21. Lennox
21
LENNOX
Ever since the moment I got to fuck Jensen, it’s all I’ve thought about. Even when I was at dinner with Preston the other night, I turned the conversation to sex, asking him for his advice. Of course, he didn’t make me feel dumb for asking questions, and he was willing to give me tips and suggestions about when I finally bottom for Jensen. Which I’m hoping will be soon.
There are only a couple weeks left of school until we’re out for winter break and I’m so damn excited to be done for a little bit. I have so many fun activities planned for Jensen and me since I’ll be able to do more during the day.
As I pull into Jensen’s driveway, the sight of Nick’s car makes me break into a sweat. I haven’t seen or heard from him since the day he caught me and Jensen together. I’ve tried multiple times to reach out until I eventually gave up altogether. If he’s here, does that mean he and Jensen are on speaking terms again? And what does that mean for us?
After grabbing my bag and jacket and locking the car, I slowly walk up the stairs to Jensen’s place. I use my key to unlock the door, cautiously pushing it open. I strain my ears to see if I can hear anything, but nothing other than silence greets me. It’s like the other night when I walked in on Jensen in his bed, but I know it’ll be completely different this time around.
The TV in the living room is on the lowest volume setting, but I head there first, hoping someone will be waiting. Once I enter the space, two sets of eyes stare back at me. A gorgeous pair of blue eyes and a set of brown eyes I’ve known my whole life.
“Hi,” I whisper to the quiet room. My gaze darts between Jensen and Nick, neither of them saying a word.
“Hi, sweetheart.” Jensen gets up from his seat and walks over to me, placing a kiss on my cheek. “I think you and Nick should talk. Alone. I’m going to go out and ride my bike around for a while and I’ll be back soon. But call me if you need me, okay?”
“Okay,” I tell him, peeking at him before darting my eyes back to Nick.
I hear the jingle of his keys and the closing of the door before, finally, the rumble of his bike starts. I’m still standing in the same spot, my feet not moving.
“Come sit down, Lennox. We’re not going to fight.”
“Could have fooled me.” I roll my eyes, walking over to the couch and sitting down. “Ya know, with that tantrum you threw the other day.”
“How would you have felt, Lennox? If you walked into my house one day and saw me making out with Declan on my couch. Not knowing anything was going on, but walking into that. How do you think you would have been feeling?”
“Betrayed,” I say so quietly I’m certain he can barely hear me.
“What was that?” he asks, scooting up on the couch to get closer to me. Tears prick my eyes because I know exactly how I would feel if he had been going behind my back.
“I’d feel betrayed. But I swear that’s not what we were trying to do,” I rush out, moving off my couch to sit next to him. “It just sorta happened, and we wanted to tell you, but we needed to make sure it was something first before we told you.”
“Yeah, Jensen said the same thing. I still don’t understand how it happened. You’ve known each other for years, and now, after some random run in, you decide to date? Or whatever it is you’re doing.”
“We’re dating. And I can tell you everything from how it started to where it is going now. But I need you to listen, not judge, and keep an open mind.”
“Not judge? What the fuck?” I raise my eyebrow, waiting for him to agree. “Fine, whatever, I won’t judge.”
“Alright, it started a couple of months ago. I was at work and he came in and saw me.”
“At the coffee shop?”
I snicker, shaking my head. “Uh, no. At the strip club I work at.”
“The what?” he roars, standing up. “You work at a strip club? And Jensen went there?”
“Nope. You said you would not judge, so shut up and listen to me.”
He sits back down, shaking out his hands. “Fine.”
“Anyway, as I was saying, I work at a strip club; it’s good money, and it helps a lot with school. I don’t have to work many days a week, so it gives me time to study, but that’s not the point. So, I work at the club and Jensen came in for his boss’ party or something. He saw me on the stage, and at first, it was protectiveness. For you. He came back to make sure I was okay and safe. And I am, by the way. Okay and safe. And nothing happened until your birthday. And it was only a kiss then. But the next day I went to his place, and we talked. We both decided it would be better to see how things went instead of running to you immediately. And I mean, can you blame me? Any man I date you have only negative things to say about them.”
“Have you met the men you’ve dated?”
“That’s beside the point. I wanted to be sure before we told you what was going on. I stand by that. If we had informed you right away and then nothing happened, it would have put you in a weird spot.”
“You think I’m not in a weird spot now?” he asks, looking around Jensen’s living room. I know he can see the unique touches that I’ve added to the place. The throw pillows from my apartment that I’ve brought over and my set of textbooks for my classes are sitting on the end table. There are hints of me everywhere, showing how much I’m in Jensen’s life now.
“Will you ever be okay with this?” My heart hammers in my chest as I ask. I really hope he tells me what I want to hear. I need to have both Jensen and Nick in my life.
“It’s hard, not because I don’t want either of you to be happy. But because I wish neither of you had lied to me. But if you’re both happy, then that’s all I could ever want. And if that means you guys are happy with one another, then I’ll get over it. I refuse to stand in the way of your happiness, and hell, I know Jensen is probably the best man out there. And maybe the only one who’ll be able to put up with all your sassiness.”
“Do you mean that? You won’t ask me to choose?”
“I would never ask you to pick. And I’m sorry it took me so long to get to this point. I needed time to think. The flipping out was more because I felt betrayed, not because of who you’re with.”
“So, if we would have come to you right away, you would have been okay with it?”
“I’m okay with it now, Lennox. My feelings were just hurt. Jensen came and talked to me?—”
“He did?” I cut him off, smiling at the thought of Jensen doing that. He’s asked me a few times if I’ve heard from Nick and each time I said no, I would get sadder, and I know he could see it. How much not talking to Nick was hurting me, as well as himself.
“Yeah, and to be honest, I’m glad he did. You know me, my ego won’t allow me to admit when I’m wrong. Which I never am, but still.” Nick smiles at me and the warmth radiating off him lets me know everything is going to be okay. “But there is something I need to know more about.”
“No, you don’t.” I shake my head, knowing exactly where he’s going with this. His overprotective streak will never end and telling him about Peaches opened a can of worms I know I can never close again.
“Lennox, are you sure you’re okay? Dancing at a strip club?”
“I enjoy it.” I shrug my shoulders, hoping he’ll understand. “When I went back to school for nursing, it was the same time I decided I needed to do things that make me happy. Dancing is one of them. Did I imagine myself performing half-naked for men and women? No, but I don’t regret it either. I have a blast when I’m up there and it’s exciting doing something that’s new and different for me. I’m never asking you to come watch me, ‘cause ew. But I am begging you to trust that I know what I’m doing.”
“Sometimes I forget you’re not my scrawny little brother who needed my help when we were growing up.”
“I’ll always need you, Nick. Just not as much as you think I do.” I scoot closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder. “We’re going to be okay, right?”
“Yeah, we’re gonna be perfect.”
Nick stays around for a brief time longer before he leaves for the night. He doesn’t wait for Jensen to come home because, to be honest, Jensen could be out riding his bike for a few hours. I study for a while until my eyes gloss over before texting Jensen.
Lennox: Are you almost home?
My phone sits quietly until it finally vibrates against the table.
Jensen: Sorry, I got distracted with drawing. I’m on my way now. Order dinner?
Lennox: Italian or Mexican?
Jensen: Surprise me
I place an order at the local Italian restaurant, and while waiting, I decide to take a shower. After Jensen gave his body to me a few nights ago, I’ve wanted nothing more than to give mine back to him. But something was hindering me. After talking to Nick, I realized it was him who was holding me back. I didn’t want to fully move forward with Jensen until I knew Nick would be okay with it. And now that he is, I’m all in. I’ve never wanted someone as badly as I want Jensen, and I hope he’ll have me tonight.
I spend way too long under the rush of the hot water, my skin becoming a pruny mess by the time I get out. I wanted to ensure I was perfect for Jensen, so I’d cleaned and exfoliated every inch of my body. To make sure I was prepared, I used a few of Preston’s tips.
Wrapping the towel around my waist, my body perks up when I hear the jingle of Jensen’s keys in the lock. He’s home! I rush out of the bathroom, skidding down the hall. I’m not completely dry, leaving a trail of water behind me, but I don’t even care. Jensen turns and I jump into his arms, his hands securing me under my ass.
“I take it things went well with Nick,” he chuckles, kissing my lips.
“Yes, thank you,” I tell him, pulling his mouth back to me in a brutal kiss.
“Good, I was hoping it would.”
His fingers find the knot of the towel, yanking it open. The towel falls to the floor as Jensen takes my aching cock in his hand. He kisses up the side of my neck, and I tremble from his touch, making my body shiver.
I moan in his ear, gripping tightly to his shoulders. “Oh god, I’ll never tire of having your hands on me.”
“Fuck, Lennox. I love how easily you turn me on. And you love it too, huh? The way only I can get you to react like this. How I can have you screaming out my name from the simplest of touches? You love being a needy little slut for me, don’t you?”
“Dammit, Jensen, you’re going to make me come.”
“What’s wrong with that, sweetheart?” he asks, stroking my cock faster.
“Because I want you to fuck me.”
Jensen pulls his head back, staring at me wide-eyed. He whispers, “What?” His hands on me stop their movement.
“I’m ready. To be with you that way.”
“Lennox, no. There’s no rush, I promise you. We can wait.”
“No.” I grab his chin, pulling his face toward me. “I want this. I want you. Please. I love you.”
“I love you, too. Are you sure, Lennox? You can’t take this back.”
“This feels familiar; like we just had this conversation, but it was the other way around with me saying these things to you.” I slide down his body, wrapping my arms around his waist. “I’m sure. I’m ready.”
Jensen growls, grabbing my hand and dragging me toward his bedroom. “If you’re hungry, I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to wait.”
We rush into Jensen’s room, where he pushes me down onto the bed. I watch with hungry eyes as Jensen strips for me, letting me see his gorgeous tan body. Once he’s completely naked, he walks over to his dresser, grabbing a lube and condom.
“How would you feel about getting tested and doing away with the condoms?” I ask as he slides atop the comforter.
Jensen smiles, flinging the supplies on the bed. “I’d really fucking love that. To feel you bare. We can set up appointments and go together.” I nod my head, then snatch up the condom. I rip the foil open with my teeth, then roll it down his shaft. “Tell me what to do to get you ready.”
“I already started in the shower?—”
“God damn, that’s so hot. Tell me, what did you do in the shower?”
As I squirm on the bed, my gaze rises to meet his. “I used my fingers to help loosen me up. I’ve done it a few times before, but I’m sure I’ll need you to do some more, or I can do it myself if you’re not comfortable with it.”
“I’m more than comfortable with it. Roll over.” I do as he says, rolling over as he straddles me from behind. He slaps one cheek and the gentle sting has me grinding into the bed. “Fuck, this ass, Lennox. I can’t believe I’m about to be inside you.” He reaches under my waist, pulling me onto all fours, then pulls my cheeks apart. “So beautiful for me. This gorgeous pink pucker that’s calling out my name. It wants me to be in there as badly as I crave to be.” He smacks my butt again, my hand rushing out to grab hold of my aching dick. The pleasure I feel when my fingers touch my cock has me needing more. I push my ass toward his face, grinning when he licks a swipe up the crease. My smile turns into a moan when he does it again, only this time, he spears his tongue into my hole.
“Oh my god, Jensen,” I shout, my hand reaching around to grab hold of the back of his head to hold him in place. Jensen hums as he continues licking and sucking, his saliva dropping down to my balls, which are heavy and aching for release.
“Be loud, Lennox. Yell, scream, let me hear you. Tell me how much you want my thick cock stretching you nice and wide.”
“Yes! That’s what I want. I want you to fuck me and I want to feel you for days.”
“You got it, sweetheart.”
The click of the lube cap echoes throughout the room before the slippery liquid falls between my cheeks. It drips down my balls and onto the mattress, and I know it’s going to be a complete mess once we’re done. His finger finds my hole, and he breaches me at the same time he bends to press gentle kisses along my shoulder blade.
“Is this okay? Am I doing this right?” His voice is raspy and shaky, and I’m not sure if he’s more nervous about it being our first time together or it being my first time altogether.
“You’re doing so good,” I mewl, my hand jerking my cock wildly. “Don’t stop.”
He keeps working me open, probably spending more time than needed, which I’m thankful for. Yes, I’ve had my own fingers up there and once or twice a small toy, but Jensen’s cock is much bigger than any toy I’ve ever used before.
“I’m ready.”
“Okay, turn back over. I want to do this where I can see your face.”
I rotate over, falling back onto the bed. After spreading my legs wide, I run my hands up Jensen’s chest as he settles between my thighs. He blows out a breath and closes his eyes. When he opens them, he pins me with a heated stare, desire and love reflected in them. Excitement and nerves both rack my body. With shaky hands, I pull my knees up for easier access. I’m trying to remember the different tips and tricks Declan and Preston have shared with me, but my mind is drawing a blank. The only thing that matters is here and now and figuring this out with Jensen.
He starts to push in slowly, and the burning takes over every sensation I’m feeling. My body tries to lock up tight, but I breathe deeply, remembering to push out as he seeks to force his way in.
“Dammit, you’re way bigger than my toy,” I whisper, closing my eyes and arching my back. Maybe if I move a little bit, it’ll be easier.
“Hold on.” Jensen reaches over to the side of the bed and produces a pillow. He pulls back out of me, and I lift my hips as he slides a cushion underneath me. “Maybe this will help?”
Jensen gets back into position, lining back up with my hole. This time, I’m more prepared for the initial stretch, breathing deeply as he pushes in again. My hands reach around his shoulders, pulling his body forward so I can kiss him. We lose ourselves for a few seconds, making out with one another. His hand grabs hold of my throat as he forces his way in a little further. My breaths become erratic and tears prick my eyes.
“Am I hurting you?” Jensen asks, his thumb rubbing my face. The action has more tears leaking down my cheeks and I can’t help but smile.
“It was worth it. Waiting. Waiting for you. I’m sorry I’m so emotional. This is even more spectacular than I thought. Keep going though, please.”
“Okay.”
Jensen wipes away the few tears, then kisses me before he starts moving again. He pulls out slowly and then takes his time working all the way in until his cock is fucking finally all the way inside. After giving me a brief pause to adjust to the intrusion, he withdraws and then thrusts back in. He leans down, putting his face in my neck as he continues to thrust. My hands hold on tight as he picks up the pace, though his thrusts are still slow and cautious, as though he’s worried he’s going to hurt me.
“You can go a little rougher. I promise you won’t break me.”
Jensen speeds up, fucking into me a little harder. I know I’m going to be sore as hell tomorrow, but it’ll be worth it. The feeling of finally being with someone this way. I’ve waited years for this and it’s been worth it. The glide of his cock inside me is unlike anything I could have imagined. Even through the condom, it’s sensational. He rams into me, hitting my prostate with each thrust. The head of my shaft is red and aching, the slit dripping with precum. My stomach is a sticky mess from how much I’m spilling.
“You feel extremely good,” Jensen growls, sitting up and pounding into me a bit harder. He’s still not going full force, holding himself back. “So damn tight, you’re strangling my cock. I will never get used to how this feels. Being inside you, making you mine. Fucking hell, Lennox. You’re amazing and this hole is my paradise. I could live the rest of my life buried in your ass and die a lucky man.”
My rough laugh turns into a loud groan when Jensen grabs hold of my hips. He pounds into me incessantly, a sheen of sweat appearing on his torso. I grab onto my cock, almost sobbing with relief when my hand wraps around my shaft. I don’t think I’ve ever been this horny before, needing to orgasm so badly.
“I’m not sure I’m going to last long,” Jensen grunts, his thrusting faltering. “You feel too good.”
“Oh, thank god,” I sob, working my dick faster. “I need to come so fucking badly. I won’t last much longer.”
“I want you to come on my dick, sweetheart, then I’ll come.”
He knocks my hand out of the way, taking over. His hand is rougher, more calloused, and the friction is exactly what I need. I shoot sticky cum all over my chest, my body sagging in relief as I finally orgasm. Jensen follows shortly after, his release filling up the condom. He leans down and kisses me before slipping out of me, disposing of the rubber, and cleaning up my stomach.
“Are you okay?” he asks me as soon as he slides into bed with me.
“I’m perfect. I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on that. Hell yeah. I’m looking forward to doing it again.” I squirm in his hold, my ass a little tender. “Maybe not tonight, but we’ll have to do it another time. I can already tell I’m going to be addicted to your cock. I can’t wait to try riding you!” Jensen tickles my side, and I squeal loudly, curling into his embrace. “Thank you. For waiting, for taking your time with me, and for trusting me when I said I was ready.”
“The past few months with you have been more than I could have ever imagined. You’ve opened me up to so many possibilities I never considered for myself. So, thank you right back.”
I slap his chest, giggling. “This is all so surreal. Being with you and Nick being okay with everything. Things are going to work out, aren’t they?”
“Yeah, sweetheart. Things are going to work out.”