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“I want to see you.”
I stepped back, drawing my sweater over my head, and when my hands went to the button of my jeans, he stopped me with a hand on mine. “Let me.”
First, he unclipped my bra, and I let it fall from my shoulders, onto the floor. “You’re absolutely gorgeous.”
The admiration in his tone and his eyes was too strong to ignore. He thought I was beautiful, and it was everything. He lowered his head, sucking first one nipple, then the second into his mouth. He took his time until I was shaking and begging for release.
When my legs were shaky, he worked the button and shoved them over my hips and down my legs. I kicked them off, leaving me in my panties.
“I love you in lace,” he said, even as his fingers hooked in the sides and pulled them down, ever so gently, over my hips. He lowered himself to the floor, following their path.
“Apparently not, because you immediately took them off.”
“Can you blame me? I want to see you out of them, too.”
I shook my head, my voice escaping me as he settled onto his knees, his shoulders urging my legs apart. He breathed me in before blowing air over my clit. I moaned as my hips bucked toward his mouth.
“Knox. I want your mouth on me.”
“I love that you know what you want and aren’t afraid to ask for it,” he murmured as he settled between my legs and kissed my clit.
It was something but not enough. “Knox, please.”
“I know what you want, baby, and I’m going to give it to you. But you might have to be patient for a little while longer. I’ve waited a long time for you to come into my life, and I’m in no hurry to rush this.”
My heart constricted at his words. I felt lightheaded as he licked me, his hands on my hips keeping me steady.
I bit my lip to stop the moans from erupting. I didn’t want to alert Addy. Instead, I rocked toward his mouth, needing suction and a firmer touch. It was like he was keeping his touches feather-light to tease me, to keep me wanting more.
I tightened my fingers in the hair on his neck. “Knox.”
“I got you, baby,” he said as he looked up at me, the intensity in his gaze anchoring me to this moment. It was just me and him. His touch and his lips. The adoration in his eyes. I’d never get enough of this, of him. I wanted to take a snapshot and remember this moment forever.
The feel of his calloused hands on my ass as he devoured me with his mouth. With a renewed sense of urgency, he used his fingers to enter me, making me shaky on my feet.
My entire body flushed hot as he continued his assault with his fingers and his mouth. When he sucked hard on my clit, the orgasm shot through me, and I spasmed around his fingers. I clawed at his shoulders, needing him on top of me and his cock inside me.
It wasn’t enough. When he stood, he wiped his mouth before kissing me. I loved that I tasted my essence on his lips.
I shoved his jeans over his hips, and he helped me, pushing them off and to the side. He left me long enough to grab a condom out of his wallet, then he lifted me onto the bed and came over me. My skin felt every inch of him as he settled over me, his cock nudging my entrance.
He swallowed his name on my lips as he took me in a deep, passionate kiss, his cock sliding through my folds, searching for that spot that would join us forever.
In my head, I was chanting his name, urging him to slip inside, to make me forget everything but being with him. I didn’t let those words escape because it was too soon for the emotion that was bubbling to the surface.
He ripped his lips from mine, grabbed the condom he’d set aside earlier—making quick work of the wrapper—and smoothed the rubber over his rigid cock. Then he braced his hand next to my head as he fisted himself, then lined up with my center.
I licked my lips, anticipating the moment he entered me, the stretch and the burn.
His gaze lifted to mine, and when I nodded my assent, he pushed inside. Tingles traveled down my spine as he continued to fill me. He leaned over me, kissing me as he eased inside.
“You feel so good. So tight. So hot.”
I nodded my agreement, unable to voice aloud everything he made me feel.
When he filled me to the hilt, he rested his forehead against mine and murmured, “Perfect. You feel like everything I’ve ever wanted, all my hopes and dreams wrapped up in one amazing package that I want to unwrap for the rest of my life.”
Then he started to move, and I was incapable of responding verbally, other than with moans. With every thrust, my breaths became shallow, my skin tighter, and the burn in my core more intense. I needed him to push me over that razor-thin edge.
