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“Jesus. You’re going to be the death of me.”
“I hope you mean that in a good way.”
“Only the best of ways, trust me.” His hand brushes over my hair, then his fingers loop into my ponytail. There’s a slight pull on my scalp. “What you’re doing is mind-blowing.”
“I’m doing it right?”
“Perfect.”
He guides my head, softly, up and down. I push myself to take him as deep as I can, over and over. His balls tighten in my hand, and he grows wider in my mouth.
“I’m gonna…” There’s a sharp tug on my hair and I’m pulled off him, but not before my mouth fills with a taste of his cum. It’s not the best thing I’ve tasted…but it’s him. I brought him to the brink.
I’ve given two blow jobs in my life. One to a friend with cancer who told me he’d never had one. I clearly did something wrong because he went soft while I was trying. We were in high school. And then the guy freshman year who was into me until my shirt came off. Those experiences sucked.
Long, white spurts stream across Knox’s heather gray cotton shirt. Thick, white streams. “Fuck, that felt amazing.”
Pride surges. I did that.
He carefully rolls up the hem of his shirt, covering his release, then removes it, setting it down on the floor. He repositions his shorts and grins down at me.
“Now, it’s your turn.”
My arms clamp down against my sides. But his hands are nowhere near my chest. His fingers slip below the band on my shorts and he lifts my bottom, and it’s goodbye shorts and panties. He’s really good at removing clothes.
His jaw grazes my calf. There’s a slight burn as his rough growth collides with my skin. “Don’t look too closely. I haven’t shaved today.” But thankfully, my hair typically grows in a little soft. Although, that doesn’t make the dark hairs attractive.
Based on the way he’s nipping and licking his way down my legs, whatever growth is there doesn’t seem to bother him. And then he’s there, between my legs.
His tongue…it’s…god, that feels good. My back curls, thighs wide.
Muffled voices from the beach carry through the glass door, a reminder there’s no covering on the door. If someone walked up on our deck, they’d see me spread wantonly on a sofa.
Knox thrusts a finger inside me. One finger and a twinge of discomfort has my muscles tightening, but he applies pressure on my mound, and I loosen right back up. He’s down there, doing the best things, for the longest time. Rough callouses ride over my belly, below my shirt. He captures a breast and tweaks the nipple. It’s like a direct line to my center, where I seize around his fingers as his teeth graze my clit.
The room blackens other than a burst of scattered orange glow.
Wet lips press against my inner thigh. My eyelids flutter open. Blazing eyes peer up at me, his smile wide and carefree.
“God, you’re gorgeous when you come.”
Inside my head, a girly squeal exalts pure joy.
He crawls up my body, and my legs wrap around him, welcoming him. He drops his head and kisses me. My heart flutters…heck, all of my insides perform a contented, happy dance.
“Getting hungry?” he asks, then rubs the tip of his nose over mine.
My stomach growls loudly in response, and he chuckles.
Breakfast consists of coffee and a cheese omelet for me, but he eats a frozen meal with chicken. He also adds protein powder to his coffee.
And he insists we eat breakfast in bed. “It’s the least I can do, you know, since none of this has gone as I would’ve preferred.”
Magical. The morning, last night, it’s the only word for it.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s nothing. You’re sweet, that’s all.” How is Knox not married? With a bushel of kids? The side of my hand rubs my sternum, pressing down on the warmth building. Soon, I’ll be across the country, and he’ll be taking women on dates. And returning favors and… “What’s going on with Sloane? Is there anything I can do?”
