21. Hendrix
HENDRIX
Nothing worth having ever comes easy.
So earn it. Earn her.
—Declan Sinclair’s advice to his sons
“Where are you going?” Serena whispers, sleepy and sex-drunk as I move from the bed.
“To grab a condom.” Or ten. I smile to myself, knowing neither of us is sleeping tonight and grab a string of them from the nightstand.
“Hendrix . . .” She stands slowly in front of me, shrugging off her barely-there lace bra, and I nearly swallow my tongue.
Soft strawberry-blonde hair falls around her shoulders in long, wet strands.
And those eyes the color of the ocean that have haunted me for fucking years stare at me with so much longing, it’s like a sucker punch to the gut.
“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve fantasized about your mouth on me over the past few years?
” Her smile is small and sexy as hell as she splays her palms across my chest, paying special attention to my clover tattoo.
I shake my head, and that sexy grin grows.
“So many times.” Her nails scrape my skin, tracing my abs like she’s tracing a piece of art. Softly. Delicately. Barely touching, which is somehow so much fucking hotter. Until she stops and looks up at me through her lashes. “Want to know what I thought about more?”
Fuck yes, I want to know.
“Yeah, baby . . .” I groan, running my fingers through her hair. “Tell me what you thought about more than my mouth on that perfect cunt.”
Her teeth bite into her pouty bottom lip, and I run my tongue along my teeth. I’ve always loved this woman’s lips.
Serena leans forward and presses her lips to my nipple, then runs her teeth over it, tugging, as her hands go to my belt, pulling it free from my jeans. “I missed so much, Hendrix.”
She shoves my jeans and boxer briefs down my legs, then licks her lips and drops to her knees. “My mouth,” she winks, with a sexy as hell smile and my cock in her hands. Long dark lashes flutter against her cheeks as she looks up at me through heavy lidded eyes. “On you.”
“Fuck, Serena. I’ve imagined you just like this every single fucking day since the last time we were together.
I’ve jerked off to this image so much, it’s permanently ingrained in my brain.
It’s become part of my goddamned DNA.” I cup her cheek and rub my thumb over her mouth. “Open for me, princess.”
She parts her pouty pink swollen lips and nips my thumb before I pull it back, and my girl fists my throbbing cock. She swirls her tongue around the head, her eyes never leaving mine, then drags her tongue from base to tip and swallows me down her throat.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise as I gather her hair in my hands.
Serena’s eyes water, and her lashes flutter as she looks up at me, gagging. And I swear to fucking Christ, this sight, right here, Serena Kingston on her knees threatens to eviscerate every ounce of control I’ve clung to the past three damn years.
“Baby.” I tug her hair. “I don’t want to come in your mouth tonight.”
“Please,” I moan, and she digs her nails into my ass, taking me deeper down the back of her throat.
“Fuck, Serena,” I growl as a thundering need builds to a roar at the base of my spine.
I give in with the next bite of her nails and hum of her throat and thrust into her mouth as she moans, licking and sucking and humming.
Her hot tears pool in her eyes, and I drop her hair and grab her face as my abs tighten while I fight for control. A fight I’m losing.
“Not tonight,” I warn, lifting her from her knees.
She wraps her legs around my waist, her soaked pussy teasing my cock. Grinding against me as she pushes her tongue into my mouth. Her nails score my skin as she teases me inch by unbelievably hot inch until I’m inside her, bare.
“Condom,” I growl, dropping her to the bed with a bounce.
A shadow flashes behind her eyes. It’s fast. There for a single fucking second before it’s gone, and she rips open the foil packet with her teeth and rolls it down my cock. “Please, Hendrix . . .”
Like I could ever tell this woman no, I lay her back on the bed and settle between her thighs.
Her beautiful creamy skin is nearly fluorescent in the pale moonlight.
Pretty pink nipples are high and tight and begging to be tasted as I wrap my hands around her waist, and she drops her knees to the bed.
“So fucking pretty, princess.” I drag my cock through her soaked cunt, teasing her clit. Loving the way her eyes grow wide. Obsessed with the needy little sounds that fall from her lips as she trembles.
“Hendrix . . . Don’t tease me.”
“Worshipping, Serena,” I correct her and take her mouth, pouring everything into this kiss. Everything we haven’t said and everything we have.
Serena’s nails bite into my shoulders as her legs wrap around my waist, trying to force me to speed up. To give her what she wants. But she forgets I know what she needs. “Patience, baby.”
A strangled whimper slips past her lips as I push in the tiniest fucking bit further. “Jesus, you feel so good.” I edge her more.
“So fucking tight.” Another inch.
“So fucking hot.” Her nails score my skin. “So fucking mine.”
With one more thrust, I bottom out inside her, and we both stop breathing.
She sighs the sweetest sigh and closes her eyes when I finally start to move. “Fucking perfect, Serena.”
“Oh God . . .” she barely breathes as I slide my arms around her back and bring her chest against mine and sit back on my legs.
Changing our angle so she’s straddling me.
Until I’m so deep inside her, I don’t know where I stop and she starts.
Fucking her hard and fast as she matches me thrust for fucking thrust.
“So fucking pretty riding me, baby.”
Serena drops her head to my shoulder and her mouth to my throat before I run my hand through her hair and grip the back of her neck, forcing her mouth to mine.
“That’s my good girl,” I groan and devour her.
Every inch of this woman is mine. Her body. Her heart. Her fucking soul.
It always has been. It always will be.
Her arms slide around my shoulders, nails digging into my scalp as our bodies arch together. Not a breath of space between us. Fucking desperate as our mouths move and hands grab. Barely breathing. Her orgasm still dripping down her thighs.
Neither of us ready for this to be over. Not yet. Not ever.
Dragging my mouth down her body, I lick the salty sweat from her skin and suck a pretty pink nipple into my mouth.
I scrape my teeth over it as she bites my neck to keep from screaming as I slam into her over and over and over again.
I hit that sweet spot so deep inside her, I know she’s on the edge of oblivion.
Those ocean eyes are so heavy, they nearly close.
“Keep them open, Serena. Watch me fuck you like only I ever will.”
Her trembling legs tense around me. “Jesus, Hendrix . . .”
I take her mouth in a scorching kiss, my tongue stroking hers, frenzied and urgent, fucking desperate to give us what we both need.
Wild eyes hang heavy on mine as one hand slides to her ass, my fingertips biting into her soft skin. The vision of her . . . like this . . . sears itself forever into my brain. “You take my cock so well, princess.”
“Yes, Hendrix. Fuck. Right there.” Her hips move faster as they rock against mine, breasts bouncing with each snap. “I can’t . . .” she gasps.
“Yes, you can,” I growl and bite down on that pouty lip like I’ve wanted to all night.
Hell, all my life.
“Come on my cock, baby. Come now,” I demand and thrust up as I pull her down.
Serena tenses around me as tremors rack her beautiful body, and her tight, hot cunt squeezes the life out of me.
I slow my thrusts, fucking her through her orgasm, dragging it out until she’s soft and pliable and whimpering in my arms. My hands mold to every soft curve of her body. Every dip and flare.
“Hendrix,” she whimpers, trembling as I lie us down onto our sides, spooning and throwing her leg over my hip, opening her to me.
“I’ve got you, princess,” I whisper against her slick skin as I tuck her against me. My arm curls around her chest, holding her against me. I turn her face, covering her mouth as I slide back inside her swollen pussy.
She silently screams, and I do it again and again, dragging my tongue down her neck, grazing my teeth over that sweet spot at the juncture of her shoulder.
“That’s it, baby. You’re gonna give me one more,” I growl, and she throws her arm back and drags her nails through my hair, tugging my face to her lips.
Fuck, I love this woman.
I slide a hand down her toned stomach, over her bare sex, and tease her clit as I fuck her fiercely. Soft and slow is over. This is hard and fast and raw.
“Oh God,” she cries. “Please don’t stop.”
“Never,” I promise and slide a hand around her throat, not tight, just there. Just enough to tease. And when she sucks in a breathy moan, shaking and shuddering and tightening around me, I almost come on the spot.
“I missed you, Hendrix,” she cries.
“Serena.” I take her lips one more time. “I love you.”
Fire burns in my veins as we fuck away the hate and the hurt.
My control shakes as we move faster. Harder. Frenzied. Until there’s nothing between us. She comes on my cock as a white-hot heat explodes at the base of my spine, and her name is a fucking benediction on my lips.
Everly
Oh, Henny . . .
Nixon
Some of us are still sleeping, Evie.
Gracie
Then get up and make your wife breakfast in bed, Nixon.
Everly
I mean, I’d go with make your wife your breakfast in bed if you want to have a good day.
Leo
WTF, Everly!
Nixon
Dude. No. Don’t talk about my sex life, Evie. It’s fucking weird.
Everly
Fine. Let’s talk about Henny’s.
Gracie
Oh shit. I just saw that.
Leo
Saw what?
Nixon
I’m going back to bed.
Leo
It’s like eight a.m. WTH?
Nixon
What? I’m tired.
Everly
Still think you’re missing a golden opportunity.
Addie
Okay, since my husband has been sidetracked, I’m jumping in.
What Nix obviously isn’t saying is he already made a meal of Kenzie, most likely all night last night, so our girl is still sleeping away the post-orgasm bliss, and my educated guess is that’s where he wants to be.
What my moronic but adorable and incredibly well-endowed husband forgot he was asking is why is Gracie “oh shitting,” and why is Evie “Oh, Henny-ing”?
Addie
There. Does that bring everyone up to speed?
Ares
You know you can’t use common sense in these chats, Addie. It’s why all the spouses ignore them.
Cross
It’s just easier to leave this shit on silent.
Leo
Thanks for the well-endowed, babe.
Addie
Focus, Sinclairs. Now someone tell me what Henny did this time?
Everly
More like who . . .
Leo
What? Shit. We need to move to that street, babe. I’m feeling left out.
Addie
We are not moving so you can spy on your brother, Leo.
Gracie
There’s a car in his driveway.
Leo
Whose driveway?
Everly
OMG. You are so lucky you’re well-endowed because the common sense clearly skipped you, little brother.
Cross
Could you not talk about your brother’s junk, Cinderella?
Everly
Would you rather I talk about your junk, dear?
Cross
Not in the group chat with your brothers and sister.
Ares
I’ve seen it. It’s not much to talk about.
Everly
I beg to differ.
Gracie
He makes you beg?
Everly
Only if I’m good.
Gracie
That sounds like it could be fun.
Leo
Now I’m grossed out.
Gracie
Don’t knock it till you try it.
Nixon
Stop. Please, God. Just. Stop.
Addie
You know they’re doing this just to get a rise out of you guys, right?
Everly
Hey. You’re in the sisterhood. Don’t side with them.
Addie
Love you, ladies, but your brother gave me three orgasms last night and another one this morning before he got up with the kids. I’m choosing him.
Leo
Bringing that total to four, in case you missed that.
Nixon
Do you want a slow clap?
Addie
I already did that.
Cross
Has anyone noticed Hendrix hasn’t answered?
Ares
Probably has something to do with Serena Kingston’s car in his driveway.
Cross
Oh yeah. I was wondering who that was.
Nixon
Seriously? You all buried the lead.
Everly
I didn’t bury anything. I was trying to bring it to everyone’s attention because I got up around two a.m. to get water, and that little sports car was already there.
Gracie
And it’s still there.
Addie
Holy shit. Serena Kingston?
Ares
Why are you all surprised? I’m pretty sure they were banging back in the day.
Gracie
What? Why in the world would you think that?
Ares
I may have accidentally caught them in the shower at the beach when we were there for your cousin’s wedding.
Gracie
Ares! How could you not say anything?
Ares
Baby . . . you did that thing with your tongue on the lifeguard stand that night, and I think I temporarily forgot.
Gracie
Oopsie.
Leo
Fucking gross.
Hendrix
Yes, it’s Serena’s car. Yes, she spent the night. No, I’m not telling you anything else.
Everly
Come on, Henny. At least confirm you were the people in the shower.
Gracie
Yeah. Come on, Henny.
Hendrix
Bye, guys.