Chapter 6
KNOX
I 've been awake for over an hour, trying to figure out how to extricate myself from the situation I'm in.
At some point in the middle of the night, Beth rolled over, and hooked her leg around my waist. Uncomfortable doesn't even begin to describe how I'm feeling. Her knee is brushing against the head of my cock, and I'm about to come out of my damn skin. Fuck, if I’m not careful, my cock will be throbbing and there won’t be any stopping how it’ll end.
It's been fucking years since someone has touched my body, much less my manhood. And newsflash, my own hand doesn’t count.
She breathes in deeply, and trails her fingers along my stomach, snuggling in close.
Closing my eyes, I lick my lips, and tilt my head back.
I'm trying to think of anything that will get my mind off the fact her knee is so close to my cock, and her fingers are close to the waistband of my boxer briefs.
Here I thought living through Eruption was hell.
How am I supposed to deal with this? What if I cum before I can get myself out of her arms?
Turning my head so that I can see how asleep she is, I'm surprised when her eyelids flutter.
"Knox?" She questions, her voice breathless.
"Yeah?" I answer her, my voice full of gravel and arousal. My eyelids flutter down, and I groan when I notice her nipples beaded against the thin material of her shirt.
"Have we been like this all night?"
My voice is tight and thin as I answer her. "About an hour."
She licks her lips, and feels the waistband of the only thing keeping our flesh from touching. "You've been like that for an hour?"
Filling my lungs, I call on every single bit of resistance I have in my body. "Yeah, and if you don't stop touching me, you're going to have a reaction from me that you aren't ready for."
Her eyes fall down to my lips. She stops scratching her nails along my abdomen. "How do you know I'm not ready for it?"
Fuck. My. Life. "Are you saying that you are?"
"I'm saying I wouldn’t say no."
The fact that she's even interested is enough to harden my cock even more. I'm not sure how the world works when it comes to casual sex anymore. I’ve been with a few women since the end of the world. But I was only ever interested in releasing pent-up feelings and frustrations. So were they, so it wasn't like they were full-on relationships, or did I want one. With Beth? I can admit to myself that I've always wondered about her. We have a shared history, even if we didn’t realize it back then. Thinking back, I can remember a few times that I saw her in the hallway at school in passing and thought she was cute, but there was always Maple. What would’ve happened if I’d acted on it?
Now I have the opportunity to. "If I do anything you don't want me to, you've got to tell me. "
She nods, catching her bottom lip in between her teeth.
Rolling so that I'm propping myself over her body, I press in between her thighs, groaning when she relaxes her hips and spreads wider.
My forearms catch most of my weight, and I lean in, taking her lips with mine.
The kiss is lingering and deep as I move her lips the way I want them.
Elizabeth Harper takes direction well. She grips my shirt in between her fingers, holding me to her.
Slipping my hands down her body, I find the hem of her t-shirt, and pull it up and over her head.
It's been a long time since I've seen a bra.
Most women aren't wearing them any longer.
It feels more forbidden as I watch her nipple pucker beneath the thing material.
Her nails dig into my hair, holding me still as she thrusts her chest up into my mouth.
"I always wondered what this would be like, to be the person who had your undivided attention." She whispers as I situate myself closer to her body. I'm getting a crick in my arm, so I push up on my knees.
I pull my mouth from her chest, pride swelling within me at her admission. "Oh yeah?"
She nods, swallowing roughly. If she's going to be honest, then maybe I should be too.
My voice is rough as I give her my confession.
"Full disclosure, although I was with Maple, and I planned on staying with her, I wondered what you looked like underneath those baggy shirts you wore over your leggings.
Unlike most of the other girls in school, your shirts covered your ass.
It was a mission to get a look at it in those tight leggings, but you never slipped up. "
Her eyes flash with a lot of interest. "If I would've known, I'd have given you the show for free, Maple be damned."
Because I know we're safe here, I take my time with her.
Framing her face with my palms, I kiss her until we can't breathe anymore, and I have to pull away, moving down her body. As I go, I get rid of both of our clothes, and then we're left with nothing between us. I can tell from the small amount of loose skin around her middle that she’s lost weight. It’s not different from most everyone, but on her?
It brings unexpected emotion to my throat, because I think about everything I've had to do to survive since Eruption, and I know she's had to do it all, twice as hard.
Pulling myself out of those thoughts I hook a hand at her thigh, and spread her open for me. Her arousal hangs in the room between us. It's a scent you never forget, and the fact that I've caused it for her? That's fucking everything.
"Knox," she whispers, putting her hand on my shoulder. "It's been a long time, be careful."
Her eyes hold a tiny bit of fear. "I promise, we move at your pace."
She's tensed up and that's not going to help the situation at all.
Moving my hand down to the middle of her torso, I tuck two fingers into my palm, and slowly begin working them into her body.
Beth relaxes visibly. Her pussy welcomes my invasion, and when I'm seated, I press my thumb against her clit.
"You like that?" I lean forward, blowing on her puckered nipple, and then taking it between my lips.
"Knox, that feels fucking good," she whispers, spreading her legs further.
Her hips flex upward, taking my fingers deeper.
"Go faster!" She grabs my wrist, holding it into place as she grinds against my fingers.
She digs hers into my hair, and yanks hard as she closes her legs around my arm, and lets out the loudest groan I've ever heard a woman bless me with.
Her body tightens, and then relaxes, her head rolling against the pillow.
"You okay?" I whisper, amusement tinging my tone.
"Yeah." She gives me a sleepy smile.
"Don't go to sleep on me just yet, Beth."
She tilts her head down so that she's looking in my eyes, and she hooks her arms around my waist, holding me tight. "I won't go to sleep. I want you to feel as good as I do."
Her legs are spread and inviting. Holding the base of my cock, I slowly feed it into her, groaning when I feel her body allow mine inside. It's been two years since the last time I was with anyone, and I'm gritting my teeth, trying to hold my orgasm back.
Lifting her mouth to my ear, she says the next words softly. "Take what you want, Knox. Don't worry about me."
I stop. My hips are in the process of pulling back. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah." She smiles, and there's a hint of a dimple in her cheek. "Like I said, I want you to feel as good as you made me feel."
Closing my eyes, I exhale roughly before I pull out and then press back in.
I try it a few times, and when I'm sure her body accommodates mine, I go after her hard.
Thrusting and pulling back, focusing on how my body feels instead of worrying about what could be happening around me.
I haven't let my mind go blank like this since Eruption happened, but I'm allowing it right now.
My hips are burning and there's a tightening at the base of my spine. One thrust, then another, and I hitch my pelvis up, pulling out of her and spilling across her stomach.
As the two of us breathe heavily in the quietness of the room, I realize for the first time in a long time, I'm relaxed. And that's one thousand percent thanks to Elizabeth Harper.