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“Put me down.” I struggled against him.
He slapped my ass again, then rubbed circles over the spot. “I’ll put you down when I’m ready.”
I wouldn’t have expected this side of him, and yet, it didn’t surprise me. What surprised me more was how much I liked it.
With the men in my past, we’d never teased and taunted like this. We hadn’t played games or explored power dynamics. But for the first time—with Knox—I felt…free. Free to be myself. Free to express the desires of my heart.
He set me on his desk, leaning over me. Our breathing ragged. Our bodies drawn together, as always. Yet he didn’t touch me, at least not at first.
Instead, he sank into the chair, resting his arms behind his head. Legs spread wide. Cock straining against the towel.
Mm.He liked this as much as I did.
“Touch yourself,” he commanded.
I fluttered my fingers at the base of my neck, my skin heated from his words. That hardly seemed like a punishment. So, I slid my hand down my chest, dipping inside my robe.
“Spread your legs.” His eyes glittered with darkness, and he lowered his arms. “Let me see how wet you are for me.”
I did as he asked, loving the way his attention was focused on me. Loving the way he licked his lips and gripped the arms of the chair. I felt powerful. In control.
“That’s it,” he said, watching me touch my clit. Squeeze my breasts. I was getting off on the idea of getting him off.
“Are you going to call me ‘Daddy’ again?” he asked.
I considered it a moment then said, “No.” I’d relented because that was whatIwanted. Not because it was what he’d demanded.
“Good. Now come here.” He opened his towel and pulled me onto his lap.
His skin was warm. His legs strong. His cock insistent.
“I can’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined this.You,” I admitted, as I rocked on top of him. His erection slid between my folds, dangerously close to plunging inside me. We were being reckless, but it felt too good to stop.
“These past few weeks?” he asked, tightening his grip on my hips. Guiding my movements.
I shook my head, tilting it back when he tugged open my robe and began playing with my nipples. “Oh god, Knox.”
“Before?” he asked with a lilt to his voice, and I struggled to follow the conversation. The sensations he was provoking inside me were too good. Too distracting.
I nodded slowly. His answering groan rumbled through me, vibrating deep in my core.
“Since when?” He kissed down my neck, his beard scraping my skin, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake.
When I didn’t answer, he grasped my throat lightly. “Tell me, Kendall. How long have you fantasized about me?”
I met his eyes and finally gathered the courage to admit the truth. “Since always. But you were… And I was…” I trailed off, too embarrassed to admit any more. Too afraid I’d already said too much.
“With Jude,” he finished for me, loosening his hold.
I nodded, but it was more than that. More than Jude. Yes, I’d been dating Knox’s son, but he was…well, him. Knox was hot, older, magnetic. He’d always seemed so unattainable.
I nodded slowly, accepting the easy explanation. “Yes.”
I feared that would be the end of it, but then he returned his gaze to mine, his eyes hooded. Lust poured through us like the wine that had flowed earlier in the evening.
Did that… Had what I’d said turned him on?
“You might have been his,” he said, his eyes intent on mine. “But I saw you first. I wanted you first.”
