Before the Storm

Chapter 9

After we left the coffee shop, we headed home. It had been a long day, and I just wanted to lie in bed. The client that Knox met this weekend wanted to see the numbers on paper so I spent all day creating a mock portfolio of different options to show the projected outcome. My eyes hurt from staring at a fucking computer screen all day. I don’t know how people do this every day. Though I must admit, talking to Meadow wasn’t bad. She is still as gorgeous and sassy as ever. But I worry that she is going to break our hearts again. I need to try and talk sense into the guys before they let her back into our world. She left once like it was easy. Like we meant nothing. I won’t allow her to do that to us again. I don’t mind if she is our friend, but we can’t ever be more than that. Not anymore. There is too much heartbreak.

When we get home, I head straight upstairs to shower and get into my pajamas. I walk back into my room, and Knox is lying on my bed, hands behind his head, wearing low-riding pajama pants, making me lick my lips in delight. This man sure knows how to wear a pair of pants. I stroll over to him and push him aside, so I can lie next to him. I grab his hips, turn him to face me, and kiss him. I intend it to be quick, but Knox has different plans. He rolls me onto my back and hovers over top of me, then swipes his tongue across my lips, requesting entry. I open them at his request, and he wastes no time taking what he wants from me.

I feel his length hardening against my stomach, and I groan in delight. I reach down and grab him through his pajama pants, and he grunts in response while attacking my mouth. He starts kissing his way down my body, stopping at my chest and licking my nipples before lightly biting them, causing a little sting. I am as hard as a rock right now, and if he doesn’t stop teasing me, I will blow before it gets good. He finally gets to my pants and starts to pull them down. I lift my hips to help him a little, and my dick springs free, hitting my stomach. Once the pants are off, a little bit of pre-cum starts leaking out, and Knox must notice because he licks the tip and moans at my taste. He licks my dick like it is his favorite meal before putting me out of my misery and sucking the entirety down his throat, gagging on my length.

I moan his name as he continues to deep throat my dick. I can feel him gag and his need to breathe as he swallows me further down his throat, blocking his airway. I warn him that if he keeps up this pace, I will come down his throat. He releases my dick with a pop, and I groan and pull him up to meet my lips, kissing him and tasting myself on his lips. He removes his mouth from mine and flips me, so I am lying on my stomach; he lifts my ass in the air and starts eating me while reaching around to grab my dick and giving me a hand job. I moan into the pillow and lift my head, begging him to fuck me. I need him inside of me now.

He finally releases his grip on me and leans over the side of the bed to grab lube out of the top drawer. I hear the cap open, followed by a squelching sound, then a cold sensation on my ass. I shiver at the chill but force myself to relax because I know what comes next. He starts by working a finger in, and God, that feels so fucking good; I almost don’t want him to prepare me at this point. He adds another finger and begins scissoring them inside of me, so I will be stretched enough for him to fit. I can hear him panting above me. His heavy breaths match mine at this point. I push my ass back into his hand, and he slaps my ass, hard, telling me to be a good boy and not to move. The sting of his hand on my ass causes me to shove further onto his fingers.

I freeze when I hear a tsk sound behind me. It’s hard to stay still, but I know I will be rewarded if I do. Once I stop moving, he removes his fingers, and I feel the head of his dick press against my entrance before he slowly pushes inside me. After he gets past the first ring, he gives up being gentle and shoves all the way in until his hips connect with mine and he is fully seated. He moans in pleasure at being stuffed full.

The burning sensation feels so good, I whine and beg him to move. I love how rough Knox gets with me. He starts pounding into me without remorse, his breath labored from his steady pace. He growls my name and slaps my ass, making me hiss in both pleasure and pain. The sting of his hand slapping my ass while fucking me is ecstasy. I reach down, grab my dick, and start fucking my hand as he hits that spot inside me that makes me see stars. With me fisting my dick, I start to come in no time, spurting my seed all over the bed, grunting Knox’s name the entire time. Knox hears me finish, and he starts fucking me harder and faster with newfound stamina until his pace becomes uneven, and he finally shouts my name while finishing inside me. I feel his warm seed fill me and moan at the feeling. Knox rolls me onto my side while still inside of me and presses a kiss to my shoulder. I can feel the sweat on his chest from the vigorous workout while he pants, trying to catch his breath.

I can feel him softening, and he finally pulls out of me. I immediately feel the loss. Getting to my feet, I pull him over to the shower and drag him inside to get clean again. Unsurprisingly, the shower takes longer than expected because we both get off again.

After the shower, I turn to look at my bed and say fuck it; I’ll sleep in Knox’s room tonight. I will deal with that mess tomorrow. I am too exhausted to care right now. Once we get inside Knox’s room, I lie down and almost immediately feel myself drifting to sleep.