Page 18 of Knockout Queen

“Again,” he says through clenched teeth.

“Jacob, yes,” I tell him. Our movements frantic now. He’s sliding inside me in furious strokes until I come apart, my name on his lips.

As soon as Jacob passes my lips, he jerks inside me, spilling his cum into my core. Tremors rake his body as he leans over me, pressing our chests together as he rides out our joint ecstasy.

He presses a soft kiss to my lips. “That was perfect, angel.” He shivers and all but collapses on top of me, his arms and legs giving out before shifting to his side, pulling out of me.

The first thing I do is check his bandage. There’s fresh blood there, almost encapsulating the entire bandage, but he yanks me back into his arms. “None of that matters. I just want to lie with the girl I’ve fallen for.”

I settle onto his chest, smiling. Dipping my fingers into his chest hair again, I say, “I hope your usage of the word girl isn’t another tease about my age.”

He moans. “Trust me. I know you’re a woman.”

Entwining his fingers with mine, he holds my hand on his chest where his heart beats just beneath his skin. I slip back into sleep, feeling content in more ways than one.

8

When I wake, Magnum’s not next to me. I move my hand over his cool sheets and then flip onto my back. I strain my ears, but don’t hear anything until the door cracks open. Expecting to see Magnum, I’m a little taken aback when Oscar ducks his head into the room. Despite some bruising around his eyes, he looks fine. He’s even walking normally, too.

He assesses me, the sheets just pulled up over my breasts. “You look thoroughly fucked. Great, now I’m hardandinsecure. You know he got shot yesterday, right? Maybe fucking wasn’t the best idea.”

I bite my lip to keep my smile at bay, but it doesn’t work. I crook my finger at him until he swaggers inside Magnum’s bedroom. “Do I detect jealousy, Oscar Drego?”

“Nope. Just a healthy dose of failing to measure up.”

As soon as he’s within reach, I pull him down next to me. “Let me guess, you’re on babysitting duty.”

“We don’t call it babysitting duty, Princess. We call it watching over the most precious thing we’ve ever seen.”

“Well, now you’re just trying to get into my pants.”

He raises his eyebrow. “I’ll be surprised if you’re wearing pants under there, and yes, I think I’ve been trying to get into your pants since day one,” he says unapologetically.

It’s a crime to have all these guys around and not want to fuck them, right? That seems like a waste.

“You need to stop looking at me like that,” Oscar groans.

“Or?” I push the covers down and straddle him, resting my core just over where he’s hardening in his pants.

“Or I’m going to find myself inside you so quickly I’ll probably embarrass myself.”

“Where’s Magnum?” I ask, turning to peek out the bedroom door.

“K requested his presence to talk about Johnny, so he called me in to watch over you.”

“Brawler?”

“With his mom still. She had an episode, and he’s pulling her out of it. Christmas is a hard time for them.”

That pulls me up short. “What the fuck day is it?”

Oscar’s hands creep over my hips, settling on my ribs where he encourages me to rock over him. “It’s Christmas Eve, Princess.” He frowns. “I didn’t get you anything.”

“You’re about to,” I tell him. I shift back to undo the button on his jeans. Once the fly is open, I pull his pants and boxers down until he reaches inside and frees his cock.

“It’ll have to be a quickie,” he warns, stroking himself.

Oscar is a fucking masterpiece in front of me. Even with his shirt on, there’s a peek of his taut abs. His tanned hand gripping his cock is like pure crack. Magnum must have unleashed something inside me last night because I’m more than ready to climb on top of Oscar.

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