He licks his lips. “I see your point.”
I peer over at him. “Why is the Bellagio special to you?”
His gaze turns a moment to look out at the city of Las Vegas outside his windows. “It was the first casino your dad, our good friend Carson, and I went to when we turned twenty-one. Our birthdays were all lined up. One month after the next, your dad being the last. So for his birthday, we came here. The Bellagio was practically brand new at that point. We had to stay at it. A couple of weeks later he found out that you were going to be in the world, and we came back for his bachelor party. Even after your birth, it became a tradition to go there every summer. He loved the fountains and the conservatory. When he passed I kept the tradition going.”
Taking my last bite, I cock my head at him. “What about the other guy, Carson?”
He shrugs and sets half his sandwich, in the plastic still, on the ottoman beside him. “Paul was the glue that kept us together. He was the personality that leveled us out. Otherwise, Carson and I were too different; like oil and water. We just naturally grew apart after his death. Carson has his ways of remembering your dad and I have mine. I think he lives in Texas now, with his wife and kids. I haven’t spoken to him in ten years.”
“I’m sorry. It sounds like you lost two friendships at the same time.”
Another shrug. “That’s life I guess. I’ve made other good friends, like Lex. We’ve known each other for a long time as well now. No one has ever made it to the same level your dad did, but I still have friends and people I care about.”
I edge closer to him. “You have me, now, too. If you want me.”
He leans in toward me. His lips centimeters from mine. “I would love to date you and more. If youwantme.”
I shiver at the emphasis in his tone. “You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted so much in my life.”
We kiss again, this one soft but deep. I try to convey all the feelings I have rolling in my chest for him. It’s too soon to say I love him, but there’s definitely something there. Something new that I’ve never felt before.
He breaks the kiss and stands. He holds his hand out to me. I take it and stand as well. Putting my wine cooler bottle on the ottoman with his. He leads me through his apartment to his room. He turns on the light and leads me to the end of his bed.
Letting go of his hand, I reach down and take off my purple shirt, revealing the fact that I don’t have a bra on. His eyes soften at the sight and his hands reach out to hold my sides and he runs them up to my breasts. He runs his thumbs over each of my nipples, sending a zing down to my clit.
I gasp, my stomach flexing as he does it again. rolling the peaks under his thumbs and pressing them in. Leaning down, he takes one nipple into his mouth; the tip of his tongue swirls around it and he sucks hard before letting go and repeating it on my other nipple. My fingers comb through his hair. Each flick of his tongue goes straight to my clit, warming my core, and making me grow wet with need for him.
His long fingers ghost over my stomach, heading down to push under the band of my sweats and my underwear. It takes him no time for his long middle finger to part my thighs and find the aching bundle of nerves at my core.
My hips buck against his hand as his hand travels farther into my underwear. Two of his fingers curl as they push inside me and start to pump. I have to hold onto him as my legs threaten to buckle. I spread my legs further apart and my jaw drops.
His teeth lightly tug at my nipple, causing another thrill of pleasure to go through me. I’m coming in my pants in the next second and all over his hand. My passage squeezing his fingers. I pull his mouth to me for a kiss.
His fingers weren’t enough. They’ve only made me want his cock more. I need him to fill me. I need him to be inside me. It’s a deep kind of hunger I don’t know how to express to him. I just need it and I need it now.
Breaking the kiss, I hurry to push my sweats off my hips with my underwear. My body craves his cock now, I want nothing more than for him to stretch my walls all night long. If he could stay inside me the entire night, I would be so happy.
He chuckles. “What’s the rush, sweetheart? We have all night to make love.” He takes off his shirt revealing his incredible body. I’ll never tire of seeing it.
My heart flutters at his use of the word love. I grab at his pants undoing them for him and pushing them off his hips. “I need you inside me. I need to be close to you like that. Now. I need you.” I can’t explain the desperation I suddenly feel. The need to have all of him. The desire to be as close to him as possible. After tonight, I need it.
I push him back on the bed and move to straddle his waist. His hands hold my hips, stopping me from going further. His brown eyes stare up at me with concern. “Are you okay? I hadn’t planned for this tonight. I was going to have us go to sleep and let our minds and bodies rest. Are you ready for me? I don’t want to hurt you if you’re not wet enough.”
I fight his hold some. Lowering my folds to run along the length of his shaft. I easily slide back and forth and he groans. His fingers flexing on my sides. “I’m so wet for you, Knox. I need you. My body craves you, and after tonight, I want to feel you inside me and know that you’re here and I’m safe.”
My eyes close as I grind my clit into him. It feels so good, but it’s not what I want. I’m not normally so forward like this, but this is what I need right now. I don’t know if we’ll have a lifetime together to take it slower, but I’m hoping we’ll at least have a long while. For as long as he’ll have me.
I open my eyes as he reaches down and positions the head of his cock at my entrance. I greedily sink down onto it with a groan, taking him all the way inside me until his head brushes my cervix and I gyrate my hips. Grinding my clit into his pelvis. The motion also makes pleasure spark from a couple of spots inside me.
He groans his hands moving to my lower back as he sits up and then stands. His hands go under my thighs, holding me on his cock as my arms go around his neck. I gasp at the new angle. He stretches me more and the pleasure from his cock rubbing those hidden spots magnifies.
Knox holds me up as if I’m nothing but air. I moan as he lifts me and then lets me slide back down his shaft. I help him by locking my ankles behind his back and placing my hands on his shoulders and do an experimental bounce on his cock. This is incredible.
He groans. “Yes, bounce your tight pussy on me. I’ve wanted to do this position with you since I saw you. Your little body just screamed to be bounced on my dick.”
This position is also perfect for kissing him. I pull him into one as my body tightens with an ever-growing orgasm. He nips at my lower lip with his teeth before pulling on it with a deep growl. I open my eyes to stare at him. I love that primal sound. My passage flutters as the tension grows to a peak.
He moans more and thrusts his hips up into me. One hand lifts from my thigh to come down hard on my ass and the tension throughout my body releases.
