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I wanted to touch him. To see his clothes hit the floor in a pile. I didn’t want anything between us any longer. We’d come close before, but this was a new chapter. A new beginning for our bodies. I reached for him, ready to snap every button on his shirt with a click of my fingers but he knelt before me. Knight Fucking Corban dropped to his knees.
The hunger in his eyes. Oh my God. I gasped, taking in the full scope of what he was about to offer me. Did I need five breaths? Ten? How did I prepare for what was about to happen?
His palm flattened on my stomach. I watched every move. Every touch. I trembled.
“Shh.” His eyes had turned darker than coal. They never left mine as his head began to dip. Lower. One kiss on the inside of my thigh. He dipped lower. Another kiss. Our contact didn’t break until the first lash of his tongue.
“Oh shit.” My head reeled back. My eyes closed and I lost the battle.
His tongue was nothing short of greedy. Dragging back and forth, lapping, sucking. I arched into his mouth, demanding my own reward. He grunted bursts of satisfaction.
I clawed at the bed. Thrashed trying to find gravity. I loved where his mouth was. Right where I wanted it. Fucking my entrance, claiming it with a cascade of kisses.
I was falling into an abyss. Knight’s eyes. His mouth. His fingers canvassing my body with strokes of heat. I wanted to swim in it as long as the waves would carry me. And they didn’t disappoint. One slow roll after another, crashing and crashing. My body hummed and sang until I was a heap of panting exhaustion.
I dared to open my eyes as he rose from the floor. He unbuckled his dress pants and they fell to the floor. I watched in awe as his clothes fell away and I finally was able to take in all of him. More than a glimpse of a sculpted bicep, or the ridges of his abs. He revealed he had snagged condom from his pocket. Alright, he was prepared at least.
He climbed on the bed, one knee at a time, crawling toward me as I felt my mouth go dry at the sight of him. All of him. Holy hell. His cock sprang toward me. I’d felt the smooth length of him in my palm once. But never did I imagine his full cock was this powerful. This damn intimidating.
“You okay?” He waggled his eyebrows, inching closer.
I nodded, wanting to feel the weight of his body pressed into mine. Needing his skin to sear mine. I wanted the friction and the sweat. I wanted to wake up smelling like him and still feel the bruises from our bodies rubbin
g together.
The masculine scent rolled off him. He crushed my mouth. It was a kiss that tasted like sex and champagne. I moaned when he urged my legs wider. I clawed at his shoulders. Big strong arms that I’d wanted in my bed, now they were like pillars of muscle anchoring me to the mattress. I needed them now to brace for what was undoubtedly the most anticipated sexual experience of my life.
“Five years.” He broke away, licking my throat.
I moaned, arching my back, offering myself to him. He nudged himself at my entrance. I sighed before the blistering friction began. He gave me seconds to adjust to his width. To recover from his massive shaft. It wasn’t possible. Knight’s cock was the stuff dreams were made of.
“Five years I’ve waited to do this,” he growled as he thrust inside me. He filled me, stretching, taking possession, claiming me as his. It felt fucking incredible. The fullness of him made me lose my breath.
Our eyes locked as the thrusts began slow at first, then changed pace. My hips ground to meet his. The frenzy built. Our mouths crashed together. Our tongues lashed as Knight pumped in and out of me. The speed changed. Long slow movements as he sank deeper.
I whimpered at the intensity. I clung to him.
He cupped my breast as another kiss made my head spin. His hand canvassed my body until he was able to create a wedge enough to rake his fingers over my clit. The strokes rattled me. Broke me.
Bursts of noise sputtered from my throat. I came apart in his arms.
“Fuck,” he grunted, giving in to his orgasm to match mine. “You’re mine, Kennedy,” he groaned in my ear.
I nodded. I would have agreed with anything, but that sentiment had always been true. I was Knight’s a long time before he ever took me to bed.
“Say it,” he growled.
“I’m yours,” I whispered. “Yours.”
The climax swept through me. My veins were coated in glitter. My skin was dewey. My lips were swollen.
With a final grunt Knight hilted himself inside me so deep I screamed toward the ceiling. He rooted himself as if this was home. As if our bodies were finally together. The crystals on the chandelier rattled and I felt the satisfaction down to my toes.
Knight nipped at my lips. His eyes sparkled with mischief. God, I loved seeing him happy.
“Hey you.” He grinned.
“Hey,” I murmured softly. Was he glowing like I was? Did men do that? It sure as hell looked like it from this angle. I touched the side of his brow. He was drenched in sweat.
