Read Knox Online Free by Alex Vandra

And so the rest of the day turns into a teasing torture.

It starts in the living room, where we sit on the couch playing Mario Party… which I love.

And I don’t know what surprises me more: how good Cillian is at this game, his obsession over Rosalina’s emo hair, or how he curses fluently in French every time someone steals one of his stars.

Which I don’t know how, but it happens often…

It’s fun, but it’s absolute torture, because Cillian has zero concept of personal space while playing.

He leans all his weight against me, cheats by climbing into my lap to grab at my controller, and constantly brushes against my legs, my arms, and whatever else he can reach.

And fuck, do I want more.

Later in the afternoon, we go for a walk through the forest surrounding the property.

The place is breathtaking.

Everything smells like pine and rain… which is the best smell in the world.

There are no city noises out here, no cars, no shouting… just the sound of birds and the rustle of wind moving through the trees.

Cillian walks right beside me, his hand constantly brushing against mine, his fingertips lingering near my side like an open invitation.

And because I am dying to take his hand, back him against the nearest tree, and have my way with him, I make damn sure to keep my hands inside my pockets and out of reach.

At all times.

Two hours later, we reach the edge of the private lake behind the cabin. The sun is sitting low, casting another warm golden light across the water, and the view out here is stunning.

I sit down on a log to take in the view… right up until Cillian pulls his sweater and shirt over his head.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” He grins, unfastening his jeans and underwear, letting them drop onto the grass.

Standing completely naked, he glances at me over his shoulder. “You coming in?”

Oh, my God, yes.