Page 11 of Mr. January


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"Your family owns..."

"Yes, I run this resort and casino—part of Forrester International.”

She closes her eyes and lowers her head against the new-found information, and mutters,“Damn it, you’re my boss.”

"Mmm-hmm, now, care to explain why you've been playing me, making me believe you care for me when all this time, you were counting cards in my establishment?"I question, my voice a mixture of frustration and hurt, but as our eyes meet, I see tears welling in her dark, expressive eyes. Frustration is apparent in her gestures as she insists,"I wasn't playing you, not at all, Knox. You have to believe I didn't even know who you are. I treasure every moment we shared together."Her voice is a whisper, and I'm captivated by her sincerity.

She reaches up, cupping my face, an invitation I eagerly accept. Our lips meet in a slow, familiar kiss that soon ignites with hunger. She whimpers against my mouth, and my hands slide down to cup her ass, pressing her against me.

"Why do you do this to me, Robyn?"I manage to utter between kisses, my internal struggle proof.

“The same reason you do it to me,”she breathes, her response laced with desire.

Our attraction is magnetic, and I lift her effortlessly. Her legs wrap around my waist, hiking that sultry black dress up her smooth caramel-colored thighs. Though we haven't been physically intimate like this before, the emotional connection has been undeniable, and now, another layer between us is removed.

As she wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me, I can't help but feel a pang of guilt deep within me. I pull away slightly, cupping her face in my hands.

"What do you want from me, Robyn?"I whisper.

Her eyes meet mine, and I can see the intensity of her emotions reflected in them."I want you to understand I have feelings for you, Knox. But let's not forget, you haven't been completely honest with me either."

I swallow hard, realizing she's right. I can't hold her accountable for her actions when I've been keeping my own secrets. Forcing myself to meet her gaze, I find the courage to say,"You're right, Robyn. I haven't been entirely honest either. But we need to figure out how to move forward from all of this."

Robyn's gaze softens as she locks eyes with me, and in that moment, we both recognize the need to rebuild trust on both sides.

I lean in, our lips meeting in a fiery kiss that speaks volumes. It's a wordless promise, a silent understanding that maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to mend what's been broken. The weight of our past mistakes and deceptions hangs in the air, but the magnetic pull between us is undeniable, an irresistible force.

Our kiss deepens, igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. Robyn's soft moan only fuels my desire further. I'm completely captivated by her, and before I know it, our clothes are discarded across the room.

"Knox," she whispers, her voice a sweet melody that stirs a surge of desire within me. I need to hear her say my name again and again as our bodies move together, skin against skin. "More, Knox," she breathes, and I eagerly oblige, trailing kisses along her body, nipping at her dark nipple, earning gasps of pleasure.

I guide us toward the luxurious bed in the suite, reveling in her trust in me, allowing me to take the lead without hesitation. Her unquestioning surrender fuels my desire even more, drawing us together like magnets.

As we finally collapse onto the bed, the heat between our bodies is undeniable, an attraction that promises nothing could go wrong tonight.

With my mouth still worshiping her sensitive nipples, my hand ventures between us, ready to explore her further. Fingers slide aside her lace panties, revealing her wet and eager anticipation. She spreads her legs wider, an invitation I eagerly accept, revealing a glistening trail of damp desire. I slip two fingers into her warmth, my thumb circling her clit, eliciting passionate gasps of pleasure from her.

Her gentle whimpers become urgent moans urging me on, chanting my name with pleas like a mantra,“Yes, Knox, yes, please. I want you… Knox, I have wanted this... Your hands on my body. I'm so wet for you…”

But as my mouth comes off her nipple with apop, her eyes widen in realization of what she just confessed. A blush creeps up her neck to her beautiful face.

"Don't be embarrassed, sweetheart," I reassure her. "I wanted it just as much, if not more. Tell me exactly what you need, and I got you; trust me.”

The irony of that promise is not lost on me when we both need to work on trust and being truthful. But right now, I will give her whatever she asks—if she only gives me the green light.

"I need you inside of me, Knox,"she admits, letting me know what she wants in that quiet shyness I find so alluring.

Chapter Nine

Robyn

Idon't need to say a word; the desire and anticipation echoing in my mind seem to transmit without my voice. His response is almost immediate, a silent agreement that sets my heart racing.

He rolls away from me, leaving the bed, and a shiver runs through me as his warmth vanishes. For a moment, panic grips me.

Did I scare him off?

"Knox," I whisper, my hand reaching out for him. But he doesn't go far. He stands by the bedside table, opening a drawer and retrieving a foil wrapper.

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