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Waking up this morning was an entirely different story, though.
He’d fallen asleep with Tenley in his arms, and he knew it was all kinds of pathetic to admit, but it had been the best night of his life. Getting this guarded, intensely independent, strong, diabolical woman to open up to him, to trust him with her inner pain, made him feel worthy for the first time in his life. No one had ever needed him for comfort before, and the fact that someone as strong and smart and fucking beautiful as her was the first was humbling.
There’d been nothing sexual about it, either. The whole night had been about nothing but the taking and giving of comfort.
Now, though…
Knox was lying on his back, one arm under Tenley. She sighed in her sleep and rolled into him, tucking her face into the spot where his neck and shoulder met. He smiled when she slid her arm around his waist. This felt right. Her breasts pressed up against his chest, his fingertips trailing over the ridges of her spine, their legs tangled together under the sheets, the warm, clean scent of her skin and hair tickling his nose….it was perfect.
She was perfect.
His cock knew it, too. It went from zero to hard in about three seconds flat.
Knox let his fingers dip under the hem of her tank top. Jesus, was there anything in the world softer than this woman’s skin?
Still asleep, she moaned and slid her knee over his thigh. His lips seemed to have a mind of their own as they kissed her forehead, then her temple, trailing down over her cheekbone, and finally—finally!—brushed over hers.
Her lips were warm and every bit as soft as they looked. He could kiss them for days. Months. Years.
Forever.
That’s when she started sleepily rocking her hips against his leg, slow and steady.
Fuck.
If he died right now, he’d go happy.
But he wasn’t ready to go just yet.
Knox shifted and rolled her until she was starfished across his chest, perfectly positioned to ride his cock. He couldn’t hold back a groan when she straddled him fully and moaned in his ear.
It was probably his answering groan that pulled her out of her sleepy haze. She lifted her head off his shoulder, and when her eyes met his, he’d never seen so many emotions flit through her expression. Confusion. Vulnerability. Embarrassment. Lust.
He was about to lose her.
She was going to climb off him. He could feel it in the tensing of her muscles and the way she started to push up on her knees, easing the pressure between his cock and her clit.
He couldn’t let her go. Something told him she needed this as much as he did.
So, Knox framed her face with his hands and lifted his lips to hers.
The kiss started off soft. Tentative. Seeking. Almost like they were both terrified the other was going to stop. But then she opened her mouth with a needy, hungry sound, and when her tongue tangled with his, he was lost.
Whatever restraint he’d had was a distant memory as he let out a strangled, desperate moan of his own. He’d apparently been starving his entire life, and the only thing that could satisfy him now was the sweet taste of Tenley’s mouth.
He slid one hand into her hair and gripped her hip with the other, urging her to start moving again. His breath stalled in his throat when she pulled her lips from his. If she left him now, he might actually die. Was that a thing? Did people ever die from wanting someone?
She didn’t pull away, though. She started rocking against him with a sense of urgency that rivaled his own. Desperate to feel more of her skin against his, he reached down, grabbed the hem of her tank top, and yanked it over her head. And when she eased back down on him again, hardened nipples pressing into his chest, he let out a pained groan.
Tenley pressed her forehead into the crook of his neck and gasped when he grabbed her ass and pressed his cock harder against her. “Can you come like this?” he ground out, knowing full well he didn’t have any condoms.
When she didn’t answer immediately, he rolled his hips up against hers again and decided he’d take her loud moan as the answer to his question. She was still holding back, though. He could feel it. Losing control—giving up control—wasn’t easy for her.
So, he wouldn’t ask her to give up anything.
“Take what you need, baby,” he whispered in her ear. “I’ve got you.”
Tenley sat up and looked down at him, and the heat and trust in her eyes was almost enough to make him come. But he’d be damned if he was going to come first. He gripped her hips tightly against his to increase the friction and pressure between them. And just to make absolutely sure she got there before he did, he reached between them and brushed his thumb over her clit through her soaked panties.
