couldn’t have been older than fourteen were laughing to each other as they walked up. One jabbed the other in the ribs, which led to a lighthearted shoving match that had them cackling.
“Were we ever that young?” she asked Lennox.
He teasingly pinched her arm. “Yep.”
“Are you sure? Because I feel so old now. Actually, I felt ancient even when I was their age.” She nodded toward the exuberant boys.
“You’re twenty-five, love.” Lennox grinned. “Hardly what anyone would consider ancient.”
Rylan’s easygoing drawl drifted over from the target range. “Everyone grab a gun,” he was telling the new arrivals. “Hold it. Get used to the weight of it in your hands. Then we’ll show you how to load the magazines.”
Jamie chuckled as every boy eagerly reached for a handgun. The girls seemed more reluctant, except for one dark-haired teenager who snatched up a slate-gray Glock as if it were a rare piece of chocolate.
“We should have brought Piper,” Jamie mused. “She could have benefited from these lessons.”
“Rylan can teach her when we get back,” Lennox answered in a firm tone. “I don’t like her being out in the colony.”
“Uh-huh, sure. More like you don’t want her witnessing all the debauchery here in Foxworth.”
It didn’t surprise her when Lennox didn’t offer a denial. He couldn’t, because he was as protective of Piper as he was of Jamie.
“What, you think Piper’s innocent eyes can’t handle the sight of you screwing Tamara from behind while she’s going down on Reese?”
“That’s not what happened last night.”
“No?”
He broke out in a wolfish grin. “If you must know, Tamara was riding my face while Reese rode my cock.”
The crude confession sent a jolt of lust straight to her pussy. She had no doubt that Lennox had made Reese and Tamara very happy last night. She’d seen him in action before, and damn, her best friend had no problems in the sex department.
“Braggart,” Jamie accused.
“Right, like you weren’t doing the same thing with Beckett and Travis.” Lennox paused, donning a faraway look for a moment. Then he let out a rough curse.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” His voice sounded pained. “I was just remembering the last time Beck and Trav were over at the old house.”
She remembered it too. Vividly. The two men had driven her wild that night. Beck pounding her pussy while Trav pounded her ass… A shiver ran through her as the delicious memories rose to the surface.
Beside her, Lennox shifted as if in discomfort. “How many times did you come that night?”
“God, I can’t even remember. Three? Four?”
He grunted out a noise.
Jamie turned toward him, armed with a grin, but the smile died on her lips when she saw his eyes. They were molten, gleaming with raw heat that caught her off guard. It was a look she’d seen often, and one he wore well. A look that dampened the panties of any woman lucky enough to be the focus of that deep, intense stare.
But Jamie wasn’t usually on the receiving end of it. Her nipples puckered into tight buds as the heat on Lennox’s face singed right through her shirt. Sizzled right to her core. A strange current crackled in the air between them as their eyes locked.
“Len?” she said uncertainly.
His tongue came out to brush his upper lip. Jesus. Either she was completely misreading the situation, or Lennox was actually —
“
Never
point your weapon at someone!” Pike’s sharp voice snapped in their direction. “Treat every gun like it’s loaded, even if you’re sure it isn’t.”
“Seriously, don’t fuck around with these things.” Rylan spoke up in agreement, but his voice was far gentler than Pike’s. “You wouldn’t believe how many innocent suckers have had their brains blown out by ‘unloaded’ weapons.” He air-quoted that, then stepped up to one of the boys and nudged the kid’s gun barrel in a safe direction with no human targets in sight.
Jamie
“Were we ever that young?” she asked Lennox.
He teasingly pinched her arm. “Yep.”
“Are you sure? Because I feel so old now. Actually, I felt ancient even when I was their age.” She nodded toward the exuberant boys.
“You’re twenty-five, love.” Lennox grinned. “Hardly what anyone would consider ancient.”
Rylan’s easygoing drawl drifted over from the target range. “Everyone grab a gun,” he was telling the new arrivals. “Hold it. Get used to the weight of it in your hands. Then we’ll show you how to load the magazines.”
Jamie chuckled as every boy eagerly reached for a handgun. The girls seemed more reluctant, except for one dark-haired teenager who snatched up a slate-gray Glock as if it were a rare piece of chocolate.
“We should have brought Piper,” Jamie mused. “She could have benefited from these lessons.”
“Rylan can teach her when we get back,” Lennox answered in a firm tone. “I don’t like her being out in the colony.”
“Uh-huh, sure. More like you don’t want her witnessing all the debauchery here in Foxworth.”
It didn’t surprise her when Lennox didn’t offer a denial. He couldn’t, because he was as protective of Piper as he was of Jamie.
“What, you think Piper’s innocent eyes can’t handle the sight of you screwing Tamara from behind while she’s going down on Reese?”
“That’s not what happened last night.”
“No?”
He broke out in a wolfish grin. “If you must know, Tamara was riding my face while Reese rode my cock.”
The crude confession sent a jolt of lust straight to her pussy. She had no doubt that Lennox had made Reese and Tamara very happy last night. She’d seen him in action before, and damn, her best friend had no problems in the sex department.
“Braggart,” Jamie accused.
“Right, like you weren’t doing the same thing with Beckett and Travis.” Lennox paused, donning a faraway look for a moment. Then he let out a rough curse.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” His voice sounded pained. “I was just remembering the last time Beck and Trav were over at the old house.”
She remembered it too. Vividly. The two men had driven her wild that night. Beck pounding her pussy while Trav pounded her ass… A shiver ran through her as the delicious memories rose to the surface.
Beside her, Lennox shifted as if in discomfort. “How many times did you come that night?”
“God, I can’t even remember. Three? Four?”
He grunted out a noise.
Jamie turned toward him, armed with a grin, but the smile died on her lips when she saw his eyes. They were molten, gleaming with raw heat that caught her off guard. It was a look she’d seen often, and one he wore well. A look that dampened the panties of any woman lucky enough to be the focus of that deep, intense stare.
But Jamie wasn’t usually on the receiving end of it. Her nipples puckered into tight buds as the heat on Lennox’s face singed right through her shirt. Sizzled right to her core. A strange current crackled in the air between them as their eyes locked.
“Len?” she said uncertainly.
His tongue came out to brush his upper lip. Jesus. Either she was completely misreading the situation, or Lennox was actually —
“
Never
point your weapon at someone!” Pike’s sharp voice snapped in their direction. “Treat every gun like it’s loaded, even if you’re sure it isn’t.”
“Seriously, don’t fuck around with these things.” Rylan spoke up in agreement, but his voice was far gentler than Pike’s. “You wouldn’t believe how many innocent suckers have had their brains blown out by ‘unloaded’ weapons.” He air-quoted that, then stepped up to one of the boys and nudged the kid’s gun barrel in a safe direction with no human targets in sight.
Jamie
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