Page 75 of Hello Tease

“Hey, some guys are into golden showers.”

Anytime now, floor. Please, swallow me up.

When I didn’t laugh, he twisted me in his arms and hugged me. “Babe, do you know how many people have peed their pants from laughing too hard around me?”

I looked up at him.This had to be a joke.

He lifted his gaze toward the sky, racking his memory. “The first time was when some out-of-town cousins came to visit. She was seven years old and peed her pants out by the barn.”

I let out a chuckle. “So, a child.”

“I’m not done. There was my first girlfriend, when I was sixteen. There may have been some alcohol involved. Then another girlfriend at twenty-one. Fletcher at twenty-four—”

“Wait, I need to hear that story,” I said.

“Fletcher would kill me,” he deadpanned. He reached for the water, and satisfied it was warm, he shuffled both of us under the stream, still hugging me. The water splashed up from the spot where it hit our shoulders as he continued the list all the way up until tonight. “You make lucky number twelve.”

“I hate you,” I said.

He dipped his head down, kissing my cheek, my neck. “Is that so?” he hummed.

Fuck. “You’re not supposed to be turning me on right now. I’m embarrassed.” Still, my traitorous hands went to the back of his neck, nails scratching at his scalp.

He dipped his head farther, drawing a nipple into his mouth and sucking until heat pooled at my core.

“Knox, we’re in public...”

“Door’s locked,” he said before teasing my other nipple.

I held on to him, legs feeling weak as hot water blasted over our bodies, adding to the slickness. His cock was hard, pressing against me. I reached down, taking it in my fist. This man had a way of distracting me, of making me lose all control. And after being the one in charge for so long, I loved that he could give this gift of wild abandon to me.

“Baby,” he moaned softly against my chest.

“I want you,” I told him.

“Back up.” He guided me until my back was against the shower wall, the stream of water completely forgotten now. Then he hooked his hands around both my knees, lifting me off the ground. Seth had never been strong enough for this, especially after I gained weight. But Knox? He made it seem easy as he guided his cock into me, filling and stretching me until I had to bite down on his shoulder to keep from crying out.

“That’s it,” he said, slowly pumping into me.

“God, your cock feels so good,” I said to him.

“Give me your eyes,” he ordered. “I want you to look at me when you speak with that dirty mouth.”

I did as he asked—would do anything he asked of me—and held his face in my hands, watching his expression, the subtle flex of his muscles as he fucked me, eyes on me like I was the hottest woman in the world.

“You look so good when you’re getting fucked by me,” he said, eyes full of heat.

“I can’t get enough of you,” I said, wishing he could somehow get deeper. Wishing I could put words to this overflowing feeling in my chest. And then it hit me. “I love you.” The words spilled out of me before I could even think of holding them back. Before logic could tell me it was too soon to be thinking things like that, let alone saying them. But it was Knox. What we had existed outside of societal norms.

It was more than a relationship. What we had was... everything.

He paused, inside of me, his eyes full of emotion. “Do you mean that?” His voice was rough... vulnerable.

Fear piqued within me. What if he didn’t feel the same way?

But I was tired of being afraid, tired of being less than myself to please a man. So I nodded, cradling his face in my hands. “I know it’s early, but I love you, Knox.”

He brought our lips together, kissing me as he ground his hips into me, filling me, bringing out even more emotions within me.

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