He wasn’t laughing or smiling. In fact, he looked ready to fuck hard. “Move with me,” he demanded. I nodded. Hooking his arms under her thighs again, he stretched her wide open and leaned back into the couch giving me wider access. “Fuck her hard, Rayden.”
Using the backrest to support my hands, I leaned over them and began fucking her hard while Lorenzo’s rhythm was slightly slower to prevent us from slipping out. Between us Zena’s moans played base with the wet sucking sounds of her slick juices. The added sensation of my cock rubbing against his and my balls slapping his with each thrust, was mindfuckingbending. Sweat dripped down the sides of my face and fell on Zena’s chest. Behind her, Lorenzo’s lust filled eyes matched mine perfectly. Sweat trickled down his face as well.
I dropped a hand between our bodies and pressed against Zena’s clit. “Oh fucking hell,” she screamed her release moments later and fell against Lorenzo, limp and sated while he and I found the perfect rhythm using her pussy to chase our own orgasms.
And it descended quickly, spiraling down my spine and tightening my balls in one quick strike. “Holy fuck,” I groaned as I spilled my cum into her pussy.
“Fuck,” Lorenzo’s cock twitched against mine a second later as he filled the condom with his seed.
To prevent crashing my body over theirs, I pulled out, but my legs were too shaky to keep me upright and I collapsed flat out on the floor, eyes closed and breathing hard. “That was fucking insane,” I mumbled.
I heard Lorenzo’s low chuckle and cracked open an eye. “You’re welcome.” His smug grin had me laughing.
Chapter 40
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LORENZO (40YRS)
“You like that?”
“Yes,” the baby giggled.
Sitting on the floor, with my back against the couch, I lowered the newspaper I’d been reading and watched Rayden, lying on the floor with his knees to his chest, bounce Jardin on his folded legs. Each time Rayden stretched out his legs, the baby let out a squeal of laughter, making me smile.
Until last night, Rayden had avoided me. When we fucked Zena together, I expected him to withdraw completely. The opposite happened. Even though the conversation was minimal, he’d included me in his chatter with Zena and the baby this morning. And why I was now sitting in the living room watching them play. On my way to the study where I’d shut myself up to either work or avoid Zena and Rayden, he suggested we watch a movie together. My first instinct was to decline then he gave me one his arrogant grins waiting to see my reaction and he had me hooked. Only, Jardin decided playing with him was more fun than the movie.
Strangely, Jardin wasn’t interested in me. Apart from a giggle or two when I tickled him and a kiss goodnight, he wanted Rayden’s attention and I left them to it. Now, looking at them roll on the rug in a pretend fight, my heart clenched. I kicked myself for breaking Rayden’s trust, more so his heart. For a man who killed people, the bizarre emotions these two stirred in me, was beginning to annoy me. Letting them get close was opening them up to all sorts of dangers, putting them in harm’s way. The worst part, I had no fucking clue how to handle it all.
Rayden’s head hitting my lap as he fell backward with Jardin on his chest, jolted me out of my thoughts. He looked up at me. “Want to play with him, old man, or are your bones creaking a little too much after yesterday’s exertion?” The smug shit grinned.
My lips twitched and I leaned closer so only he could hear my words. “Didn’t think I was old when you were kissing me, did you? You seemed to like it.”
He scowled making me chuckle as I rubbed Jardin’s back. He lay on his stomach on Rayden’s chest and snuggled his face into the crook of Rayden’s neck.
“Don’t flatter yourself, old man,” he hissed. “It wasn’t that great.”
