Page 67 of WITSEC
The line rang once. “What’s up, boss?”
“I’m taking my lunch.”
“Enjoy your break,” Derek said before hanging up.
I gave room for Knox to go close and lock his office door. “We can make it quick, so you have time to eat,” I said.
He took my hand. “I’ll eat in the shower.”
I couldn’t find it in me to argue as he pulled me into his private bathroom. Right away, Knox turned on the water to get it warmed. We made quick work of removing our clothes. Then Knox lifted me by the backs of my thighs. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I kissed him as he carried me into the shower.
He tried to help me wash. He got really distracted when it came to washing my boobs. Because they were soapy, his fingersand palms slid over them easily and he thoroughly enjoyed the feel of that. I didn’t complain, either.
When I was clean, he bent me over and smacked my butt.
“Knox!” I snapped. For the past eight months, ever since Creed had declared he was going to spank me every time he bent me over as punishment for facing Mr. X on my own, all four of them had done it. Every. Single. Time.
It actually wasn’t that bad. I found it hot, but after three months of that, I’d started to protest to save face.
He chuckled as he knelt behind me. With his big hands he squeezed my butt cheeks before he used his thumbs to spread me open. I felt his warm breath before his tongue lapped over my clit. Then he licked me from one end of my slit to the other.
“Oh, God, Knox!” I moaned and I put my hand on the wall so I didn’t fall over.
His breath puffed against my wet core as he laughed. “There you go calling me a god again.”
“I swear, the ego you Stone boys have?—”
He cut me off when he buried his face in my pussy and did as he’d said he would. He ate me for lunch.
When I came, my already-weak legs gave out and he had to catch me. As if I weighed nothing at all, he had me against the wall with my legs draped over his forearms.
“Put me inside you,” he ordered.
I reached between us to take his heavy, hard cock in my hand. My fingers wrapped around him, and I gave him a few firm strokes I knew felt good before I positioned the head of his cock right where we both wanted him most. I was slick and ready for him thanks to his tongue. He pushed right into me. Needing to hold on to something, I put my hands around the back of his neck.
As he sank into me fully, we both groaned.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” he said in that deep growly voice he got every time we had sex. It was like being inside me made him a little bit feral, and he could be a downright caveman sometimes.
He pulled his hips back, withdrawing his cock until he was almost out of me, and then he thrust back in, making me whimper.
As he began to pound into me, I did my best to keep my volume down. Even though his office door was closed, I still wanted to be careful.
Knox’s mouth found mine and he seemed to enjoy muffling my moans with his tongue stroking against mine.
I couldn’t stop myself from digging my nails into the back of his neck as I felt my orgasm approaching fast. “Don’t stop,” I begged.
“Why would I stop?” he growled. “I know you’re close.” He let out a curse. “When your pussy grips my cock like this, Shiloh…fuck, it’s the closest thing to heaven.”
His words finished me off and he kissed me to muffle my cries. As my orgasm took over my body, I squeezed even tighter around him and that sent him over the edge. I felt him swell just before he spilled himself inside me. I had been back on birth control since we’d returned home, and with Mr. X no longer in our lives, I didn’t get stressed enough to get any more late periods.
Knox rested his head against my shoulder as we recovered.
Panting, I said, “Since it’s heaven between my legs, I think that makes me the god.”
He snorted before he erupted with full-on laughter. Lifting his head off my shoulder, he smiled down at me. “I love you.”
“I know,” I said, making him shake his head at me while smiling. He leaned in to give me a quick kiss before pulling outof me and setting me on my feet. I put my hand on his heart. “I love you, too.”
