He chuckles, kissing me back with equal fervor. “You have to let me go if we’re going to do anything.”
I sigh with fake annoyance, releasing Knox to give him space to get our clothes off. His eyes are sparkling at me as he rips his shirt over his head. I soak in the sight of his wide chest, the perfect dusting of hair spread across his pecs that leads down his stomach, disappearing into his jeans. I’m finally going to get to see exactly where that trail ends tonight.
“Your turn,” Knox says with humor in his voice. He grips the hem of my T-shirt, and I lift enough to help him get it over my head. My plain black bra isn’t the sexiest thing I own, but the way Knox is staring at me would suggest otherwise. It’s the reverence in his eyes that gives me the courage to reach behind my back and unclip it.
He curses as the straps fall down my shoulders and reveal my breasts to him. I gasp as Knox dives in, taking my taut nipple into his mouth as if he’ll die without it. I grip his hair in my fist to try to keep myself grounded. My boobs have always been sensitive, but this is overwhelming.
He switches sides, giving them both equal attention before kissing down my chest until he reaches my shorts. With his gaze locked on mine, he unbuttons and unzips them. Gripping the waistband, he slides my shorts and underwear down my legs simultaneously. They land on the floor with a thump, but I’m too distracted by the way Knox is drinking me in to care where they end up.
He slides his hands up the inside of my thighs, slowly pushing them apart until I’m spread out before him.
I blink in shock as he drops to his elbows, his face level with my core. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“Getting you ready for me.”
I frown, not understanding what that means until his tongue slides from my opening to my clit. “Oh, shit, Knox.”
“I love it when you curse. Shall we see how many I can pull from you while I eat your fucking delicious pussy until you come on my face?”
“Jesus. I’m not going to survive this.”
He chuckles against me, sending vibrations through my body. And then my brain blinks off as Knox uses his wicked tongue in ways I didn’t know were possible. My body is tightening to exponential heights. I thought the first orgasm I had with Knox was too much. This is ten times more intense than that one.
I cry out when he slides a finger into me.
“Fuck, you’re tight, Princess. We’re definitely going to need to work to get you ready for me.”
A tickle of nerves flutters through my belly. It’s been over four years since I’ve done this. My fingers don’t even come close to the same size as his, let alone his dick, but as long as he keeps doing whatever he’s doing right now, I don’t really care.
At least until he slides a second finger in me and a pinch of pain makes me gasp. Knox sucks at my clit, immediately turning that pain into delicious pleasure. Then he crooks those fingers inside me, touching something in there that lights me up. It sends me soaring into an orgasm I’m not even close to prepared for.
“That’s it, Princess. You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come. Give me one more, and then you’ll be ready.”
“I can’t come again, Knox. Once is all I’m capable of.”
He grins, his fingers still moving inside me. “Oh, sweetheart. You’recapable of so much more than that. Let me show you.”
He looks like the devil, grinning up at me from between my legs. And I have no issues following this man straight into hell.
Knox leans in to flick my clit with his tongue, making me shudder again. Maybe he’s onto something here. He slides a third finger into my body, testing the limits of what I can honestly take. Jesus, how big is his dick if he needs to use three fingers on me?
Somehow, he wrings a second orgasm out of me a whole lot faster than the first one. It blasts through me even harder than the last time, and I think I black out for a second.
When I open my eyes again, Knox is kneeling at my feet with his dick in his hand. He must’ve taken his pants off while I was trying to find my way back to Earth.
Something silver glints from his fist, and I shoot up. He lets go of his mind-alteringly large penis to show me that he’s freaking pierced.
My gaze flies to his. “What the heck is that?”
He smirks. “It’s an apadravya.”
“Didn’t that hurt?”
“Like a bitch. But it was worth it. I got it a few years back after I finally accepted that I had no desire to put the effort into finding a woman. I figured if it was just going to be me and my hand, I might as well make it feel good.”
“So not only are you going to split me two with that giant tree trunk between your legs, but you’re also going to scrape my insides with that piercing until I pass out.”
He makes a face as if to say I’m not far off. “Hopefully I don’t actually split you in two, but I am looking forward to making you come hard enough that you pass out.”
