Chapter 23 #2
“You’ve imagined this, huh?” I felt him smile into my thigh as he kissed the inside of my leg.
“The night of the garden party, when I got home,” I said breathlessly, “I used my vibrator and imagined this exact scenario, but it was nothing compared to what just happened.”
“God damn, Birdie.” He smiled up at me.
“What? It’s your fault. You’re the one who almost kissed me and got me all worked up in the greenhouse.”
“I’ve thought about this, too.” He kissed up my stomach.
“Oh, really?”
“I had a dream the night of the welcome gala that you came to find me here and we did exactly this.”
“Is that why you were so tense the next day in the woodshop?” I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed along my collarbone.
“Yeah.”
“What else did you dream about?”
“I’d rather show you than tell you.”
He stood and opened the drawer of his nightstand, pulling out a condom before sliding his sweatpants and boxer briefs down his massive thighs. My mouth instantly watered watching his thick cock spring free. I rose and sat on the edge of the bed, taking the condom out of his hand.
“Let me do it.”
He nodded, and I grabbed his stiff dick and ran my hand along it. It was so thick that I could barely fit my fist around it. The tip glistened with pre-cum and I wanted to taste him so badly. I licked my lips and slid him into my mouth.
“Holy fuck, Bee,” Knox groaned as I took him deeper, opening my throat to try and take him all the way in.
I brought him in and out a few more times, moaning as he hit the back of my throat.
That aroused him even more, making his dick twitch in my mouth.
I smiled to myself, knowing I was making him feel as good as he made me feel.
After a few more pumps in and out, Knox grabbed my chin and pulled out of me. “I fucking love that, but if you keep it up, I’m not going to make it.”
I nodded, letting him pull away. I would have done anything he wanted to make sure we could keep going. I wanted this to last forever.
The condom wrapper opening was the only sound for a few seconds. I pulled it out and rolled it from the tip of Knox’s dick down to the base.
I looked up at him. His eyes were heavy with need as he picked me up and kissed me urgently, the converse of our soft kiss on the couch. For several minutes we simply explored each other’s mouths, his hands tangled in my hair.
Knox was by far the best kisser I had ever been with; I didn’t know how I would ever move on from him. With the way he knew exactly what spot to touch or suck or kiss, I felt certain I’d never find anyone else who instinctively knew my body like this man.
Knox backed us toward the bed, laying me against the pillows. He surveyed my body and smiled. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, you know that?”
All I could do was smile back at him. He sure knew how to make a girl feel beautiful and confident. He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine as he hooked his hand under my knee and hitched my leg up to rest on his hip.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked quietly.
“More than anything.”
As he kissed up my neck to my ear and along my jaw, he ran his fingers through my soaking wet folds. I was beyond ready.
“God, you’re drenched. I fucking love it.
” He grabbed his cock, gave it a few strokes, and then rubbed the tip up and down my center, wetting it before he gently pushed in.
He was so fucking girthy that I whimpered, first in pain and then in the deepest pleasure, taking a second to adjust to his size.
After a moment, I rocked my hips, asking him to push in further.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded before he pushed in a little more.
“Bee, you’re so fucking tight. You feel amazing.”
He pulled out and then slid back in, faster this time, and I let another moan slip out as I scratched down his back. It was incredible, like nothing I had ever felt before.
“I need more,” I breathed.
“Anything you want, baby.” He pushed in hard and picked up speed, bringing both of my knees up to his waist as we found our rhythm. He squeezed his hands down the back of my thighs and grabbed my ass.
“I’ve been thinking about this ass since that night in the closet.
The way it felt in my hands.” He squeezed my ass cheeks hard, surely leaving a mark, but I couldn’t care less because everything he was doing left me soaring.
“How it looked in that tight white dress.” He gave a strong thrust, making me sigh in pleasure. “How badly I wanted it to be mine.”
“Yes! It’s yours, you can have whatever you want, just don’t stop.”
He pulled back and out of me. I had just a moment to look at him in surprise before he grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my stomach, lifting my ass up off the bed. Lining his rock-hard cock up with my opening, he gently slid in, hitting my G-spot.
“Knox!” I screamed into the pillow.
“God, yes. Scream it louder,” he panted as he drove into me harder and faster than ever. My breath quickened and I could feel my orgasm building with each hit to my spot.
“Knox! Don’t stop. Right there. Please don’t stop,” I cried.
He brought his hand around my waist and stroked my clit as he continued ravaging me from behind. I had never experienced multiple orgasms with a partner before and this was everything. I totally got the hype. I didn’t want it to stop.
I barely got out, “I’m going to come,” before the room exploded and I saw fireworks. “Knox!” I screamed louder than ever, eliciting a loud bark from the next room over.
The wave of pleasure took its time washing over me. I had never had an orgasm this strong. My legs shook, my arms gave out from holding me up, and I was on the verge of tears from the intensity.
“I’m right there, baby,” Knox ground out, pushing deeper and faster into me. “Birdie!” he cried as he finished inside me from behind.
“Oh my God,” I breathed.
“Yeah,” he panted.
“That was amazing.” I could barely catch my breath, my body still tingling from the orgasm.
“You were amazing.” Knox pulled out of me, moving to lie on his side. He grabbed me, pulling me back to him. I rested my head on his chest and tried to calm my heart rate. After a few moments of silence, I felt Knox’s chest move up and down as he tried to hold in his laughter.
“Go ahead and say it,” I told him, rolling my eyes.
“Say what?”
“That you were right.”
He just laughed as he stood up to dispose of the used condom in the bathroom.
I followed him through the door and into the small toilet room to pee.
When I came back into the bedroom, Knox had pulled out a shirt from his drawer for me to sleep in.
I put it on and crawled back into bed as he let Eugene into the room.
“Come here, Eugene.” I patted the bed, inviting him up next to me.
“I think that dog is more obsessed with you than I am,” Knox said as he climbed into the bed and pulled me into him. I rested my head on his tattooed arm as he wrapped the other around me, Eugene laying against my feet.
“Today was incredible,” I whispered.
“Yeah, it was the best,” he murmured, his voice heavy with sleep.
As I lay facing the window, I thought about how badly I didn’t want the next day to come. I wanted to stay here in this perfect little bubble. I liked it here, where everything was uncomplicated and I didn't have to worry about anything.
The snow had slowed down, the flakes falling softly to the ground. Through the small crystals, I could see the outline and lights of the palace glistening in the distance.
Seeing the palace, I wondered if I had just gotten myself into a huge mess.
Guilt washed over me, for the amazing night I had just shared with Knox and for the feelings for him that kept growing.
I was supposed to one of Oliver’s suitors, and I had just slept with his best friend—who had made it clear how much he liked me. What the fuck was I going to do now?