“Not good enough.”
Knox knew lots of beautiful women. I didn’t want to be one of many. That’s why I’d never allowed myself to consider a relationship with him before. He tired of women too easily and if he ever tired of me it wouldn’t just break me it would shatter me into a million little pieces.
“Sexy.” He leaned in, pulling my straps down so he could kiss the slope of my shoulder. “Smart. Creative. Talented.”
They were sweet words, but he hadn’t said anything that led me to believe he was serious about moving us out of the friend zone. Aside from his desire to have sex with me. But sex could still happen in the friend zone. It just made things more awkward unless both parties were on the same page.
“What do you want from me?” I let him push my tank top down, before unfastening my bra. So far we hadn’t crossed any lines we hadn’t crossed before.
“Everything.” His voice sounded pained as he started rolling one nipple between his fingers before sucking the other deep into his mouth.
Ah, I felt that buzz travel to my core, making it tough to think. I just wanted to give in to the sensation and let him have his way with me. But I couldn’t, could I?
* * *
Knox
I was coming unglued. Three drinks weren’t enough for a buzz. It was just enough to make me want to quit the fight. I had the girl I’d been fantasizing about in my lap, half undressed, and I just wanted to let go, coax her to give in, and indulge in every dirty fantasy I’d ever had about her.
“Knox.”
The way she said my name got me even more riled up because it made me think about those sweet lips murmuring my name while I was buried deep inside of her…
I couldn’t do this anymore. I had to have her or I was gonna lose my mind. I brought her face to mine and looked into her eyes for half a second, giving her one more chance to push me away before my mouth descended on hers. One flick of her tongue against mine made me realize I didn’t give a shit about consequences anymore. This was the day we were finally gonna seal the deal.
She moaned into my mouth as I filled my hands with her sweet round ass. I loved everything about this woman, but her body felt like it was made for me. The way she kissed me. The way she felt melting into my arms, surrendering, was the most erotic experience I’d ever had and I was still fully clothed.
“Have to have you, Cec.” 1 was tearing her tank over her head before tossing her bra along with it.
“Yes.”
“Stand up,” I said, between kisses so hot they made my head buzz. “Take that skirt off. Let me see you.”
I’d never seen her completely naked before, though we’d been close. But this was unchartered territory, the place where we exposed our fears and defenses while shedding our clothes. Stripped naked, bare, and completely defenseless. That’s how this girl suddenly made me feel. And I knew why. I’d passed the point of falling. I’d already fallen. Hard, deep… and maybe forever.
Her eyes pierced mine while she slid the skirt over her hips and hooked her thumbs in her nude thong, letting those slide down her legs before kicking her sandals off.
My mouth was watering, imagining all the things I wanted to do to her. I wanted her to leave this bus drunk on me, craving my touch, counting down the hours until she could have me again.
“Your turn, Knox.”
I didn’t hear any hesitation in her voice, only a quiet plea that let me know she needed this as much as I did. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and smiled when she bit her lip as she watched me. The belt came next and I used it as leverage, slipping it around her waist to draw her closer. Her breasts were level with my mouth, and I was in Heaven, drawing one taut peak into my mouth, followed by another.
Her palms were braced on my shoulders and she sucked in a breath when my hand slipped between her legs. I placed wet kisses all over flat stomach while using my finger to tease her swollen bud.
I was dying to taste her, but that would come later. I wanted to watch her fall apart for me half a dozen times before she called a time-out. Her performance report on her last lover drummed through my head, prompting me to slide my fingers deep, stimulating her more.
“Oh God, Knox.” She sank forward, relying on me to hold her up. “That feels amazing.”
She had no idea how many ways I could make her feel amazing, but I intended to show her. Slowly. Thoroughly. Numbing her mind and soothing her fears about me.
She was sinking her hands into my hair now, bowing her back, riding my hand, and I was straining my jeans. Losing my mind over this goddess who’d been under my nose all along. And I’d been too blind to see that I could have been experiencingthis,every day of my life.
“That’s it, baby.” Watching her lose it was making it damn near impossible for me to hold on. “God, Cece…” I’d never been this turned on. Never wanted a woman this much.
“Oh, I—”
She didn’t have to tell me, I felt it. Her muscles tightening, that contorted look of ecstasy on her beautiful face. And the throbbing. God, the throbbing was killing me.
