of divorce and pregnancy flew from my mind.

My head lulled forward, and I squeezed my eyes shut as my hips began to move with the movement of each swipe of the cloth. Before I knew it, the washcloth was replaced by his fingers.

“So fucking sexy,” Lennox whispered in my ear, his fingers still rubbing my wet core. “Ride my hand, Princess. Get her ready to take more of this dick.”

I sped up my hips, thrusting into his skillful touch. My heart beat loudly in my ears, and I was panting.

“Yeah, baby. It’s time I tasted her, don’t you agree? I know your pussy tastes so sweet. Is she sweet, Raven?” I was about to beg like a fiend if he didn’t put his mouth on me. However, I didn’t have to beg because I felt his magical tongue swipe slowly through my folds.

“Umm. I fucking knew it! So sweet.”

Lennox didn’t give me sweet pillow talk, or soft, seductive words. No, Lennox Nash gave me raw, filthy, nasty words. Words I didn’t know I wanted until he gave them to me. When he fluttered his tongue over my clit, I decided at that moment that “porn star” Lennox was my absolute favorite.

CHAPTER 10

LENNOX

When I woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly through the curtains, and Raven was curled into my side, snoring lightly. I should’ve felt bad that I wore her little ass out, but I didn’t. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow. And I discovered that eating her pussy was my new favorite thing to do.

Her body was so responsive, and the way she made me feel was addictive. As soon as I touched her, our fate was sealed. I would never let her go. I had already decided that getting a divorce would be more trouble than it was worth.

Both of our fathers are vindictive mother fuckers, so getting a divorce wouldn’t work. After last night, I wouldn’t let her go anyway. Raven made my blood boil in every way. She turned me on and pissed me off equally.

I could tell by her actions that she had never been properly cared for. But she was mine now whether she liked it or not. And I took care of mine.

I pulled her closer to my body at the thought, and she whimpered and wrapped her arm around my waist. I smiled down at her. She was already mine, at least unconsciously. But I’ll leave further judgment until she woke up.

I know it was my fault that she thought I didn’t want her. Hell, I said it. But it was being forced into a marriage that I didn’t want. Raven was a stranger that I had only argued with. We had no idea if we were compatible or not.

After our session in bed, I know we had chemistry. At least sexually. The rest we would figure out.

I kissed Raven on the forehead as I untangled her limbs from mine. I slipped out of bed to relieve myself. It was already nine in the morning, and even though it was the weekend, that was late for me.

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