Chapter Chapter Twenty Six
Knox
Amy stopped abruptly, straightening up with her mouth agape. Instead of heading to me, she walked quickly, a bit awkwardly, to the kitchen counter. I realized she was looking for her phone when she tapped the screen and the music stopped.
“Knox, what are you doing here?” she asked, setting her glass down, kind of out of breath. I watched her chest heave up and down and knew there was no question that I loved this woman.
I held up the two containers of ice cream. “I brought treats.”
She was wearing one of those fantastic two-piece pajama outfits again—shorts and a tank top. Her nipples pushed through the fabric, already beckoning to me.
“You brought my favorites,” she whispered as I handed them to her. She put them on the counter and avoided my gaze.
“Amy, I was a fucking idiot today.”
She looked up at me. “Yes, you were.” She smacked my shoulder. “What the hell is wrong with you? You had me so fucking worried!”
“You’re angry,” I said in surprise.
“Yes, I am! Here we were making plans for my moving in, and then you tell me that you got carried away! Who does that?”
I frowned at her. “Did you cancel the movers?”
“No!”
“Okay, good. But wait, why didn’t you tell Agnes that you are dating someone? You said she’s your closest friend at school.”
“Yes, but we’re not that close. Besides, Agnes has been looking for a guy forever. And it felt like I’d be rubbing salt in the wound with my happiness.”
“Okay, that makes sense. But then why didn’t you turn down her offer to set you up?”
“I did, just later on. I was so shocked when she came up with that, and I wasn’t sure how to reply without offending her. I mean, it’s her brother, and he’s just been through a divorce. And Agnes... I feel like I’m not making much sense. I’ve had some wine, and, well, I’m still angry at you!”
I cupped her cheek, rubbing my thumb at the corner of her mouth.
“No.” She pulled away and pointed at me. “You don’t get to touch me unless you tell me exactly why you came here and what is going on.”
I put my hands on the counter at the sides of her waist. “I came to tell you that I fucking love you, Amy.”
She softened instantly.
“And that I don’t want you to go on a date with anyone else ever again. And I didn’t get carried away, because I want you at my place forever.”
I hadn’t thought much about what I wanted to tell her, but my voice became stronger with every sentence. This was clearly what I wanted. Mom was right, and honestly, I’d known it myself all along. I loved this woman.
“Then why did you say what you said?”
I groaned. “Fuck, I don’t even know! I figured it would be better for you to be with someone who wants the same things. Only here’s the rub: I want those things too. I want you, and whatever you want, I want. Three kids, six kids—I’m in, babe.”
“You’re serious? You really want a family and all that?” she murmured.
“Yes. You’re the one.”
“Then you are my soulmate. And that’s scary because you’ve never wanted to be soulmate material,” she pointed out.
My girl was definitely a bit drunk, but I was enjoying her tipsy self.
She looked up. “I love you, but I don’t want you to say things you don’t mean.”
“The only time I’ve ever said something I didn’t mean was this afternoon. You can take me at face value about everything else. I had a lapse in judgment then, but it will never happen again.”
She licked her lips and nodded. “Okay, you can touch me now.”
I put my thumb on her cheek, then slowly moved it to her upper lip. “I love you. I want to be with you and only you.”
“As far as apologies go, showing up with ice cream is a very smart move. It’s earned you a lot of points. But saying you love me earned you even more.”
“I should hope so,” I teased.
“I’m sorry if I made you think I wanted to go on that date. I told her no after the meeting with Ms. Adams was over. I’m not interested in anyone but you. And by the way, if you want to earn full points, I also want a case of your family’s wine.”
“Consider it done. But why?”
“Because if you ever mess up again, I don’t want to drink cheap carton wine. It’s terrible.”
I laughed, cupping her cheeks with both hands. “Amy, I promise I’ll never mess up again. Never. I love you so much, and I want you to be happy. So damn happy. Always.”
I dropped my hands and kissed her cheek, moving to her earlobe and down her jawline before settling on one corner of her mouth. I kissed it, moving along her lower lip before capturing her mouth completely. I deepened the kiss, pressing her against the counter.
Amy was mine. She was mine. She was all I wanted.
Years down the road, she’d still be the one I wanted.
Right now, I can clearly picture my future with her.
Attending family events together. Spending our time together having hot sex and helping each other along the way.
Making every one of her dreams come true.
I moved us away from the kitchen.
“I love your pajamas. Did I tell you that?”
She laughed. “Not today.”
I pushed my hands underneath her top and only paused kissing her so I could throw the top over her head.
“I love your body. You’re sexy. Your nipples are already hard.”
“Well, yeah. I mean, you’re to blame. You’re so hot. They turned hard the second you came in, even though I was mad at you.”
I immediately pushed her pajama pants down. She was wearing a thong. Smiling, she stepped back and moved one hand down to her pussy.
I wanted to watch her touch herself, but I wanted to taste her more.
I stepped closer and grabbed both her wrists, bringing them behind her, keeping them in place as I kissed her mouth again. Kissing her wasn’t enough—touching either. I wanted to bury myself inside her, but I knew she wasn’t ready yet.
Without informing her of my intentions, I stepped back again. Then I lifted her up, throwing her torso over my shoulder.
“Knox, what are you doing?”
“We’re going to the bedroom.”
I laughed as she tugged at my T-shirt, pulling it from the waistband of my jeans.
“Damn it, I can’t even use this time to get you naked.”
I finally put her down in the bedroom. She immediately undid my belt, yanking it out of its loops.
I wanted to put her on the bed, but instead, I pressed her against the wall.
I kneaded her ass cheek with one hand and put the other one between her legs, strumming my fingers across her pussy.
She was wet already but needed a little more foreplay.
Her tongue softened against mine seconds before she drenched my fingers.
I wasn’t even nudging her clit, only applying light touches to her sensitive flesh, but it was enough.
“Knox...” She rose onto her toes, and her legs started to shake.
She was already close to orgasming. I knew Amy’s body intimately, but she kept surprising me with how responsive she was. But this wasn’t enough. I wanted to be inside her when she climaxed.
With one hand, I kept working her pussy. With the other, I shoved my jeans and underwear down just enough to get my cock out. Then I parted her legs and slid inside her. She came the next second, crying out while she squeezed me tightly, then even tighter.
“You feel so damn good.” I thrust in and out, not giving her any reprieve.
She squeezed and squeezed, and I enjoyed every second of it. A bolt of pleasure shot through me, but I didn’t want to finish yet. I wanted to fuck her properly—at least take off my damn pants so I could move better. So I stilled, then waited a second before pulling out slowly.
“Get on the bed, gorgeous. I want to see you spread wide for me.”
She climbed onto the bed and turned around, lying back and opening her knees, spreading her thighs wide. I nearly came all over her wet pink pussy. I was going to fill her up so good.
I watched her while I took off my clothes. There wasn’t much space between her bed and the wall, so I nearly stumbled over it. But once I’d kicked everything out of the way, I joined her on the bed, hovering over her. She licked her lips, looking at my cock.
I entered her slowly. I didn’t have it in me to tease her in any way, not when all I wanted was the connection—I craved it in a way I’d never craved anything else.
I slid in deep until she gasped and closed her eyes, kissing the corner of her mouth again before moving to the side of her neck.
I moved slowly, unlike before, enjoying the way she tightened around me.
I loved feeling every single inch of her pussy.
But I wanted her in a different position, so I rolled us on the bed until she was on top.
“Grab the headboard.”
She frowned but didn’t question me. In order to grab the headboard, she had to lift herself off me, but that was my plan. She hovered just above my cock.
She moaned. “I need...”
“I know, Amy. I’m giving you my cock right away.”
I planted my heels on the mattress and lifted my pelvis. I had plenty of space to thrust.
A sated smile spread on her face. “This was your plan.”
“Yes, it was.”
This was perfect. I circled her clit with my thumb and lifted my head enough to kiss down her chest. In between thrusts, I pulled her nipple between my lips as well. This was amazing and so glorious.
We fucked until she started to tremble. The tremor was light at first, but then her thighs were visibly shaking, and she pulled in her stomach.
“Knox, I’m going to come again.”
“Come, gorgeous. I’m right here with you. I’ll fill your pussy good.”
She tightened around my cock, and I couldn’t keep the orgasm at bay any longer.
I started to come seconds after she did.
She let go of the headboard and moved up and down my cock.
I let go of her hips, wanting her to move the way she needed it.
It was all perfect for me anyway. The pleasure was all-encompassing.
I loved watching her, so wild, breasts moving, teeth chattering.
“You’re perfect,” I said between groans.
I couldn’t stop moving. Even though I was fully done, I wanted to take more and more.
I kept thrusting right up until I felt her go completely soft.
Her shoulders hunched forward, and she put her palms on my chest, so I knew she couldn’t take it anymore.
I stopped moving and breathed in deeply. Her hands were still shaking.
“Amy, are you okay?”
“I’m a bit overwhelmed,” she murmured, then tilted forward.
I slid out of her. “Lie down on me.”
We were both a sweaty mess, but I wanted to keep her right here with me. She rested her head so that the side of her chin was on my shoulder and her forehead pressed to the side of my face. Her breaths were coming fast and ragged.
“Babe, I’m going to need a yes or no. Are you okay? I’ve been rough.”
“I’m perfect. Just overwhelmed at how good this was.”
We stayed in bed for a little while longer, then cleaned up in the bathroom. Afterward, we each wrapped a towel around our bodies and went to the kitchen, and I uncapped the tubs of ice cream.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Preparing you a treat.”
“Oh, you’re a dream man,” she teased. “It’s as if you knew I would really need this.”
“I’ll do one better,” I told her as I moved behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist. Bringing my mouth to her ear, I said, “I can have a case of good wine delivered.”
“Working hard for those full points, huh?”
“You know it.”
“Well, since you’re here, I don’t actually need the wine right now. You’re everything I need.”
I turned her around. Hearing her say that touched me in an unexpected way. I caressed her chin and then kissed her on the lips.
I laughed, pulling my hand back. “When did you even get to taste the ice cream?”
“Just now, before putting it into my bowl.”
“You’re adorable.”
She grinned. “Tonight is such a treat. I have you, ice cream, and a delicious pie.”
“I like that I’m first.”
“I didn’t mean it like that. It was in no particular order.”
“So, if it were ordered, where would I be?”
She tilted her head. “You’re still in the first spot, though you’re neck and neck with the pie.”
I raised a brow. “Really? You rank the pie above the ice cream?”
She rose onto her toes and puckered her lips, so I gave her another kiss. She was a bit different from before, somehow more relaxed.
“Wouldn’t you?” she asked.
“Nah. Besides, I have some ideas for that ice cream.”