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He leans to the side and slips his hand between our sweat-slicked bodies, stroking my clit in fast little circles.
“Knox,” I pant, digging my heel into his ass.
Every thrust has us hitting the headboard. His hand keeping my head from experiencing the worst of it. But he doesn’t soften. He’s moving slow, pulling out with great care, then pushing inhard. Causing waves to crash through me.
“You’re perfect,” he growls, dropping down to kiss my neck. He licks and sucks at my skin.
“I’m going to come again,” I manage. I’m seeing stars. More than when he tied me down with the toy. My body is buzzing.
“Good.” His fingers keep working me.
He picks up the pace, and I lift my legs higher. I raise my hips to meet him, our bodies slapping together.
It’s everything I wrote about and nothing I knew how to adequately envision. Besides porn, and romance books and movies—but those can’t always be accurate, can they?
This is.
I want to kiss him and carve my name into his skin and Iget it, the girls who become obsessed with the boys who take their virginity.
Because I’d believe he’s actively altering my identity.
“Come for me,” he orders, watching my face with rapt attention.
He pushes me over the edge, and I have a hard time holding his gaze. My eyes close, body arching against his. I grab at his waist, scratching at his skin, until he finally pulls his hand up. He wraps his wet fingers around my throat and turns my head to the side with his thumb on my chin.
And then he really gets to work.
He releases his hold on the top of my head and lifts my leg up, spreading it higher, and pushes himself up off me. He stares down at where we’re joined. I’m caught halfway in a daze, struggling to comprehend that we’re having sex.
Because I waited.
I waited forhim.
Although at some point, it became more than that. More than just him and me and this idea of us in my head.
“You’re so wet for me, sunshine. You know that’s a good thing, don’t you? You write about dripping cunts in that book of yours, when you’ve never experienced a cock stretching you out.”
I groan through my teeth.
His pace quickens. His fingers are bruising, touching my neck, my chin. His other hand on my thigh, holding me open.
Making me vulnerable.
I like it.
I want more of that.
The most important thing is knowing your kinks, right?
Knox in control like this, with that gleam in his eye, is undoing me in the best way possible. He’s touching, and for once, he’s not talking, but it’s not because he doesn’t want to. There’s just this electric charge between us, like radio static and heat.
He stills, exhaling on a groan and spilling inside me. His dick pulses, and he releases my thigh. He turns my face back toward him, kissing the corner of my lips gently.
“You know what this means?” he asks.
I shake my head, suddenly jelly-limbed and exhausted.
“You can’t ever escape me now.” He kisses me again.
