Page 28 of Just One Night
“I am yours, Ella. Whenever. Wherever. However. Period. Stay with me this weekend. All weekend. Don't go home.” I nod as he drops to the floor of the elevator, hiking one of my legs over his shoulder.
I cry out as his mouth covers me, both of us moaning as I come after one long, slow lick of his tongue. Knox stands, lifting me into a corner of the elevator. He's inside me, pumping away before the elevator starts climbing floors. We stumble out backwards, toppling into his penthouse where I ride him until he comes with a shout, both of us laughing wildly.
“Fuck I can't get enough of you, Ella. Look at me,” Rolling to pin me beneath him, he shoves our clothes off, leaving us panting, sweaty and naked, “I will always give you what you need. If what you need is me, well then, I give you more of me. I want to take care of you, Ella. Give you everything. I don't want someone else to give you a single fucking thing. You hear me?” I nod, brushing my fingers over his golden skin.
“Yes, Sir. Speaking of needs. I need food.” Knox laughs, throws his head back and laughs before hoisting me up and carrying me to the kitchen.
Knox feeds me well. I watch him cook chicken and veggies naked, pressing kisses to my shoulders, my thighs, and my mouth as he spins around the kitchen. We eat naked too, sitting out in the warm summer twilight on his balcony, feeding one another lazily.
We talk about his bad day and how coming to see me made it seem insignificant. I tell him how finding him waiting for me again made me happier than I wanted to let him see. Knox promises me I could never ask for too much. Because he wants to give me everything, he says.
We make love again, sweet and slow and he calls me baby when we come and I call him Knox as pleasure pounds through me. After, we lay together a tangle of limbs as we watch the sun set in comfortable silence. I wake up sometime later, alone out on the balcony. Heading inside to find him, I instead find my worst nightmare.
“I don't care, Ora. Fired you for spreading your legs at the office. Come back to me with a DNA test.” I start to back away, not wanting to hear more of a conversation not meant for me.
“Who's the slut of the week, Knox?” I flinch when two pair of eyes swing to land on me.
Knox stands with a striking blond with big tits spilling out of her designer dress. Tall and lithe, is just who I imagined might be on the receiving end of those sexy selfies I once snooped through. While I don't recognize her as one of the faces in his bang gang collection, I don't doubt she's in there somewhere.
Maybe even right next to me.
Another one of many.
“Baby. Come here.” I almost laugh. Knox tries to remain control even when it is clear to all three of us, he just lost it.
“Yeah...no. I think I am going to go.” I walk through the living room nude, snatching up my clothes as I head for the elevator.
“Did I intrude?” The woman asks as her face twists in a mask of contempt.
“Get the fuck out. How did you even find where I live, Ora?” I punch the button on the elevator over and over, wanting to get out of here, away from him, away from whateverthisis.
“Taylor mentioned it.” I frown at the mention of his partner.
“Ella. Get back here, now. Don't you fucking walk out now.” I laugh. Cover my sob with a second laugh when he comes up behind me, pressing his face into my neck.
“Don't touch me.” Knox lets out a roar, dragging me back against him, harsh words at my ear.
“You don't tell me what to do. Forgot how we work, baby? I control this.” I laugh with a nod, punching at the call button furiously as I try to break free.
“My mistake. Entirely my fucking mistake.” Knox softens behind me, words going soft as he moves his mouth at my skin.
“Baby, do not go like this. Not this way, Ella. Ora is Taylors slut.” Another bark of a laugh as I realize how stupid I truly am.
“One of plenty, no doubt. Like you, keeping your options on speed dial. I need to go.” Knox punches the wall beside me and I jump as it splinters beneath his fist.
“I need you to stay. Ora is nothing to me besides a fucking thorn in my side. One I intend to remove once I set you straight.” I dart into the elevator once it finally swings open, still naked as I clutch my clothes.
“No need. I am straight as shit, Sir.” I spit the word out as the doors start to close in his face.
“Ella, I swear to Christ!” I wince as he punches at the doors before they close completely.
I lose it then. Don't even know why. I mean, I saw all the photos, all the videos, even a few screen shots of text messages. Knox kept plenty of female company. Rules stated I was not to sleep with another man while we did...whatever it was we were doing. Knox promised the same but I suppose all the lovers before me maybe didn't count?
I am dressed once the elevator hits the lobby.
Takes me three blocks to hail a cab in the rain and once I do, I don't look back.
After showering, feeding Bilbo and getting a stern talking to for leaving him alone so often—really, he just ate his food with his back to me and glared when he asked for seconds I denied—I wander around my apartment that doesn't feel very much like home.
