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“You look gorgeous.”
And on the side of my neck, written in Knox’s blood, is his name. ‘Knox’. I put my name on his chest and he put his on my neck. “I like it. Now fuck me.”
The evil chuckle he lets out suggests I may have flown a little too close to the sun by needling at him like I have been. His hand slips between our bodies and he fists his cock, lining up with my entrance. “You’re going to hate this, and I’m going to love it.”
“Hate it? Why?”
Knox thrusts up into me and stops. “You remember what I said about not letting you come?”
“That was about Dav-”
“You finish that sentence and you won’t come at all today. Don’t say his name. You left me. You broke a promise. You left mealonein a cemetery in the middle of the night and do you know how hard it was to leave there and go home without you and without drugs? It took me four hours to get back to the clubhouse. I drove around town looking for dealers or somebody whose ass I could kick. I looked for you. Who the hell did you even call to come get you that night?”
“It was- Oh my god.” My hands squeeze his shoulders as he thrusts into me, stealing my words away. But just as I’m almost there, he stops, stilling completely. I groan and try to rock my hips, but he doesn’t let me. He puts an arm around my back and holds me so I can’t move. “Fuck you,” I hiss. “It was… Maya. I called Maya.”
“And she took you to the hotel?” He resumes his thrusts, rolling my hips for me so my clit is rubbing against the base of his shaft and sending me to the top of the mountain, and then stopping again.
“Y-yes. Please let me come. What do I have to do? I’ll tell you anything.”
“You’re falling apart so soon. I expected you to hold out a little longer.” He pulls my bra down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth and then lets it go. “You talked to your dad?”
“I threatened to break his knees with a baseball bat before he gave me any answers.” I would have done it, too. I still think I should’ve. He deserves it. He stole so many things from my sister and I, and from Knox too.
Knox blinks at me like he’s got to clear his vision. “You scared Old Man Reed with a baseball bat? At his house?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, baby, I’ll let you come for that.” Knox’s thumb circles my clit and I rock my hips against him.
“Yes. Please.” The pleasure breaks over me and my shout echoes around the cab of the truck.
“Is there anything else I need to know?” he asks as I come down, catching my eyes and showing me the clarity in his brown ones. “I told you everything. I want to know everything.”
“I cried every day without you, and I asked Maya all the time to make sure you were staying sober. I’m sorry I left you like that. I kept calling to tell you I was sorry and that I would be back, but you didn’t answer me, and I didn’t think you’d believe me through a text. I had to figure it out and keep my focus on it.”
Knox kisses my cheek and moves his hips slowly, pumping in and out of me. “I understand. I’m glad you came back.”
“I got the bar in my arm while I was gone,” I whisper into his hair, not sure how to broach the subject. I wanted to make sure we were being careful. Even though we never discussed it directly, I don’t want to have kids and he sounded like he felt the same way. We definitely don’t want to accidently wind up pregnant just because we didn’t make a decision.
Knox leans back to watch my face. “I don’t have any idea what that means. You got what in your arm?”
“It’s birth control. Just… don’t pull out. Come inside me.”
He growls in my ear, hips moving faster. “You did that for me?”
“Who else would I have done it for?”
“That’s the right fucking answer.” Knox flips us so that my back is on the seat and he’s hovering over me. He fucks me harshly with his fingers digging into my hips in a bruising grip. The cut on his ribs has stopped bleeding and my name has dried on his chest. He kept his beard short while I was gone, and I love how scratchy it feels on my skin when he leans down to kiss me.
When my orgasm takes me under, it pulls Knox down too. He groans in my ear as he comes. His tongue laves over where he drew his name in my skin. “You’remine.”
“I’m yours.”
“I do have justonemore thing I have to tell you.”
My body stiffens. “What?”
Chapter Twenty-five
