Page 23 of Possessed By Knox
“I don’t know what to do,” I admit, lifting my eyes to his and blinking up at the man watching me with the most beautiful hazel-green eyes I’ve ever seen. “Will you show me? Teach me?”
His eyes flash with heat and the grip in my hair tightens. “Lick it,” he says roughly, and I keep my eyes on his as I lean forward and slide my tongue up the thick length of his shaft. His head tips back with a groan and the veins in his throat pop with barely restrained power. “Fuck, baby, you’re killing me.”
“I can do more.” There has to be more. “Show me!”
He grabs the base of his cock and guides the tip of his shaft to my mouth. “Open.” It’s an order I follow like a good little soldier. My eyes stay on his as I slowly take him into my mouth, choking at the size of him and nearly losing my mind at the texture and taste of his rigid cock. He’s halfway in my mouth before I realize I can’t take any more without choking. “Now suck me off.”
I flush, heat climbing up my neck and face as I wrap my mouth around his length and do as he instructs. Those eyes darken and the grip in my hair tightens, bringing me both pleasure and pain. I push in for more, relaxing my throat as I attempt to take more of him. My eyes well up with tears and I choke on his shaft the first few times before we develop a rhythm.
“Yes, baby, like that,” he pants, his grip loosening as he drags his fingers through my hair in soothing motions. I whimper around his cock when I feel my own sex flood with need, my nipples aching for relief. I roll my hips on the bed, rubbing my aching sex against soft sheets but it offers no relief.
I love him.
It’s an odd moment to have this realization, but as he guides his cock in and out of my mouth with such controlled strength, I realize that I never want to be in this position with any other man. And the thought of Knox with another woman sends so much hot jealousy searing through me that I nearly forget myself as my teeth graze his cock.
“Fuck, baby!” he growls, his eyes firing up with alarm and arousal. “No teeth, sweetheart.”
“Sorry,” I whisper, mortified by my own thoughts even as I realize that they’re not going anywhere. I’m wet and hot and feeling extremely jealous of a hypothetical situation where Knox touches another woman. It doesn’t make sense, but then again, none of what’s happened over the last couple of days has made much sense. “I want you.”
“Baby—”
“Please,” I whimper, climbing up his body before straddling his hips. I’m still a little sore from last night, but I’m wet and aching and can barely think beyond the relief his body can offer mine. “Please, Knox. I want you.”
“Fuck, you’re killing me,” he grinds out even as his hands move to grip my ass, squeezing hard. “You want my cock in your tight little pussy, don’t you?”
I nod frantically before reaching up to shove my hair from my face. He guides me to lift my hips over his, lining my sex up with his shaft. I’m trembling, every bit of me bracing for him, and there’s no holding back my gasp when the head of his shaft nudges my entrance.
“Oh God,” I whimper as he inches into me. He’s big and it hurts a little, but I’ve never wanted anything—anyone—more than I want him.
I love him.
Recklessly, helplessly, and completely.
A scream tears out of me when he pulls me down his massive girth, filling me completely. He sits up and wraps his arms around me, pulling me flush against him until my breasts are pressed against his hard chest and his forehead is against mine, and then we’re kissing. I wrap my arms around him, hugging him close as I instinctively move my hips, moaning at the mix of pleasure and pain.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he rasps against my lips, guiding me as I roll my hips over his. “I’ll never get used to the feel of you. So fucking perfect.”
A wave of emotions chokes me and robs me of words, so I bury my face in his throat and ride him. He rocks his hips to meet my thrusts and soon the room fills with our pleasured groans and the wet sounds of our lovemaking. The way we move, like a practiced dance, is almost perfect—like we’ve been doing this for years. It’s a perfect fit. A perfect moment.
And it’s happening in the last city it should.
I tune out the thought as I move faster over him, scratching his back in a desperate need to anchor myself from the pressure building in my core, but there’s also an urgency to mark him as mine. Anyone who sees his back will know that he belongs to someone else.
That he belongs to me.
“Goddamn, baby!” he pants into my ear as I rock my hips faster over his, the friction fanning the fire in my core. “Fuuuck!”
“Knox!”
I bury my teeth into his shoulder when the volcano erupts and pleasure floods through my system. I lock my arms tightly around his shoulders as I ride the wave, rocking harder and faster over him. I barely hear his catch of breath or feel the tension in his muscles before he’s flooding my womb with his seed. We come apart together and it’s nothing short of perfect. Every inch of my body trembles as the orgasm goes on forever,and when I push back, his mouth slams down on mine in a hard kiss that takes over what’s left of my senses.
“God!” he pants, dropping his forehead against mine. I feel his cock twitch inside of me. “What’s gotten into you, little bird?”
Unreasonable jealousy and uncharacteristic possessiveness, but I don’t tell him that. “Are you complaining?”
He smirks. “You know how to deflect,” he says, leaning down and kissing my damp breast. “I’ll let it go this time, but next time, I want you to talk to me.”[KB31]
I’m saved from having to answer by the ringing of a phone from somewhere in the room. I recognize the ringtone. It’s tempting to just get back under the sheets with Knox and ignore the call, but I know all too well that the caller will not stop calling unless I answer. So with a sigh, I push back, whimpering with soreness when I climb off his lap.
