Page 109 of Snapshot

“Okay,” she murmurs. “I can handle it.”

“I know you can, baby, but I want you to like it. So, follow my lead.” This time when I grab the oil, I coat my cock. Everything is soaked and warm. When I kneel in the tub, hips submerged underwater, I guide Lennox down on all fours. My tip touches her tight ring of muscle and at first, it seems impossible. I nudge against her, and she winces. Reaching around her hips, I play with her clit, flicking her sensitive spot until she tenses her thighs and her breath grows ragged.

“Good girl,” I growl into her ear. “Just like that. Feels good, doesn’t it? You’re so warm and wet for me baby. Just come. As hard as you want.” I flick my finger faster.

As if she knows what I’m trying to do, the moment she climaxes, she pushes her ass backward, sliding over my hard, slippery cock, letting me completely fill her ass. We both freeze when my balls bump against her sex.

Fucking sweet paradise.I have never felt anything like it. I’ve done this before, but not like this. Not with a woman I loved. Not with a body I reveled in like this. Lust mix with dirty, wanton, need. It’s fucking bliss.

“Oh hell, Dex. It’s…it’s…okay. Better than okay. I…” She slowly pulls away from me, then throws her hips backward once more. Raising up to just her knees, she tries to grasp the sides of the tub for leverage but can’t quite get a good grip. Despite her trying to brace herself, she lunges forward every time I push into her. Her ass is so damn tight, it’s hard to maneuver.

“You like it?” I ask. She nods fervently, making her long hair jostle in front of my face. I hold her hips steady. “Then relax, baby, let me do it. Stay still. Let me fuck you.” I grind my hips, sliding in deeper. In and out, her tight walls massaging me with pressure like I’ve never felt before. I won’t last like this.

“Yes.Like that. A little faster, Dex. Fuck, it feels good.” Reaching around, I grab her breasts as handles as I push into her with long, slow thrusts.

Goddammit, she feels so good. There’s so much pressure, it’s borderline painful, but just enough edge to be the most invigorating sensation I’ve ever felt. “I’m going to fill your ass, baby. Is that what you want?”

“Yes,” she rasps out. Plunging her hand in the water, she touches between her thighs, furiously rubbing her clit.

“That’s good. One more time. Come for me again before I fill you up. I love it when you take care of yourself. So sexy.”

I slow the pace down, curious about how it feels when Lennox comes with me buried balls deep in her ass. After another moment, she’s shaking, mewling with pleasure as she cries out loudly. “Yes, yes, so fucking good,” she whispers. “I love it.”

Tension brewing in my balls, I know I don’t have long. I come hard, filling her as promised. Breathless and not ready to leave her warmth, I playfully pat her ass. “Such a good girl.” When we’re both spent, she falls back into my chest, causing me to slip out. I kick my legs out on either side of her, so we’re now both seated on our asses, the water level barely rising above our hips.

I cup the warm water in my palm, trying to cover her shoulders. But it’s not enough to keep her from shivering. Lennox pokes her foot out of the water, turning the hot water handle with her toe. The warmth envelops us both. We soak for a while, nothing but the sound of our breathing and the occasional movement of the water. It’s the most at peace I’ve ever felt. It’s comparable to when I’m thirty meters below in the ocean, lost in a different world. With Lennox, I feel less like escaping. I want to be here. With her.

Lennox must get sleepy because she feels a little heavier as her body relaxes on top of mine. “Hmmm, I’m so tired,” she mumbles, “don’t let me drown in here.”

“Never.” I kiss the top of her head. “How do you feel?”

“Probably sore tomorrow,” she says with a weak laugh. “But tonight, I’m perfect. How was that for you?”

“Addicting,” I admit. “I love you, Lennox. So much.”

She lets out a sweet, low hum. “Thank you… I’m still saving mine. Moment’s not quite right.”

I chuckle softly. “Okay, then. Save it. Come on, let me put you to bed.”

She shakes her head, her damp hair dragging across my chest. “No, can’t move,” she mutters. “Let’s sleep here.”

“In the tub?”

She gripes and protests as I push her up by the shoulders so I can slip out from behind her. I grab two towels, then quickly dry myself off. Lennox scowls at me, still seated in the tub. “Come on, baby, all you have to do is stand. I’ll do the rest.” She rises excruciatingly slowly, making me laugh. Once she’s upright, I wrap the fresh towel around her, then scoop her up in my arms. She squeals when her feet leave the ground.

I carry my wife over the threshold between the bathroom to our bedroom and lay her gently on her side of the bed. I pull thetowel from her body and wrap her in the sheet and comforter instead. As best I can, I dry her hair so her pillow isn’t drenched.

“You take such good care of me. You must like me or something.” She flashes me a smart smile.

“Yeah, Trouble, you’re all right.” I kiss the tip of her nose. “I think I’ll keep you.”

She laughs as I tuck in bed behind her, pulling her against my naked body.

I drift off, not dreaming of the ocean for once but dreaming of me and Lennox. It’s an oddly lucid dream, my brain trying to make sense of the context.

Lennox and I are sitting next to each other on a white-washed porch in black rocking chairs. We’re gray-haired and wrinkled, enjoying the warm breeze against our faces, staring out at our big family playing in the yard. The skyline in front of us is hazy. A mix of Vegas and Miami.

Lennox holds out her hand. I take it, our arms full of sunspots and discoloration, but our grip still strong. We hold each other tightly.

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