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“Why are you acting like it didn’t happen?” Savannah sneers, raking her eyes over me before sending a look full of daggers over my shoulder. I don’t have to look to know Courtney’s standing behind me.

I let out a humorless laugh and shake my head. “You’re a crazy fucking bitch! Stay away from me.”

I turn on my heel and begin to storm away when I realizeCourtney is staring at me, vulnerability all over her face. Pushing away my anger, I blow out a deep breath before going to her. My hands grip her shoulders gently as I look her in the eye. “Baby, you have to believe me. You are all that I’ve seen since the moment I walked into this place. I went on six dates today and only one mattered.”

There’s a flicker of doubt in her eyes, and I fucking hate that Savannah placed that there to begin with, but she softly nods and slips her arms beneath mine, pulling me in for a hug. Relief washes over me as I press a kiss to the top of her head and hold her tight.

“I’m sorry I hit you,” she mutters into my shirt.

I kiss her head again. “Forget it. You had every right,” I say as I look over to see Savannah and her little minions glaring at us.

I glare at her in a way that I hope conveys she better fuck the hell off before I come unglued. Normally, I’m a calm guy, but this… this pissed me the fuck off. I knew this experience wasn’t going to be easy, but I didn’t anticipate others attempting to sabotage me and my relationship, or at least what’s leading towards one, so soon.

I guess this will definitely make some good short-form teaser content, though.

After the chaos of… everything, everyone has kind of paired off, claiming a little section and chatting with each other as the night winds down.

“So, how are you feeling about tomorrow?” I ask Courtney as she looks up at me from my chest.

“Kinda scared,” she admits shyly.

“Why?” I ask.

She covers her face and shakes her head.

“C’mon, tell me. What is it?” I laugh lightly as she fights me, continuing to keep her face covered.

“I’m embarrassed,” she mumbles.

At least, that’s what I think she said.

“What?”

“I’m embarrassed!” she huffs, moving her hands away from her face so she’s looking at me again. “I’m worried that I freaked the hell out on you and come the ceremony tomorrow, you won’t want to be with me.”

I look at her like she’s ridiculous because she really is. “Baby, stop. You had every right to react the way you did. If Shane came back to the room bragging about making out with you, I would have beat his ass.”

She looks uncertain still as she shakes her head. “I’m not sure you could take him. Have you seen the size of his arms?”

I scoff in outrage, and she giggles when I begin tickling her. She attempts to push me away, but it doesn’t deter me, and when we finally call a truce, her soft laughter quiets as we stare up at the star-filled sky.

“How do you feel? About tomorrow? Any nerves?” she asks.

I pause only for a moment before shaking my head and pressing a kiss to her cheek. “As long as you’ll accept me, I have nothing to be nervous about.”

I tossed and turned for most the night until I finally fell asleep. A deep dream pulls me under, and I feel her warm mouth wrap around my cock. I let out a moan as I dig my hands into her hair, then feel her throat tighten as she takes me further, forcing me to groan.

“Fuck, just like that, baby,” I mutter.

She hmms around my cock before taking me even deeper.Each stroke of her tongue; each suck brings me closer and closer to the surface, and I want to fight it because I really don’t want to wake up from this dream.

Her tongue swirls around the head of my cock, and I let out a breath. “Shit, Courtney. You’re doing so good, baby,” I praise as I wrap her hair in my fist, holding it tighter.

She giggles softly on my cock before pulling away and whispering, “Try again.”

Those words instantly shake away the half-dream state I’ve been floating in. No, not the words. The voice. Because that isn’t Courtney’s voice, and when I really take a look at who’s under my sheet, it takes my brain a full second to comprehend what’s going on.

“Savannah? What the fuck?” I hiss.