Page 19 of Mr. January


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But amid the passion, a quiet voice in the back of my mind reminds me of the uncertainty that lingers. I can't help but think about the challenges ahead—Rachael's reaction when she discovers our secret, the potential threats to our love.

I bite my bottom lip, and Knox's eyes meet mine. He can see the fear and uncertainty within me, but he is determined to ease my burden."Robyn, you and I are unstoppable,"he assures me, his voice firm and reassuring."We've weathered every storm and will keep doing so. Never doubt our love for a second."

Taking a deep breath, I feel his words wash over me like a warm breeze. He is right. Our love is unbreakable, and we have already faced so much together. There is no reason to let anything stand in our way.

With newfound determination, I pull Knox closer, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

As our fingers intertwine, each touch feels like a vow of love and commitment.

"I want you,"he breathes into me. His eyes lock with mine, the intensity of his gaze leaving me breathless. I can feel his heart pounding against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. As his lips find mine once more, we are lost.

Our hands roam freely over each other's bodies, aching to merge into one. And as we do, a surge of desire flows between us, drowning out any remaining doubts or fears.

Knox stands before me in my office as I slowly undress him. I take the time to explore every inch of his body with my eyes, committing each detail to memory. He is mine, and I belong to him. When I finally lay eyes on his erection, I can't help but feel a sense of pride and desire wash over me. It is perfect, hard and pulsating, ready to be taken deep within me.

I hesitate for a moment, wanting to savor this perfect moment of longing. But then, I take a deep breath, and slowly reach out to touch his manhood, feeling its warmth and hardness in my palm.

With a soft moan, I sit back on my desk, bending at the waist, taking his massive erection into my mouth, feeling the intense rush of heat and desire as it fills my throat. I suck gently, letting my tongue dance around the tip, tasting the salty, sweet flavor of his desire.

He groans, thrusting his hips forward, the rhythm of his movements matching the pulsing of his erection. Our eyes lock, a silent communication of our love and devotion.

With a grunt, he pulls me up, and with me, my dress over my head. His eyes darken as he catches sight of my bra and panties. I decide to give him the full show and sensually remove the garments under his hungry gaze. My efforts are rewarded as he swiftly pulls me close, our bodies pressing tightly against each other, our naked skin melting into one.

The scent of our arousal fills the air, heavy and intoxicating. He gently caresses my skin, sending shivers down my spine and igniting a fire within me. I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, our kisses becoming more intense.

With a desperate groan, he spins me around and nudges me onto the desk, my body yearning for more of him. He enters me slowly from behind; I fall forward, anchoring my body with palms flat against the oak desk as his throbbing erection fills me completely. I arch my back and moan with satisfaction, meeting his first thrusts and relishing in the sensation.

His hands grip my hips, guiding him in and out, his breath ragged with desire. Our bodies slip and slide, sweat dripping down our bodies, mingling with the passion we feel.

In this moment, I feel complete, lost in our lovemaking. The room disappears, leaving only us - two bodies moving in perfect harmony.

I look over my shoulder at him, our eyes lock once more as our climax approaches. The intensity of the moment is so profound as if the walls of the room are closing in on us, trapping us in our own world.

He pulls away for a moment, turning me to face him; he hitches one of my legs up around his hip, sliding back into my waiting heat, looking into my eyes with a passion I could never have imagined. His breath is ragged, his face flushed with desire.

"I love you,"he whispers, his voice barely above a whisper.

But I don't need to hear the words; I can feel them in every touch, in every kiss, and in every thrust. I know he feels the same.

The room spins around us, time seems to slow, and the universe itself seems to hinge on our every movement. The sound of our heavy breathing and the slick slapping of bodies meeting fills the air. He is lost in me, his eyes filled with raw desire and love I have never known before.

As my body reaches its peak, a quiet, primal moan escapes my lips. I can feel his grip on my hips tighten as if trying to pull me even closer to him, connecting us on a physical level. The orgasm that washes over me feels like an out-of-body experience, shattering the boundaries between us and merging us into one.

He collapses on top of me, his breath ragged and his body trembling. Our skin glistens with sweat and the remnants of our lovemaking. I look up, searching his eyes for the passion I know is still there. And there it is, burning like a flame within him. Our lips meet, a soft touch of rekindling passion. We stay there, bound by the love we have shared, our bodies glued together like two pieces of a puzzle.

And then, slowly, we drift back to reality. The world comes back into focus, and the room around us is as it has always been. But for that moment, we had been transported to another realm, where love was the only thing that existed.

Gently, he pulls away from me, our bodies reluctant to let go of each other. He looks at me with a soft, tender smile.

I touch a hand to his handsome face, wanting to commit it to memory for the time we would be apart. "I love you more, Knox," I whisper, my voice heavy with emotion.

He helps me from the desk, neither of us having any more words to say. The inevitability of tomorrow is still upon us. I'll be a continent away by this time tomorrow night. The elephant in the room takes up most of the air in the room as we both dress.

"Can I help you pack or is there anything I can do..."

I shake my head before he can say anything else.

"I'll manage," I say, my voice still heavy with emotion.

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