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“Knox.” She runs her fingers through my hair but doesn't release her hold on me. I push her dress up, exposing her fully to me. Fuck. A rumble leaves my chest seeing how wet she is for me already.
“Do you want me to eat your pussy, Bunny?” I blow on her clit. She lets out a small gasp. “You have to answer me. I want all the words.” Keeping her dress up and out of my way, I kiss each of her hips, enjoying the softness of her skin against my lips.
“I want you to eat me.” I can’t help but smile at the fact that she can’t say the word pussy. I don’t care. I’ll take what I can get. I love it when she gets like this. So needy for me that the majority of her shyness fades away.
I bury my face between her thighs, licking every drop of sweetness that has escaped her already. Then I focus back on her clit, my tongue flicking her back and forth. My cock strains against my jeans at the sound of the moans that are coming from her. I slip my other hand down to her opening, allowing one finger to push inside of her and then another. I’ve been slowly trying to stretch her. I know it can hurt like a motherfucker for a girl's first time. That was another reason I was still putting it off. I want her to be ready. To cause as little pain to her as I can. All I want her to know is pleasure.
She starts to move her hips, rocking them back and forth against my mouth. She moves with the thrust of my fingers inside of her, meeting each stroke, fucking herself on them. It’s so damn hot.
“Knox. I’m going to—” She trails off. I already know she’s close. Her pussy starts to clamp down on my fingers over and over. I imagine what that will be like when my cock is buried deep inside of her, her cunt trying to milk my cum out. The thought has cum leaking from the head of my cock.
I hook my finger inside of her, hitting her G-spot just right. It’s all it takes to send her over. My name spills from her lips. It’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard, making me feel like a king. Her body shakes then jerks as I wring the pleasure out of her.
I pull my fingers out, licking them clean before I place a kiss on her clit. I proceed to fix her panties and dress. When I rise, she’s got a happy but dazed expression on her face. She grabs a hold of me, running her hands up my chest. I’ll never get used to how good her touch feels. How my body craves it when it wasn’t too long ago that I hated the thought of anyone touching me.
“It’s my turn.” I lean in and kiss her. I'm already on edge, about to come. She kisses me but only for a second before she’s pushing at my chest. “Don’t distract me,” she huffs, lifting her chin in a show of defiance. It’s fucking cute as hell. “Knox,” she huffs, her bottom lip coming out in a pout. “You said you belong to me, and I can do whatever I want, and I want to suck your cock.”
I raise my eyebrows, shocked she got the naughty words past her lips. But fuck me. Her dirty talk is as sexy as her innocence is. I’m not surprised in the least. Everything she does works for me. I’m convinced we were made for each other. I don’t care how different we are on the outside. We fit perfectly.
“I’m all yours, Bunny.” A smile lights up her face knowing she’s won. She always does when it comes to me.
I do belong to her. More than I think she’ll ever understand.
19
WHITNEY
“Open,” Knox orders. I turn my head his way, doing as he asks. He pops the grapes into my mouth.
“You’re such a brat.” Faith rolls her eyes at Knox. “He totally did that to get your attention back on him.”
Knox shrugs, not giving a crap about being called out. I fight a smile. It’s a bit adorable that he did that so I'd focus on him and not what Faith and I were talking about during lunch.
“Anyway, I think we got everything we need. I still can’t believe how many coats we’ve collected already.” It feels good being able to give back. Healing Homes has done so much for me. I want to do something in return for someone else.
I get distracted when Knox's phone goes off, vibrating on the table. My eyes glance to the screen, seeing the name Jamie come across it. My heart drops at the sight of it. Why is she still contacting him? The thought of him still talking to her sours my mood immediately. All the attention he had focused on me is now geared toward his phone.
