Chapter 10
TEN
Daisy
Knox is wrapped around me when I wake up the next morning.
I smile. I’m not surprised we slept like this. The man can’t seem to handle being more than an arm’s length away from me, even in sleep.
He’s still sound asleep, so I use the time to admire him. I trail my fingers up his arms, absorbing the feel of his firm muscles. I run the pads of my fingers over his chest, careful as I trace the old wounds.
Knox told me about the bullet marks on his chest last night between our rounds of lovemaking. Even over a year later, they still look tender and painful, but he promised he didn’t even notice them.
I lean forward, kissing each of them in turn. When I pull back, I see Knox smiling down at me.
“Good morning, mate,” he says, threading his fingers through my hair as he leans down to kiss me.
“Morning,” I mumble against his lips.
I want to ask him what happened with Joe, but as soon as he hardens against my stomach, I lose myself in him again.
Just like last night, all thoughts of anything but being with Knox fly out of my head.
I push on his shoulder, rolling him onto his back and straddling him.
“I’m surprised you’re still hard after last night,” I say as he grips my hips.
“Mate, I’ll always be hard for you. I’ve accepted that fact.”
I laugh as Knox grins up at me, his cock pressed against my pussy. His smile drops, and his eyes turn dark and heated as I slowly lower myself onto him.
“Fuck me,” he groans.
“That’s what I’m trying to do,” I sass him.
“Goddamn, Daisy.”
I love how much he loves my body. He makes me feel sexy and confident. I know he truly thinks I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. He can’t get enough of me or my curves.
Bucking my hips, I struggle to take all of him.
Knox grinds his teeth.
“That’s bad for your teeth.”
“It’s that or grab your hips, roll you under me, and hammer this sweet pussy until you’re screaming my name,” he growls.
My whole body goes molten at his words. “That. I want that.”
An instant later, my back hits the mattress, and Knox looms over me. His hips are already working, jackhammering his cock in and out of my snug channel.
“Oh!” I shout.
He leans down, licking my neck. “What my mate wants, she gets.”
I cling to him as if I’m riding out a storm, loving every minute of it. Seeing Knox looking so feral and knowing I’m the reason is like a drug. I can’t get enough.
“Fuck, mate!” he moans. “I can feel you tightening around me already. You’re about to come.”
My nails bite into his arms as my orgasm brews inside me with each stroke of his dick, the pleasure growing and growing.
“Please,” I beg.
He knows exactly what I need. Leaning forward, his lips move over the bite mark he left on me last night.
That does it. I scream his name as I come. My vision darkens as my orgasm goes on and on. Knox is still moving inside me, and when it seems as if I’m finally done, he pulls out, flips me over onto my stomach, raises my hips, and slams back into me.
“KNOX!” I scream as another orgasm detonates inside me.
“Not done, mate. Need another. I want your juices dripping off my balls. I want the scent covering our entire bed.”
“Oh, God.”
His grip tightens on my hips. My body feels like an inferno as I fist my hands in the sheets while he slams into me over and over again.
“One more, Daisy. Give me one more,” he orders.
I bury my face in my pillow as I come undone. “Kno—” I scream, his name muffled by the pillowcase.
“That’s it. Fuck!” he shouts from above me.
A second later, I feel him release inside me.
My knees give out, and I sink to the mattress in a puddle of sated pleasure.
Knox collapses next to me, pushing my hair out of my face to check on me. “All right?”
I nod, giving him a lazy thumbs-up.
He grins, leaning in to kiss me. “I’ll go get the shower ready. Just a minute.”
I hear him pad into the bathroom, and the water turns on. Strong arms wrap around me, and I’m lifted off the bed as if I weigh nothing. Knox carries me into the bathroom and straight into the shower. I let him handle me, loving every minute of it.
But as he sets me on my feet and grabs the shampoo, I know it’s time for some answers.
“So,” I start, “how did it go with Joe?”
His eyes meet mine, and he leans down to give me a reassuring kiss. “The charges are dropped. You’re in the clear.”
My eyes well with grateful tears. “Thank God. What did Joe do? What did he say?”
Knox’s jaw tightens. “He didn’t want to let you go.” He sees my horrified look and rushes to reassure me. “Not that I can blame him. I never want to let you go either.”
“What else did he say?”
“He threatened to add more charges. I tried to reason with him, but it’s pretty clear that losing you and me showing up… well, he seemed like he was having some kind of psychotic break.”
“Oh, God,” I choke out.
Knox pulls me into his arms.
“I recorded our conversation. When I couldn’t reason with Joe, I went to the mayor, and we called in the chief of police. Once we laid everything out, Joe was arrested. You’re free.”
“So, he’s in prison?”
“He will be. Right now, he’s at the hospital on a mandatory psych hold. He didn’t take it well.”
I lean against Knox and let out a big breath as I process everything he’s told me.
“It’s over,” I whisper.
He kisses the top of my head, rubbing soothing circles on my back. “Oh, and I went by your old apartment to grab your things. They’re in the car.”
This man. He’s freaking perfect.
“What did I do to deserve you?”
He tilts my chin up. “I ask myself that about you every day, mate.”
Leaning down, he presses a sweet kiss to my lips. Knowing I’m a little overwhelmed, he simply holds me, letting the hot water ease my tension.
When I finally pull back, he studies me with worried eyes.
“I’m so happy it’s over,” I whisper.
“You’re a free woman.” He smiles. “What do you want to do now?”
I freeze at that question.
What do I want to do now?