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“Hey, you guys alright? I was thinking of heading back to my condo. You want to leave or stay awhile?” Knox interrupts our girl talk.
“I could head back. My feet are killing me!” I whine, rubbing the balls of my feet. He takes my hand and helps me to my feet, and I wince a little from the pain.
I thank Ellie and tell her how helpful she’s been over the past few days. We hug goodbye before stepping into the car we arrived in, leaving the middle row free. The driver keeps his eyes focused on the road as I slip off my shoes and wiggle my toes.
Knox leans over the middle seats and pulls down a divider between us and the driver. “I could use some privacy right now,” he informs me, looking out the window at the passing city lights.
Chapter 69
“Here, put your feet up. I’ll give you a massage, baby doll. You deserve it after tonight. Thank you for coming with me. I had a great time with you.”
His warm hands start to massage the base of my foot, causing me to relax into the leather seat. My eyes close, and I sink further into the seat, getting comfortable as the city lights pass us by.
“God, that feels incredible! You’re the one who deserves a massage, though. You were in your element tonight. And thank you for inviting me. You didn’t have to, but I’m glad you did. I had a wonderful time.”
I begin to rub my arms for warmth, and I feel him remove his jacket and drape it over my shoulders. His cologne envelops me, and I open my eyes to find him smiling at me, the same way he smiles at Eden. “What?” I ask, curious about his thoughts.
“You look adorable in my jacket. Tonight was incredible, and you were the highlight. Especially when you laughed so hard while we were taking photos.” His hands stop massaging my feet and start to gently rub my legs.
He leans in closer, our faces barely inches apart. I can feel his warm breath on my lips. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for all night.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all night, baby doll,” he murmurs, as if reading my thoughts.
Our lips meet in a slow, passionate kiss. I part my lips when he teases my lower lip with a gentle bite, allowing his tongue to meet mine.
Our tongues dance together, and my hand slips up to the side of his strong neck. His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer.
I lift my leg and straddle him, deepening our kiss. One of his hands rests on my neck while the other strokes my lower back. I shuffle closer, pressing my chest against his.
God, I hope we don’t crash. This isn’t exactly safe.
His hand leaves my neck, trailing down my arm until it reaches my hip. He pulls me closer, and my arms wrap around his neck. His hands move to my butt, holding me firmly.
The warmth of his hands through my dress sends shivers up my spine. God, I’m so turned on right now. He gives my butt a firm squeeze, and I can’t help but moan.
He does it again, his thumbs trailing up under my dress. Our heads move from side to side, but the pace of our kisses remains the same.
I press myself closer, feeling his hardness against me. He groans, the sound vibrating through my throat and down into my stomach, pooling heat low in my belly.
His hands continue to explore under my dress, caressing the skin of my legs and butt. The roughness of his hands on my skin feels incredible. His hands seem to be searching for something, but I’m not sure what.
Suddenly, he breaks the kiss and we stare at each other. Our breaths mingle, and his eyes dart between mine so quickly that I’m getting lost in them. His bright blue eyes show an emotion I don’t recognize.
“You’re not wearing any underwear?” His tone is incredulous, but he’s right. I shake my head, still lost in his hypnotic gaze.
He closes his eyes as soon as I confirm this and sighs loudly, throwing his head back against my arms.
“Alex,” he groans, sounding frustrated. I pull back, surprised. “Why aren’t you wearing any? And why am I only finding out about this now?” He still won’t look at me.
“I...you could see them through the dress...and I didn’t have a thong with me...so I decided not to wear any. Nobody noticed. You didn’t, so...”
“That doesn’t matter, Alex. Jesus, any pervert could’ve been looking up your dress tonight.”
“Nobody was looking up my dress tonight, Knox. I covered myself. It’s not my first time doing this—”
“Oh, I know it’s not your first time, baby doll. Next time, tell me—”
“And have you go crazy, ignore me again, and lock me up in the room? No thanks, I’m good.”
