Chapter 31
Farrah
The look in Knox’s eyes would melt anyone it was directed at. I’m pretty sure I’m a puddle on the couch and I’ll never be able to get up again.
It’ll be worth it if Knox continues to look at me like that. There’s heat to be sure, but the pride and awe in his gaze are overwhelming.
He lifts himself off me, holding his hands out to help me up after. I’m only on my feet for a second before Knox is picking me up bridal-style and carrying me upstairs.
Nerves are rioting in my belly while the slow swoosh of desire stirs in my core. He competently makes his way toward his bedroom despite running his nose along the length of my neck. It’s incredible to be the sole focus of someone’s attention this way.
In the blink of an eye, he’s laying me on his dark grey comforter, surrounding me with his presence.
He gazes down at me, his brown eyes cataloging every one of my features. “Is there anything off limits?”
I open my mouth in surprise, my thoughts stuttering to a halt. “I— Umm, like what?”
“Are there places on your body you don’t want me to touch? Is there a position you don’t want to do? Anything that will trigger you? I don’t want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, Princess, and while you don’t need to give me reasons or details, I need to know.”
A blazing memory of Alex forcing himself on me with his hand around my throat hits me hard.
“Hey, Farrah. Come back to me, sweetheart.” A soft kiss on my cheeks pulls me out of my mind and into the present. Knox’s patient gaze is on me, his thumbs swiping across my cheeks.
“My neck,” I whisper. “Don’t grab my neck.”
“Okay. Is it just my hands, or is it anything else?”
“Just your hands. I like it when you kiss me there.”
“Like this?” He leans in and presses a gentle kiss against my pulse point. “Or more like this?” He nips me with his teeth before swiping across the spot with his tongue.
I moan as the sensation sends a bolt of pleasure through my body.
Knox chuckles against my skin. “I think I have my answer.”
Gripping his hair, I pull to get him to look at me.
His smug smile makes me narrow my eyes at him, but I also can’t help the mirroring smile growing on my face.
“Don’t act like I’m fragile, Knox. I don’t want you to hesitate or hold yourself back because you’re worried about scaring me.
I have never once been afraid of you. Not even when you were a dick. ”
He softens with understanding. “As long as you promise to tell me if something triggers you, I’ll promise to give you everything.”
I nod. “I promise.”
We seal our deal with a kiss that turns dirty in a matter of moments. It’s like a checkered flag has been waved in front of us, and nothing is standing in the way of us slamming our feet on the gas pedal.
Knox’s heavy body presses me into the mattress, surrounding me in comfort and strength. I wrap my legs and arms around him. He’s not going anywhere anytime soon.
“Princess, I need to get you out of these clothes before I go up in flames.”
I murmur against his lips. “Mmmkay.”
He chuckles, kissing me back with equal fervor. “You have to let me go if we’re going to do anything.”
I sigh with fake annoyance, releasing Knox to give him space to get our clothes off.
His eyes are sparkling at me as he rips his shirt over his head.
I soak in the sight of his wide chest, the perfect dusting of hair spread across his pecs that leads down his stomach, disappearing into his jeans.
I’m finally going to get to see exactly where that trail ends tonight.
“Your turn,” Knox says with humor in his voice.
He grips the hem of my T-shirt, and I lift enough to help him get it over my head.
My plain black bra isn’t the sexiest thing I own, but the way Knox is staring at me would suggest otherwise.
It’s the reverence in his eyes that gives me the courage to reach behind my back and unclip it.
He curses as the straps fall down my shoulders and reveal my breasts to him. I gasp as Knox dives in, taking my taut nipple into his mouth as if he’ll die without it. I grip his hair in my fist to try to keep myself grounded. My boobs have always been sensitive, but this is overwhelming.
He switches sides, giving them both equal attention before kissing down my chest until he reaches my shorts.
With his gaze locked on mine, he unbuttons and unzips them.
Gripping the waistband, he slides my shorts and underwear down my legs simultaneously.
They land on the floor with a thump, but I’m too distracted by the way Knox is drinking me in to care where they end up.
He slides his hands up the inside of my thighs, slowly pushing them apart until I’m spread out before him.
I blink in shock as he drops to his elbows, his face level with my core. “Wh-what are you doing?”
“Getting you ready for me.”
I frown, not understanding what that means until his tongue slides from my opening to my clit. “Oh, shit, Knox.”
“I love it when you curse. Shall we see how many I can pull from you while I eat your fucking delicious pussy until you come on my face?”
“Jesus. I’m not going to survive this.”
He chuckles against me, sending vibrations through my body.
And then my brain blinks off as Knox uses his wicked tongue in ways I didn’t know were possible.
My body is tightening to exponential heights.
I thought the first orgasm I had with Knox was too much.
This is ten times more intense than that one.
I cry out when he slides a finger into me.
“Fuck, you’re tight, Princess. We’re definitely going to need to work to get you ready for me.”
A tickle of nerves flutters through my belly. It’s been over four years since I’ve done this. My fingers don’t even come close to the same size as his, let alone his dick, but as long as he keeps doing whatever he’s doing right now, I don’t really care.
At least until he slides a second finger in me and a pinch of pain makes me gasp.
Knox sucks at my clit, immediately turning that pain into delicious pleasure.
Then he crooks those fingers inside me, touching something in there that lights me up.
It sends me soaring into an orgasm I’m not even close to prepared for.
“That’s it, Princess. You’re so fucking gorgeous when you come. Give me one more, and then you’ll be ready.”
“I can’t come again, Knox. Once is all I’m capable of.”
He grins, his fingers still moving inside me. “Oh, sweetheart. You’re capable of so much more than that. Let me show you.”
He looks like the devil, grinning up at me from between my legs. And I have no issues following this man straight into hell.
Knox leans in to flick my clit with his tongue, making me shudder again. Maybe he’s onto something here. He slides a third finger into my body, testing the limits of what I can honestly take. Jesus, how big is his dick if he needs to use three fingers on me?
Somehow, he wrings a second orgasm out of me a whole lot faster than the first one. It blasts through me even harder than the last time, and I think I black out for a second.
When I open my eyes again, Knox is kneeling at my feet with his dick in his hand. He must’ve taken his pants off while I was trying to find my way back to Earth.
Something silver glints from his fist, and I shoot up. He lets go of his mind-alteringly large penis to show me that he’s freaking pierced.
My gaze flies to his. “What the heck is that?”
He smirks. “It’s an apadravya.”
“Didn’t that hurt?”
“Like a bitch. But it was worth it. I got it a few years back after I finally accepted that I had no desire to put the effort into finding a woman. I figured if it was just going to be me and my hand, I might as well make it feel good.”
“So not only are you going to split me two with that giant tree trunk between your legs, but you’re also going to scrape my insides with that piercing until I pass out.”
He makes a face as if to say I’m not far off. “Hopefully I don’t actually split you in two, but I am looking forward to making you come hard enough that you pass out.”
I flop back into his bed with a groan. He follows, laughing at my dramatics and pressing kisses to my face and down my neck. “We can stop here, if you want to, Princess. There’s no reason to go any further than we have.”
I palm his cheeks, forcing him to look at me. “Don’t you dare. After teasing me with your equipment, I need to know if you can use it right.”
He lifts an eyebrow. “Is that a challenge?”
With a small shift of his hips, he starts running the head of his dick through my wet slit. Those barbells are dangerous. Each bump against my clit makes my body light up in pleasure.
“Show me what you got, Knox Waters.”
“Oh, Princess. You have no idea what you’ve done now.” He reaches down to line himself up with my entrance. I tense at the realization that he truly is going to split me in half, but then he presses into me with a gentle push.
My gasp relaxes my muscles enough that he’s able to move deeper into me. He starts to pull out, and I panic, wrapping my legs around him to keep him inside me.
“Farrah. Fuck.” He drops his forehead to mine as if he’s in pain. “I’m not wearing a condom. I swear I’m clean, but I should get one to protect you regardless.”
“Don’t. I don’t want you to go anywhere. I’m clean too, and I have an IUD.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely.”
He takes a deep breath. “Fuck, I’m not going to survive going bare. Do you have any idea how good you feel?”
“Hopefully it’s as good as you feel inside me.”
He groans, flexing his hips as if he just can’t help himself.
“Knox,” I moan. “Please.”
“I’ve got you, Princess.”
And he does. With every thrust forward, he lights me up from the inside out. Nothing has ever felt like this.
Knox’s big body surrounds me as if he’s protecting me from the outside world while simultaneously breaking me down and shaping me into someone new.
The orgasm that’s building is going to be transcendent.
I won’t be the same after this, and as much as that should terrify me, it simply doesn’t because Knox has more than proven that he’ll be there on the other side, ready to catch me when I fall.
“That’s it, Princess. Come on my cock. Show me how beautiful you are when you break apart for me.”
And I’m done. His words push me straight over the edge and into oblivion.
“Oh, fuuuuuck,” Knox groans. His hips stutter through his own muscle-shaking orgasm. He collapses to the side, pulling me against his chest while we both try to catch our breath.
His palm slides up and down my spine in soothing strokes that threaten to make me fall asleep.
“I’m sorry that was so quick,” he murmurs. “I swear I can last longer than that.”
I lift my head from where it was resting on his shoulder. “You’re kidding, right?”
He frowns at me. “No, I used to have fantastic stamina. Granted, I was about a decade younger back then. It’s just been a very long time, and you felt so mind-blowingly good, there was no stopping me from coming like a freight train.”
I start giggling, dropping my forehead to his ridiculously comfortable chest. “Knox, if you get any better, I think I’ll end up dead.”
He barks out a laugh. “Well, we can’t have you dying on me. It was okay for you?”
“I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but it’ll be in the best ways.”
“I’m only a little sorry about that.”
“No, you aren’t.”
He laughs, smug pride shining in his eyes. “No, not really.”
I kiss him softly, trying to convey my gratitude. “Thank you, Knox. There aren’t enough words to express how amazing this was.”
“Thank you for trusting me, Princess. I can’t imagine that was easy for you.”
Giving myself to Knox should’ve been scary, given my history. I never thought I’d be comfortable enough with a man to want sex. But Knox has changed everything for me. “Actually, it was the easiest thing I’ve ever done.”