Chapter Chapter Eleven
Knox
“I don’t want you to stay away either.”
Amy’s words unleashed something inside me.
I pulled her toward me, lifting her off the floor at the same time that I kissed her.
She pressed her thighs to mine as I put my hands under her ass.
I kissed her deep, and I wanted to go even deeper.
I held her against the front door, savoring her tongue.
She tasted amazing. I wanted to kiss her until she was wet and begging for me.
She put one hand on my shoulder, stroking my hair with the other one. I needed to touch her desperately. I felt a small tremor in her body. I was turning her on, I was sure of that. I was already fighting an erection and knew I couldn’t keep myself in check, not tonight. I wanted Amy too damn much.
I set her feet down on the floor so I could tug her dress upward. I enjoyed touching her skin, but I wanted to taste her too. Taking a step back, I commanded, “Keep your dress like this.”
I gathered it around her waist. She grabbed it with one hand, licking her lips. Then I lowered myself onto my haunches and put my mouth on her thigh, trailing my fingers up her other leg.
“Knox.”
She lifted her dress farther up, and now I could see her panties clearly. White lace. I somehow got even harder.
Amy and I were going to fuck tonight.
I rose to my feet while I reached my hand between her legs, kissing her mouth as I stroked her once over the panties. Then I slipped my hand inside them and pressed two fingers against her pussy. She was so fucking drenched that they were immediately coated in her wetness.
“Fuck, Amy.”
“Knox, I want you tonight. I need you so fucking bad.” Her voice was pleading.
I kissed her again, moving her away from the door. I yanked my hand out of her panties and grabbed her wrists. Her dress fell from around her middle as I kept her hands captive behind her back.
“Where’s your bedroom?” I growled.
She gestured with her head to the right, and I saw a door off the living room. I vaguely remembered that she’d pointed it out when I came here last time, but I’d completely forgotten.
Kissing her once more, I took a breath and let go of her hands. Then I grabbed one of them, interlacing our fingers and pulling her behind me as we went to her bedroom. It was surprisingly large. The bed looked sturdy. I kissed her again, pushing her against the glass door leading to the backyard.
Once again, I pulled her dress up to her middle, but then I yanked it over her head. Her skin quickly broke out in goose bumps. This was exactly what I wanted. The coolness of the window was definitely going to make her feel everything more intensely.
I touched her pussy with my fingers, but I wanted my mouth on her.
Her bra was white, and it looked so fucking good on her.
Leaving it on for now, I yanked her panties down with more force than I intended.
She immediately stepped out of them, spreading her legs wide.
She was so damn ready for me, her pussy waxed clean and pink.
I teased her with the tip of my tongue only, drawing it from her clit down to her entrance and then back up.
“Knox.”
I kept teasing her, moving my tongue up and down before pressing it harder.
“Knox.”
She pushed herself back against the glass as I pressed the flat of my tongue against her clit, then moved the tip in circles around it.
“Knox... oh, Knox,” she moaned. Her voice was more heated with every syllable.
She reached behind her back and took off her bra, throwing it behind me.
Watching her touch her breasts was so fucking sexy.
I was going to make her come right away; she was already on edge, so she wouldn’t need much.
I doubled my efforts, giving her two fingers as well as my tongue.
I couldn’t watch her anymore, but it didn’t matter. I only cared about making her come.
She arched her shoulders forward and then jerked them backward as she came. She was so beautiful, her hair jostled in all directions as her body shook uncontrollably. I pulled my fingers out and eased the pressure on her clit before taking my mouth off her completely.
“Knox,” she whispered. She pinched her eyes closed, leaning the back of her head against the window.
I got to my feet and kissed her thoroughly. Her mouth was soft, and she sighed against me, leaning her body into me. I was still fully clothed, which wouldn’t do at all. I wanted—no, needed skin-on-skin contact.
After taking off my suit jacket, I unbuttoned my sleeves and opened the top two buttons of my shirt, then paused the kiss long enough so I could grab my shirt from the back between my shoulder blades. I tugged it upward, then tossed it to the floor.
“Oh yeah,” Amy said, looking down appreciatively at my abs.
With a sassy smile, she undid my belt and took it off in one swift move. I lowered my zipper, and we both pushed down my pants. I immediately got rid of my underwear. Her eyes bulged when she saw my cock, and I smirked. I was well-endowed and proud of it.
And then I realized. “Fuck! I don’t have condoms.”
She licked her lips, looking up. “I have some.” She laughed nervously. “I actually have a box in my nightstand.”
White-hot jealousy went through me. As she took it out, I noticed with immense relief that it was unopened.
“When I made that pact with my friend, I decided to buy this.” She was red in the face.
“You don’t need to explain anything.”
She took one of them out and brought it to me.
“Sit down on the bed and put the condom on me,” I instructed.
She sat at the edge, and I brought my cock level with her hands. She tore open the package, but instead of taking out the condom, she looked at me and then put her mouth around my crown.
“Fuck, Amy.” I exhaled sharply and put a hand on her shoulder. “Babe, put on the condom, all right?”
She looked up. “I don’t mind.”
“I want to be buried in your pussy. I’ll have your mouth, too, but not right now.”
Her eyes widened before she put the condom over my crown. Feeling her fingers on my cock was driving me crazy. The urge to thrust was insane. I stayed rooted to the spot right up until she’d rolled the condom all the way down.
“Get on the bed, gorgeous. Hold your knees up.”
She started panting as she crawled backward.
A second later, I realized she had a million pillows on the bed.
I blinked. Whatever. There was enough space for fucking, which was all I cared about.
She lay with her head on one of those stacks but still had enough space to put her hands under her knees and lift her feet off the mattress.
“That’s right. You’re very good at following instructions.”
“You’re excellent at dishing them out.” She was almost breathless.
I positioned myself at her entrance and started to slide inside her.
“Fuck,” I exclaimed.
I only got the head in, but it felt so damn good. I pushed more and more, keeping my eyes focused on her face. She was relishing it.
“Knox! This is amazing.”
She opened her eyes wide. I slid inside her to the hilt, then started to thrust, always deep, always hard.
We both needed it this way. I was so damn desperate for a release, but at the same time, I didn’t want to rush this.
I’d wanted Amy for so damn long. And if I’d known it would feel so fucking good, I would have had an even harder time resisting her.
I pushed in and out relentlessly while also kissing her face and neck, then her lips.
When her pussy tightened around me, she let go of her knees, putting her feet on the mattress.
A second later, she started meeting my thrusts.
We moved in sync, our bodies slapping against each other, chasing the climax.
She gave in first, crying out until her voice turned hoarse and she could only whisper.
“Knox... Knox, don’t stop, please.”
“I’m not, beautiful. Don’t you worry.”
She was still riding the high. Of course I wouldn’t stop.
As her inner muscles started to relax, I exploded. The orgasm took over my entire body. It felt so damn good that I couldn’t even believe it. It had never felt like this before, so earth-shattering. The pleasure had a force of its own. I couldn’t contain it or control it; I could only enjoy it.
I pushed until I couldn’t anymore, and then I simply lay down on top of Amy. I didn’t pull out yet. Frankly, I didn’t have the strength to do it. All my muscles were burning like I’d just finished the most intense workout of my life.
After a few minutes, I finally regained my senses.
I pushed myself back on my knees, putting my hand on the base of my cock, keeping the condom in place as I pulled out.
Then I took a good look at Amy. She was smiling, looking at me with playful eyes.
I leaned forward, putting my palm next to her ear.
I bent for a kiss, giving her tongue and all.
I wanted us to prolong this. I kissed her until she murmured against my mouth.
“Someone’s turning me on again,” she whispered, and I paused so we could both breathe.
“I need a short break, and then I’ll be ready to go again.”
She laughed. “That break better include some food.”
I grinned. “You read my mind.”
I got down from the bed, knotting the condom, then turned around.
“No en suite, remember?” she said, clearly reading my thoughts. “Bathroom’s on the other side of the living room.”
“All right.”
“I’ll come—I want to take a quick shower too.”
I waited at the foot of the bed until she got down, then walked in front of me.
“You’re so sexy, Amy.”
She looked at me over one shoulder and grinned, then fully turned around, walking backward, moving her gaze up and down my body. “Oh, I don’t think I’ll get enough of this view for quite a while.” She licked her lips. “Your abs are even better than I remember.”
“I work hard for them.”
“I can tell,” she said with a laugh.
Her bathroom wasn’t big, so there wasn’t space for both of us to shower at the same time. Amy went first, and when I came out of the bathroom a short while later, I saw her looking in her fridge, singing under her breath.
“You’re in a good mood,” I said, walking toward her.
She laughed and then turned around. “Oh yeah, and you can take all the credit for that.” She focused back on the fridge. “I’m super hungry. I need something to fill me up.”
I stepped behind her. She was wearing shorts and a tank top. I had a flashback of our college days. I’d dropped by her dorm one evening to borrow some books. When she opened the door, she was wearing a similar outfit. It had taken all of my self-control not to flirt.
“What are you thinking about?” she asked, and I realized she’d turned her head sideways and was looking at me.
“That your outfit reminds me of our college days.”
“My favorite pajamas. They’re comfy.”
“And so fucking sexy.”
Her eyes widened. “This isn’t sexy. It’s just shorts and a tank top.”
“It’s fucking sexy.”
“Show me,” she challenged.
I pulled her away from the fridge, closing the door, and pressed her against the kitchen counter, reaching around to grab one ass cheek. My dick was loving this and already beginning to get hard.
“This is fucking tempting. You’ve got a perfect ass, woman.” With my other hand, I palmed her breast and circled her nipple with my thumb until it was a stiff peak. “Now this just makes me want to yank that top away so I can suck on this nipple until you beg me for more.”
She took in a sharp breath and licked her lips. “Knox. You know how to get my pulse going.”
I grinned. “I can keep going.” Then I rubbed myself against her.
She looked at me intently, then said, “You know what? Hold that thought. I need to eat first. I was serious about that.”
I chuckled. “Some things never change, huh? I can’t get between you and your food.”
“Exactly. How come you aren’t hungry?” she asked me.
“I could eat,” I admitted.
As she opened the fridge, I went behind her again, touching her and whispering in her ear, “But I can also make you come again first.”
She pushed her ass into my hard-on. “I need to focus.”
“Sure.” I straightened up, but I kept teasing her with my hands, circling one nipple, then the other, then pushing my hands under her top. Her skin was so damn soft. I could touch her all night long.
“Knox,” she chastised. “I can’t focus.”
I laughed. “How is that my fault?”
Eventually, she took out eggs and some greens. “I’m in the mood for a frittata. Well, to be fair, it’s more of an omelet because I’m not going to fry potatoes.”
“I’ll eat whatever you want. I don’t mind.”
“Can you grab a pan?” she asked. “It’s right under there.” She pointed to a cabinet next to the sink.
“Pan coming right up.”