“Nice view,sweetheart.”
A breath gets caught in my throat at the audacity, and just as I’m about to initiate a dismount, he snatches my ankles and pulls me to him with one aggressive yank, landing my sweet home Alabama right into the heat of his mouth. Sylvia just screamedhomerun!
“Knox!” I shrill it out so loud it hurts my throat, and then I freeze inhorror.
His chest bucks with a laugh once again. “Knew it,” he hums into me before launching a full assault, and it’s all I can do to whimper and moan. My fingers squeeze the sheets as I struggle to breathe. There’s no hope of me returning the favor at the moment because I’m too lost in an ecstasy I have never known, disabling me from moving, or breathing, or thinking. Knox is making out with Sylvia,making out with Sylvia! Oh my sweet shit, how is this feeling even humanly possible? There’s no way this is supposed to feel this unreal and delicious. If the world experienced anything half this good, it would eschew all responsibility and retreat to the boudoir twenty-four-fucking-seven.
That coil inside me winds tighter than ever should be safe, and as much as I squirm and writhe, there’s no way I ever want to get awayfromhim.
“Knox!” I extend his name in a hard groan, and as much as my body bends and flexes, he’s right there with me. He pushes in and something in me snaps, and my body disintegrates in a spasm of tremors, harder, far more violent than all of my past mattress moves put together. The world breaks apart then puts itself back together again in a delicious explosion of heart-stopping confetti. My knees cinch and he lets me sink to the side of him as I fall to themattress.
Knox jumps over me, that shit-eating grin spreading ear-to-ear, and I frown the instant Iseeit.
“Stopgloating.”
His brows rise. “Is that how they say thank you on yourplanet?”
“Ha-ha,” I growl in his face. “They don’t say thank you on myplanet.”
His features sober to stone. “I didn’t think so. But they will say my name again.” That devilish grin returns as he lunges for the nightstand and holds up a condom for metosee.
“No glove,nolove.”
“Is that what you call what you’regiving?”
“I call itgenerous, and if you chose this moment to disagree with me, you’ll be pressing yourdumbluck.”
A quiet laugh presses from him. Knox sits up on his knees and rolls it on, packaging his gift for me in a thin protective sleeve, but I’m too busy marveling at the length of his disturbingly long member to pay attention to the shiny latexdetails.
“My, what a big weapon of ass destructionyouhave.”
He growls as he lands back over me. Knox leans in and offers a juicy kiss to my lips, slow and lingering, something deeper, darker than anything we’ve sharedbefore.
“That’s how you kissed her.” I swoon without realizing I spoke the wordsoutloud.
“Kissed who?” His brows flex as he peppers my face with easykisses.
“Sylvia.” I tick my head to the side and Knox pulls backaninch.
“I don’t remember kissing anyone namedSylvia.”
“That’s because you didn’t give me a chance to introduce you properly.” I wince. “Sylvia might be the name of my friend down south. She’s warm and wet and really appreciated that mouth-to-mouth you offered up. Good news. I think you’ve revived her from a seriousdrought.”
His head cocks to the side, amused. “Sylvia.” A sly smile comes as he slips a hand down and gives her a proper hello that sends me straight tomoaning.
“My, youarefriendly.” My head presses back into the pillow as I take in the rather exploratory handshake he’s gifting Sylvia at the moment. “Wow,” I moan as I writhe into his rhythmic moves. Knox gives my knee a tap with his own, and instinctively my legs rope aroundhisback.
He lifts his head a notch until he’s gazing at me once again with that drugged look in his eyes. “It’s time for Sylvia tomeetWill.”
My mouth falls open with amusement. “As in FreeWilly?”
“As in Will Desmont, the kid who lived down the street when we were growing up.” He winces. “Trix hated him for teasing her, so anytime she referenced my dick, she calleditWill.”
“Wow. I’m not sure what level of concern I should have over the fact your sister named your willy.” I bite down hard on a smile. “Now, please, introduce Sylvia to Will before I lose myeffingmind.”
“Yes, ma’am.” My stomach pinches with heat when he says it. “Come here.” His hot breath sears over my lips. “You are everything I want in a woman.” He lands a lingering kiss over my mouth that makes my bones ache for more. “I can’t believe Ifoundyou.”
And just like that, Knox pierces into my body, into my soul, deep and penetrative, interweaving himself into the fabric of my being, becoming a part of me in every single way. Here we are, together intimately, and not a single person to share theexperiencewith.
