Chapter Chapter Seventeen
Amy
“Why do you say that?” I gasped. Yes, I may have been thinking sexy things, but how did he know that?
“The way you pushed yourself into me.”
I didn’t even realize I’d done it. I started to shudder, and Knox didn’t miss it.
“Come on, babe, let’s get you changed. The last thing we need is for you to get sick on top of everything else.”
My clothing was soaked, but thankfully not the bandage. The doc had wrapped the bite with a waterproof bandage—he said I could even shower with it.
“Good idea,” I said.
I took off my sweater and heard a groan. And what do you know, instead of taking off his own soaked clothes, Knox was looking at me.
“Hey,” I teased, “what are you waiting for? Get rid of your clothes too.”
“You’re so fucking sexy, Amy.”
Ah, yeah, the man was staring at my boobs, see-through bra and all. And since I was cold as hell, of course, my nipples had perked up. He cupped one breast, and my skin broke out in goose bumps.
“Knox...”
“You’re so cold, babe. I want to get you in the shower right now.”
Before I realized what he had in mind, he lowered himself onto his haunches. Sliding my bra to the side, he took my nipple in his mouth as he yanked my pants down, then my panties.
“Careful,” I said when he pushed them past my knees.
I nearly lost my balance, so I put a hand on his shoulder to steady myself. He cupped my ass with both hands to pin me in place, kneading it for good measure, making me laugh. Carefully, I stepped out of my panties. Knox took off my socks as well, then moved back up to remove my bra.
“I want to devour you, but you need a hot shower first.”
I licked my lips. “But I need you more.”
His eyes flashed. Then he leaned slowly forward and pressed his tongue just over my clit. I cried out before he rose to his feet, hands firmly on the sides of my body.
“Knox...”
He whirled me around and pushed me forward, still holding me tight, as if afraid I might tip over at any moment.
My ankle was already feeling better. I put most of my weight on it without any problems, but I wasn’t going to say no to this sexy man keeping his hands on me.
The bathroom, like the bedroom, was surprisingly large. It had clearly been renovated, because it had a large walk-in shower.
“This is a nice surprise,” Knox said.
I glanced over my shoulder to see him inspecting the shower.
“Who’s having dirty thoughts now?”
He groaned. “I have no self-control when I’m with you, Amy.”
“Oh, I’d say you’re doing quite all right.”
I reached in and turned on the hot water. I looked back to see what Knox was up to and smiled. He’d already gotten naked.
“That was fast,” I whispered as we both stepped under the spray.
“This is so damn good,” he murmured, tipping his head back.
“I agree.” The cold had seeped into my bones, and this was warming me up nicely.
Knox looked at me and stepped back, glancing at my ankle. “That holding up?”
“Yep.” I could feel that the bandage was keeping the bite dry.
Then he leaned in and kissed me. It was slow, but it turned me on more than if he’d ravaged me.
He moved his hands in circles down from my waist to my hips and back up, then slid two fingers down from my navel until his middle finger inched along my clit.
I moaned when he circled it slowly before moving farther down.
When he reached my opening, he groaned, and I knew why. He’d just realized I was wet. I’d drenched myself the second he had pressed his tongue to my clit. He slid one finger in, and I shuddered.
“Oh my God, Knox.”
“You’re so wet,” he growled.
He put his other arm around my back and captured my mouth again. He was going to make me come just like this, standing in the middle of the shower with the water pouring down on us.
It was glorious. I hadn’t even realized I had so much tension in my body. It kept mounting and mounting as I touched his biceps and shoulders, then moved one hand to the back of his neck, burying my fingers in his hair.
I was restless. I lifted my injured leg, standing on the good one, just so I could change the angle a bit. He instantly knew what I needed and slid in two fingers.
“Ohhh, Knox...”
He deepened the kiss, masking my sounds as I clenched around him. I couldn’t even breathe past the pleasure. And I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
* * *
Knox
Her eyes were closed, and her breathing was erratic.
“You’re so damn gorgeous,” I murmured. I tilted her head up as we stepped just a little out of the water. “I want you so fucking much.”
“I want you just as much.”
“Fuck, I shouldn’t have come into the shower with you.”
She frowned. “Why?”
“Because you need rest.”
“Don’t you pull that on me. I need this.” She looked down at my cock.
“No,” I said, then groaned when she wrapped her hand around my base and squeezed.
“Knox, I feel fine. I want you.” She was pleading.
I just groaned again, unable to string together a single coherent thought. This was the effect Amy had on me.
I’d been on edge ever since she’d been bitten.
I’d kept my composure, but the truth was, I’d been running high on adrenaline.
I only relaxed after Dr. Stevens confirmed she wasn’t in any danger.
But I still had tension in my body. I wanted an orgasm to get rid of it. I wanted to be buried inside her.
“Knox, do you get tested? I mean...”
I looked down at her. “I’m perfectly healthy.” Then I added, “I always use protection.”
She nodded. “Well, I got tested last year, but I haven’t been with anyone except you since. Let’s ditch the condoms.”
“Amy!” I growled.
I kissed her hard and moved her until her back was against the wall, then rubbed my cock along her entrance. Her legs instantly started to shake. She braced her palms on my shoulders as her entire body vibrated.
Shock waves of pleasure were coursing through me already. This was going to be an out-of-body experience, I was sure of it.
She was so wet that I slid in completely.
I didn’t go slow. I couldn’t. We both desperately needed this.
I filled her with my cock and then started to thrust, but my angle wasn’t good.
I couldn’t fuck her properly like this. Instead, I took her up in my arms. I didn’t even bother pressing her against the wall; she was so light that I could just lift her up and down my cock.
I dropped my head back and felt her lips on my neck as she held herself tightly against me, putting one hand on the back of my neck and the other on my shoulder. Her pussy was delicious.
“I’m going to fill you up so good, Amy.”
“Oh, Knox!”
I shifted her so her clit rubbed against me on every thrust. But then I wanted even more.
Turning off the water, I walked with her out of the shower and sat her on the vanity next to the sink. It was at the perfect height for me. We were both soaking wet, dripping water everywhere, but I didn’t care. Neither did she.
I placed her ass on the edge, tilting it at the perfect angle as she rested her back against the wall and closed her eyes.
I could touch her clit better this way. The second I did, she started to shake, her walls tightening around me.
She was going to come again. It was beautiful to watch.
Her eyes widened, and she grabbed her breasts with both hands, tugging at her nipples. The sight drove me insane.
“Fuck, Amy.”
“I’m going to come!” she cried out, closing her eyes.
I thrust harder, needing the friction. I wanted to be even deeper inside her. I needed us to be completely connected.
I fucked her hard, staring at her gorgeous face the entire time.
When she cried out again, I could barely hold it together.
And then I didn’t. I came seconds later, my body jerking back and forth with the force of my orgasm.
Coming inside her was a fucking privilege.
This woman trusted me with her body completely, and it humbled me like nothing ever had.
I watched Amy closely until her breath evened out and she gave me a small smile.
Only then did I pull out, picking her up and carrying her back into the shower.
We cleaned up in silence, and once I turned off the water, I grabbed a towel and patted her dry first. I started with her neck and shoulders and went down methodically.
“You’re very thorough,” she teased.
“Always.”
I took extra care when I reached her injured ankle, making sure I didn’t jostle her as I examined it.
“And what are you looking at so intently?” Amy asked.
“I’m just checking that the bandage is still intact. But the doc wasn’t kidding that it’s waterproof.”
I rose to my feet, and she put a towel on me, moving it down my chest.
“Since you so graciously dried me off, I’m going to return the favor,” she said with a wink.
“I won’t complain.”
How could being with this woman feel so good?
“All right, I think you’re very dry.” She licked her lips and sighed.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. This was just...” She lowered her voice and said, “That’s the first time I’ve had sex without protection.”
Fuck yes. I’d been the first one she trusted like this.
“What do you know? It’s the same for me.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Really?”
“Yeah. But I don’t want to talk about anything that was before.”
I stepped closer, ready to take her up in my arms again. I wanted to feel her bare pussy against my torso. If she was ready, I could bury myself inside her again. I was insatiable. But a knock at the door interrupted us.
“I’m here with your food,” a voice called from the other side.
Amy scurried around. “Oh, here’s a robe.”
I hadn’t even noticed them hanging next to the shower. She put one on and gave me the other one.
“You go sit down on the bed. I’ll get the food and serve you everything,” I told her.
“Huh?”
“Yeah. You shouldn’t strain yourself.”
She scoffed. “Oh, now you remember that? After you’ve had your way with me in the shower and on the vanity? You didn’t seem too worried about my well-being then.”
I took her hand. “Amy, did I hurt you? Do you want to call Dr. Stevens?”
She rolled her eyes. “No. Relax, Knox. I was just teasing you. I feel perfectly fine. But if you want to bring me dinner in bed, I’m definitely up for it.”
Once Amy was situated, I opened the door.
The woman from the front desk smiled. “I hope I’m not disturbing you two. I just put a quick dinner together. Soup and a charcuterie board. Didn’t have ham, so it’s just cheese, bread and veggies.”
I cocked a brow but didn’t say anything besides, “That’s perfect. Thank you. It smells great.”
“Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Will do,” I replied, determined not to. I wanted time alone with Amy. That was all. I didn’t want any intruders.
She was waiting for me in the center of the bed, grinning as I approached with the tray.
“We’ve got plenty of goodies,” she said.
“Yeah, we do.”
“This is actually so much better than what we would have had at camp.”
I cocked a brow. “How can it possibly be better?”
“We basically had lots of marshmallows and stuff we could hold over a bonfire, like hot dogs, but we didn’t bring much real food like veggies, anything like that.”
“Why not?”
“There’s not a big enough space in any of the cabins to cook for a big group. Plus, it’s mostly teenagers. Getting them to eat anything besides junk food is a chore best left to their parents.”
I laughed as I ate my bowl of soup. “All right, this isn’t bad.”
“What a cozy meal!”
I wanted to do this with her more often: have a relaxing evening where we didn’t have any grand plans and just enjoyed the hell out of whatever we were doing, eating dinner or watching a movie or...
What the hell was it that couples did? I had no idea.
And I’d never had any intention of finding out—but now I wanted to.
“I want to spend every evening with you like this.”
Amy looked up from her half-eaten bowl of oatmeal. “Stranded in a B&B, eating soup?”
“No, I mean, I want to spend it with you.” I swallowed hard. “I don’t want us to keep just sporadically meeting for dinner or trying to carve out time for each other. We both have busy lives. That’s not going to work.”
“I don’t understand,” she said. “What are you suggesting?”
“That we spend the evenings together. Nights too.”
She grinned. “You want sex.”
“That, too, obviously,” I laughed. “But I want more than that. I want this.” I pointed between the two of us. “I don’t even know what it is, but I fucking love it, and I want more of it.”
“Knox.” She was slowly understanding what I was trying to tell her.
“I just want us to spend as much time together as possible. And I’m aware of how insane that sounds.”
She smiled and then tugged at the collar of my robe. I leaned closer and kissed the corner of her mouth.
“I happen to like the sound of it.”
“You know what? Since we’re heading back to San Diego tomorrow, we can actually make it to Mom’s pizza party.”
“I’m not following,” Amy said.
“When I dropped by their house, she said they’re inviting everyone over for the afternoon. I told her I couldn’t make it, but now things have changed. We can go.”
“We?”
“Yeah, you and me together.”
She drew her fingers down my neck. I grabbed her wrist, kissing the inside of it.
“You know that might give your family ideas, right?” she taunted.
“Hell yes, it will, but I don’t mind at all.”
She raised a brow. “You don’t?”
“Nah.”
I knew this meant my life was going to get turned upside down one way or another, but I was strangely looking forward to it.