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Chapter 24
Kincaid~
Credit to Alexander, he’d had enough sense to escort August from the meeting rather than leave him behind with Saxton, Fox, Stone, and Ross. There’s no way August would have made it out of there alive if he hadn’t.
However, the most notable thing about the meeting was how Alexander hadn’t mentioned one thing about August’s report to anyone. Though understandable, his hesitancy to do the right thing was a great cause for concern right now, and I was betting that was the reason Saxton had spilled the beans about our friendship. Alexander was still under the impression that the guys were just fucking around, and they weren’t.
None of us were.
It also hadn’t gone unnoticed how, while Alexander had forbidden me to become Fox’s supporter, he hadn’t forbidden us from continuing to see each other. That was probably the reason behind August’s ridiculous suggestion that I become his supporter. Fox and Saxton would have lost their minds had Alexander entertained such a notion.
Not sure if we showed our hand too soon or not, I knew that I needed to pay Alexander another visit and soon. I needed to push things further along and get to the real reason I was even here at Hales. Everything that I’ve done since I was fifteen had a purpose, and I was too close to lose sight of it now. August Remington was not going to derail me.
I felt his body heat envelop my entire body, and I almost let out a moan. Though my body should be staging a revolt right now, it wasn’t. The pleasure that always followed was enough to surrender without a fight.
“I’m not choosing anyone else.” The warmth from his breath sent a shiver down my spine. There was just something about a man’s lips on your neck, the warmth of his breath, and the sensation of his body covering yours that made me weak in the knees.
After the meeting, Fox had stopped me on the way to my car to let me know that he was coming home with me. He hadn’t asked. He hadn’t asked if I was busy or anything like that. He had simply informed me that he would meet me at my place, and I hadn’t objected. What would be the point? Besides, I was done denying myself where Fox Harrington was concerned.
So, after giving Fox permission to use the code to my building again, I’d left the front door open, expecting him right behind me. I’d barely had enough time to change out of my clothes into something to sleep in when he came walking into my condo and into my bedroom.
“Fox-”
With his lips moving against the sensitive skin below my ear, he said, “Fuck the rules, Kincaid. The rules don’t apply anymore, and Alexander knows it.”
I shamelessly dropped my head to the side, giving Fox more access to my neck. “He’s already allowing us to continue this,” I pointed out. “Maybe-”
“Like he can stop us,” he countered, his arm wrapping around my waist, his warm palm flattened across my stomach. “Even if he tried, he wouldn’t succeed.”
My head dropped back onto his chest as Fox’s mouth opened to take in my delicate flesh to give me a hickey that I didn’t mind at all. He’s been marking me since we started up again, and I was pretty sure that the source of this one came from August announcing that I should belong to him. It didn’t matter that the statement was ridiculous and never going to happen. I was the cause of whatever insecurities that Fox had, so I’d give him this. I’d give him whatever I had to in order to make it right.
When he was done marking me, he quickly went to making another one as his other hand slid down underneath my sweats, easy access with both the blue sweats and white tank top I was wearing. One hand had me anchored to his body, the other had its fingers already sliding through my slickness. Ready to feel the delicious stretch, two small steps had my thighs open wider, welcoming what was coming next.
I reached back and grabbed a fistful of the denim fabric that covered his muscular thighs. I needed something help supporting myself. Even though Fox had my body secured to his, it wasn’t enough. The pleasure he pulled from me was never a simple pleasure. Just one touch, and I could feel it from my head to my toes.
Satisfied with his second mark, he said, “Nothing can ever make me give this up again, Kincaid.” His fingers slid in deeper. “Nothing can ever make me give you up again.”
“Fox…” I moaned as his thumb reached out to caress that incredible little bundle of nerves.
The hand that had been warm against my stomach began to move and it didn’t stop until he had a hold of my right breast. I was what could be considered curvy, so it felt thrilling to feel Fox trying to knead as much supple flesh as he could in his hand.
“Cum on my fingers, and then I’ll give you what you want,” he rasped against my bare shoulder. “Cum on my fingers, so I can wreck you, baby.”
Opening my stance wider, I leaned back and let Fox do whatever he wanted. I let him stretch me out, and I shamelessly rode his fingers like they were his dick. I could feel how hard he was behind me with every movement of my body, and I was self-aware enough to know that I’d always have a weakness for what he could do in bed.
“You’re mine, Kincaid,” he murmured against my ear as my breathing started to increase with anticipation. “You will always be mine. You were always meant to be mine. Alexander, The Order, August, even you can’t change that. You know it, and I know it.”
I came all over his fingers because, if Fox had one great skill, it was arousing my soul as well as my body. “Fox…”
Before my body could even finish appreciating the tremors of pleasure, Fox had me on the bed, my hands and knees doing their best to support my body weight after what I’d just experience. My upper body dropping onto my elbows, Fox grabbed the waistband of my sweat and panties, then pulled them down over my hips.
When I felt the bed dip behind me, Fox’s hands grabbing handfuls of my ass cheeks, separating them, so that he could see the evidence of my orgasm, I let out an involuntary moan. My body was still twitching in the aftermath of my release, but it was still eager for more.
However, my eyes squeezed shut when I felt him enter me at the same time that a bead of spit dropped over the area that good girls never think about. When Fox’s thumb worked the spit into that tight hold, I had to try hard to keep from pushing back, silently begging for him to get to it. I loved it when he took me there, and he knew it. However, not for the reasons he probably assumed. While pleasurable despite the painful discomfort, it was the way that he moaned that turned me on so much with this one act. His animalistic growls and the way he swore filthy things were what made me love giving up my ass to him.
As soon as I felt the head of his dick nudge against the resistance of my body, I did my best to relax and accept him. With a couple of more bead of spit, his fingers getting in there to help open my body to him, Fox was finally able to work his thickness inside me, and the smooth, gliding, uncomfortable thrust into my body had me seeing stars.
“Fuck, baby,” he grunted behind me. “This is what I live for. This is what you fucking do to me.”
