Page 130 of Say It Isn't So

He raised not one but both of his brows.

What?What was the big deal? I didn’t get it. We’d both had sex before, so what was I missing?

“Let me treat you right. Like you deserve to be treated.”

“I think we have different opinions on what that is.”

The corners of his lips turned upward in a naughty smile. “You win.” He brought his lips to mine and kissed me. It started slow, but quickly became passionate and it was a good thing my fever broke otherwise I might combust.

My fingers played with the hair on the base of his neck as I snaked my arms around him, pulling him close to me. But Knox was steadfast in his determination to lavish my skin with attention. He moved his lips down my throat carefully trailing a finger over the skin that still tingled from his kisses, drawing a line down my throat to my cleavage. The material of my sports bra did nothing to keep the heat I felt from his touch at bay.

Continuing his descent, he brought his finger to my belly button, circling the exposed skin before leaning down to press a kiss right below it in the space above the elastic on my boy shorts.

I cradled his head in my hands and moaned in delight as he flicked his tongue out and slid it under the elastic band on my waist. Eager for him, I spread wide, not caring how desperate it made me seem for his touch.

His hands on my thighs were tormenting me. My body was obsessed with him and I was already wet with desire. Taking his hand, I placed his palm over my center so he could feel what he was doing to me.

With tantalizing focus, he bent down again and kissed just below the line on my boy shorts on one thigh and grazed the delicate skin with his teeth. “Tell me what you need.”

“You,” I cried out and bit my lip anticipating his next move.

Wild with matched desire, Knox slid a finger inside me. I didn’t want to take my eyes off him, but the sensation was too good. I shut my eyes and let the feeling wash over me as he moved a finger to rub slow circles on my clit. “Oh, God!”

“No, Bianca, not God. It may feel like you’re in heaven, but you’re not.”

My heart began racing as another finger entered me. Gliding in and out, I felt tortured. I needed. . . I needed. . . “More,” I commanded, hoping that he would listen and do as I wanted.

“You like this, don’t you?” With a hungry look in his eyes he brought his lips to mine and greedily captured my mouth with his. I sucked his tongue, not ashamed to take more in every way—in any way I could get him. My senses were on overdrive because he added a third finger, this time masterfully brushing against my G-spot. No one had ever done that before, and it made me feel crazy with desire.

“You like feeling full of my fingers, don’t you?” he rasped. I’d bet an orgasm with him on the fact that he was so hard right now. It’d probably be a miracle he didn’t come in his pants like a teenage boy.

I pursed my lips and cried, “I’d much rather be filled with your cock.”

“Filthy girl.”

“No, Knox, just a girl who knows what she wants.” Then I looked down at his pants and quirked a brow. “And what you need.”

Sliding his fingers out, I immediately felt the loss. I needed him in me, filling me, whether it was his fingers or his cock. I needed something. I needed Knox.

“What do you—” I sucked in a desperate breath. I stared up at him as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked me off him.

“Hmm,” he groaned. “Maybe I’m the one that’s in heaven. I need to be buried deep inside you now,” he said, tugging my shorts down and over my knees.

“What are you waiting for then? I’m on the pill,” I said, my hands finding the button on his jeans. My hands worked fast and furious in getting his pants down and taking in the full weight of him, the full length of him.

He smirked and removed my hands. “Patience, Bianca.”

“I thought we already established that’s not a virtue I have.” And thankfully, neither did he because I felt the tip of him at my entrance. Yet I wanted nothing more than to shout,fill me already.

“Don’t I know it. You want me to be bare inside you?”

I nodded. “Mmhmm.” And with that, he slid in with one powerful thrust.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, trying to maneuver us so he could go deeper. He hitched my leg even farther, and tears filled my vision. “Fuck, Bianca. You were made for me. You take my cock so well.”

The way he stretched me was like nothing I’d ever felt before. He was thick and long, and with each thrust, I could feel myself teetering on the edge as he hit that magical spot.

“Knox, ” I was practically breathless.

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