Chapter 44
Chapter Forty-Four
Ryan
S tanding under the shadow of an old oak tree, my heart races when a black Dodge pulls up to the curb.
My favorite person climbs out of the driver’s seat and I race around the truck and crash into him.
He’s been in town all day and I’ve yet to have my lips on him.
He lifts me in his arms, carrying me to the seat he just vacated.
Once he has me seated, his lips meet mine.
It’s not the ravishing kiss I had been craving.
It’s better. His lips are soft and slow.
Consoling.
Comforting.
This kiss is exactly what I needed.
“Thank you for rescuing me earlier.”
“I’m sorry I wasn’t there thirty seconds sooner to prevent it.” His hands holding my waist tighten. “You okay? ”
“I am. What do you say we go back to your cabin where I can show you how much I appreciate you?”
“There’s no need for that, but I like where your head is at.” He lifts me out of the truck, guiding me around the front to the passenger seat.
When he climbs back in, he closes his eyes and takes a deep, cleansing breath. It’s then I realize he’s changed into jeans, a T-shirt, and cowboy boots. He adjusts his monster erection and starts the truck. “I have a surprise for you.”
“I thought you being here was my surprise?”
“Good surprise?”
“For me, yes. For the band, not so much.”
“They were good with it. We have their full support.”
“We do?”
He smiles. “We do.”
“And what about your commitments?”
“Vocal rest.”
“Used that before have you?”
“Maybe a time or two.”
He asks about the reception, and I fill him in on all the latest town gossip. Before I know it, the truck is bouncing down the dirt road to the cabin.
Once we park, he says, “Go change. Your clothes are on the bed.”
“My clothes are on the bed? What clothes?”
“You’ll see.”
“Wait, you’re not coming in?”
“Nope.”
“Why is that?”
“Because if I do, I’ll fuck you until the sun comes up.”
“Works for me. ”
“We have plans,” he states firmly.
“Yes, to fuck like rabbits until the sun comes up.”
“Ry, don’t test me.”
Reaching over the console, I attempt to rub my hand over his hard-on, but he stops me. “Woman, I beg you to go in the house and change.”
Still leaning over the console, I kiss his neck before I whisper in his ear. “You sure?”
“So help me, Ryan. If you don’t get in that house and change your clothes in the next five seconds...”
He doesn’t finish his sentence because he knows whatever it is he’s threatening... I’ll want.
“What, Knox? Will I get a spanking?”
“Ry.” His plea sounds hopeless as his knuckles turn white from gripping the steering wheel. He’s ready to explode, and I’m loving every second of it.
“Pretty please?”
He’s out of the truck in a flash, slamming his door behind him. Ripping open the passenger side door. He bends inside the cab, and in one swift move, I’m over his shoulder. He hauls me to the house, punching the security code and storming into his bedroom.
As soon as my heels touch the wood floor, my gold belt hits the floor, and he spins me around to face the bed. There’s no finesse to his touch as he rips the zipper down my back and yanks my dress off my body, letting it pool at my feet. My panties meet my dress on the floor a second later.
“Hands and knees, beautiful,” he growls like the beast he is.
I’ll happily play his Beauty if it gets me what I want. And what I want is Knox buried deep inside me .
I feel him untangle my clothes from my feet, but he leaves my heels on, his fingers digging into my waist as he stands behind me. “I asked you nicely, Ryan. I wanted to make the day beautiful for you, but you just had to push it.”
When I glance over my shoulder, his wild eyes are roaming over my body, making me feel vulnerable and on display in front of him. He looks hungry. Needy. I’m not the only one desperate for the other. I really hope he spanks me.
He notices me watching him and brings two fingers to my mouth, sliding them past my lips to get them wet. His focus stays glued to my mouth until he slides his now wet fingers into my needy pussy and pumps them in and out of me. I’m mesmerized by him as he watches the mess he’s making of me.
Removing his fingers, he puts them to his mouth, sucking them clean.
He opens the drawer of his nightstand to grab a condom I know wasn’t there before.
When I snooped the drawers were empty, but Knox came prepared.
That only makes me want him more. Still standing behind me his jeans drop to his boots, and he sheaths himself.
Adjusting me so my knees are nearly on the edge of the bed, he teases me with the tip of his erection, but I need more.
Positioning a pillow beneath my chest, I lower my face to the mattress, pushing my ass higher, asking for all of him.
He runs his hand up and down my spine while the fingers of his free hand find my clit.
He gently slides in until he’s fully seated inside me.
As always, I feel full when our bodies connect in this way.
Not just physically, but because my body connected to his is where I’m the most secure. It’s where I feel safe.
Instead of thrusting in and out of me, he uses his grip on my hips to pull me back and forth over him. It’s slow. Deliberate. Euphoric. He’s taking his time and I’m here for every erotic second of it.
The cotton of his shirt brushes against my back as he leans over me. “You’re waiting for me to spank you, aren’t you?”
“If the punishment fits the crime…” I say, my words muffled against the comforter.
His chest vibrates against my back with a chuckle before he stands to his full height again. “Does it?” He thrusts harder. Faster. Almost punishing. “One more time, Ryan. Does it?”
The force and rhythm of his thrusts are the perfect combination to take me where only Knox can. “Yes!” I scream as my orgasm threatens to send me into an abyss of ecstasy.
“Fuck, you’re close, baby. I can feel it. But not yet. You wait until I tell you to. You wait for me.”
“I can... I can’t... I’m... I’m...”
Smack!
“Now, Ryan.”
Oh. My. Word.
The tiny sting of his hand against my skin is the lightning that sets the building fire inside me ablaze.
My world goes black except for the explosion of stars that soar behind my closed eyes as my body climaxes harder than it ever has.
He roars behind me as he comes, then we collapse on the bed together.
Panting is all either of us can manage for a solid minute. Once he catches his breath, Knox scoots down the bed until he reaches the ass cheek still deliciously stinging from his slap. Soft lips brush against the spot reverently .
“Did I hurt you?”
“Not at all. It was perfect.”
“I never want to hurt you, Ryan.”
“You didn’t. Besides, I asked you to do it.”
“You sure?”
“Positive. But we can always try it again to be certain.”
Expecting a different reaction, I’m disappointed when he kisses my ass again before getting up to remove the condom and pull his pants back on.
“Come on,” he says. “We’re going riding.”