Chapter 23
By midway through Christmas Vacation, my stomach muscles ached from laughing so hard.
Between the shenanigans of the movie and listening to Knox quote every other line, I could hardly breathe between fits of laughter.
I thought I was going to pee my pants when Knox exclaimed, “Grace? She died thirty years ago!” with Aunt Bethany.
Once the movie was over, Knox got up to make us more hot chocolate. Eugene trotted to the door, whining, so I got up to let him out. He shot out the door, peed in the nearest corner of the yard, and jetted back inside.
“That’s how I know it’s cold out there. That dog loves snow and being outside, so if he doesn't even want to be out there in it, that means it’s bad,” Knox said from the stovetop as he heated the milk.
“That’s because he’s a smart boy. Aren’t you?” I squatted to wipe Eugene’s paws off with a towel so he didn’t track in any snow.
“He really is. It was weird not having him sleeping next to me last night.”
“He was the best little cuddle buddy.” I scratched behind Eugene’s ear, and he gave me a lick on my cheek before darting back to the couch.
“I’m going to go to the bathroom and then I’ll be ready,” Knox said, exiting the kitchen.
I checked the milk and finished making the hot chocolate, adding a few marshmallows to each mug before taking them to the coffee table. I settled back into my corner of the couch, stretching out to rub Eugene’s back with my foot.
Knox walked back in, surveying the couch and the distinct lack of room on it.
“Wow. So first you took my bed last night, and now you’re claiming my couch, huh?” he jokingly griped, tickling me on my ribs.
“You put me in your bed, you big goon.” I tried to tickle him back and accidentally jammed my fingers into his side.
“Ouch!” He rubbed his side. “You’re going to pay for that,” he laughed.
“Oh yeah?” I giggled, trying to reach up and tickle him while keeping one hand in front of my stomach so he couldn’t retaliate.
“Yeah, you are. I’m much stronger than you.
” He kicked one leg over and straddled me, our faces only inches apart, and grabbed my arms and held them over my head with one hand.
I didn’t know whether to laugh or be turned on; having him confine me like this was sexy.
My mind immediately flashed back to my fantasy about him tying my hands up.
For some reason, this was so much better and had me wanting much more.
“Do you surrender?” he growled in his husky baritone voice.
My breath started to pick up and my pulse moved from my chest to between my legs. I couldn’t think straight, let alone answer. All I could do was stare into his eyes that had gone navy in the firelight. I glanced from his eyes to his lips and back as I bit my bottom lip.
His gaze fell to my mouth, and I knew he wanted to kiss me as badly as I wanted him to.
Throwing any lingering reservations aside, I closed the inch that kept us apart.
His body stiffened, then relaxed into mine.
The kiss was soft at first, his full lips melting against my own.
I adjusted my body to get more comfortable and with that movement, I could feel his length along my thigh grow harder.
I opened my mouth, hoping he would explore it.
And he did. He ran his tongue along the inside of my lip and gave it a little bite.
I let out a soft moan and rolled my body against his, needing a little friction.
Eugene let out a small bark and Knox pulled back slightly, as breathless as I was.
“Hey,” he murmured, his lips tipped into a sideways grin as he leaned his forehead against mine.
“Hey,” I whispered back.
Knox glanced at the TV. “Should we uh…should we turn on another movie?”
No. Keep kissing me. “Sure.” I nodded, and he pulled the mess of blankets off the floor and lay down behind me, his cock still very hard against my ass.
“Is this okay with you?” Knox asked as he settled in and pulled the blankets over us.
“Yeah.” I smiled as he wrapped his large hand around my waist and lay it against my stomach.
“What about you? Is this okay?” he asked Eugene. The dog raised his head from the other end of the couch and gave a small huff, then lay his head back down sleepily.
“Little fucker.” Knox laughed.
Knox hit play on the next movie, though I barely made it through the opening credits before my eyes were heavy, a feeling of peace washing over me with Knox at my back and Eugene at my feet.
The next thing I knew, Knox’s strong arms were lifting me as he carried me to his room and tucked me into bed.
He smoothed the covers over me and swept my hair away from my face.
As he turned to leave, I grabbed his hand.
“Stay,” I mumbled sleepily.
He stopped in his tracks. “What?” he whispered.
“Stay with me in here. Please.” I pulled the covers down so he could crawl in.
A pause. Then, “Okay.”
My eyes followed him as he walked to the opposite side of the bed, took his shirt off and climbed in beside me.
I scooted to the middle of the king-size bed and rolled to my side, giving him my back so we could cuddle up again like we were on the couch.
He moved up behind me and wrapped his arm around me again.
This time, his hand rested on my thigh, rubbing slow circles. The repetition of it was entrancing.
I tried to calm my mind and fall back asleep, but being in the same bed with Knox had my heart racing. I could feel his own heartbeat against my shoulder, his breathing becoming more even as he settled in.
“Are you asleep?” I whispered after several minutes.
“No. What’s wrong?”
I turned over to face him, laying my hand on his chest and rubbing the same circles he was tracing on my thigh with my pointer finger.
“Today was amazing,” I whispered.
“Yeah, I had the best day.”
“I don’t want it to end.”
“Me neither.” He pushed a stray hair behind my ear and let his finger run down my neck and arm until his hand circled my waist.
“I wish we could stay like this.”
“I’d give anything to have you forever,” he answered, his gaze piercing.
My will broke. I couldn’t hold back anymore. His words were too much, too real.
I brought my mouth to his and kissed him with force and passion, trying to push down my feelings for him down and let desire take over.
I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer to me, pushing my tongue into his mouth and exploring every inch.
He cupped my ass with his hand, then ran it along the back of my thigh to behind my knee, lifting my leg over his hip and pulling me closer to him.
I felt his hard cock straining against the confines of his sweatpants as it twitched against my center.
“Knox…” I moaned.
“God, I love hearing my name come out of your mouth.”
He pushed his cock harder into my center and my core started to throb. I rolled my body against his, causing Knox to let out the sexiest growl I had ever heard. I needed more.
“Remember the night in the closet?” I asked in between kisses, pushing his back to the mattress. He looked up at me with inquisitive eyes.
“Of course. I replay that night in my head frequently.”
I paused, making a mental note to come back to that admission later.
“Remember your rule?”
“It’s my rule, so yes, I remember.” He chuckled.
“Well…” I climbed on top of him, settling my hips over his. “I’m stealing it. I want an enthusiastic yes before we go any further.”
“Baby…” he breathed as he unbuttoned my shirt. “Hell yes.”
He slid the shirt off my shoulders and tossed it to the ground before tracing his hand up my torso, grabbing one of my breasts and lightly squeezing it.
“God, you’re perfect.”
He leaned up and put the other breast in his mouth, running his tongue over my hard nipple. I sucked in a breath. It felt exquisite. He kissed his way to the opposite breast, making sure the other wasn’t left out by pinching and lightly pulling on the hard peak.
“Lie back,” he murmured as he pushed me onto my back.
Doing as I was told, he ran his fingers along the elastic of the borrowed boxers around my waist. My body was already on fire, and the way his touch danced across my skin had me panting.
The anticipation was excruciating as he slid the boxers down my legs and discarded them onto the floor.
With a pussy-throbbing half smile, he pushed my knees apart and leaned down. “I’m so fucking glad I don’t have any neighbors because I’m about to make you moan so loudly.”
“We’ll see about that,” I sassed back.
“Sweetheart, is that a challenge?”
“Maybe.” I smiled slyly.
“Game on.” He wrapped my legs around his shoulders and slipped his tongue right through my folds and straight to my clit.
“Holy shit,” I whimpered.
His tongue moved up and down my lips and dipped back into my center before he moved back to my clit, lightly biting it.
He pulled back, running a finger through my arousal and slipping it inside of me.
I tried my hardest not to give him what he wanted but I couldn’t help but let out a cry of pleasure.
It felt so fucking good—better than anything I could have imagined.
His huff of victorious laughter tickled my center. I squeezed my thighs together.
“That wasn’t that loud. I can do better.” He added another finger as he rolled his tongue over my clit again, sucking this time. I let out a louder moan of satisfaction.
“Bee, you taste amazing.” He licked me again, letting out a small growl of pleasure.
“Yeah, well, what you’re doing feels amazing.”
He moved his fingers in and out of me in rhythm with his tongue on my center.
I was so close to coming that my body started to tighten up.
Knox bent his finger and started tapping on that special spot inside of me.
He gave one more thrust of his fingers and gave a deep suck and I came undone, crying out expletives that didn’t even make sense.
“This is so much better than I imagined,” I panted.