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“Okay.” The woman in question claps. “Let’s, uh, discuss this more in private. Yes?”
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AURORA
“You know what’s great?”
“No.” I stare at the conglomerate of people in our kitchen, trying not to lose my edge. My nerve.
Knox runs his fingers down the back of my neck, brushing my hair to the side. He kisses my shoulder, then moves up. To the spot just behind my ear, which earns him a sigh.
“I don’t feel guilty for touching you anymore.”
I tip my head to the side. We’re in the shadows of our bedroom.
Funny how everything becameours. Our home, our kitchen, our bedroom. Did the sex change that? Or was it something Knox and I did? Unlocking this new fever between us—I did that. I broke through to him.
“I hate that you felt guilty at all,” I whisper.
I went to hide when they all started coming in. It was a lot of people all at once, too many voices, and I just needed quiet. So I scribbled in a notebook in the bedroom until Knox came to retrieve me, and he’s been waiting for me to creep out into the open.
Because apparently it has to be my choice.
They debated for a long time about whether Camden Church should be trusted. And, after hearing both sides, we all voted that he should be allowed to sit in on our meeting. There’s a chance he knows something we don’t. At the very least, he could offer a new perspective.
He was the last to arrive just a little while ago.
Knox nips my neck. His hands are on my hips, then sliding across my stomach. One goes down to the edge of my jeans, and I grab his wrist.
“They can see us.”
“No, they can’t. And even if they can, they don’t really give a shit.” He turns my head to the side and kisses me. “How do you feel?”
He drags me out of the doorway and pushes my back to the wall. He goes to his knees, unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down.
“Don’t make a peep,” he warns, looking up at me.
I bite my lip.
His black cap is on backward, smothering his curls. His eyes are devilish, and he smirks at me—then leans forward and kisses just above my pubic bone.
“Oh, fuck.” I grab the top of his head as he moves one of my legs over his shoulder. Opening me up for him to?—
Oh, fuck.
Fingers, tongue, lips. Sucking.
I think I black out.
He doesn’t let me fall when I come, my hand over my mouth the only thing stopping a scream from ripping through me. Because I’m shattered, as easy as this. Most of my weight is on the wall, the door only inches away, and I shake my head when I finally come down to earth.
Knox’s smirk is back in place, and he pushes up my shirt, kissing my stomach. Then higher, straight up my sternum. Hetraces the old scar. My shirt is up to my throat now, and he seems content to linger there. Between my breasts, savoring my skin.
Until he bites me.
I jerk, and he immediately plunges two fingers back inside me. Coaxing more sensations out of me, knowing just how to touch me. Some pressure there, a little rubbing here. He figured me out faster than I’ve ever learned myself.
“Okay, enough,” I manage.
