A heartbeat later, his mouth covers my clit. And oh my God,yes…
Holy shit.
What he did to me at the Astoria was nothing, absolutely nothing, compared to this.
He pushes my legs wider, until there’s nothing holding me up but the desk and his mouth.
His tongue runs up and down my pussy, licking and lapping at my wetness. I weave my fingers into his hair, holding him against me while he does what he promised to do—devour me.
I never want him to stop. And I know that’s crazy because Ishould.
I shouldn’t even be here like this with him.
My orgasm rises hot like lava, throbbing in tandem with his tongue. Bursts of pleasure pulse through my nerves, and I brace myself against the desk.
My muscles shake, unable to withstand the sweet onslaught flowing through me. Then it rips me apart. Pleasure explodes through every nerve in my body as I come.
And Knox keeps going. He fucks me with his tongue, and I can’t help but wonder what his cock would feel like inside me.
Oh my God, I reallyhavelost my damn mind.
Knox pushes deeper inside me, licking, lapping, and sucking my clit as my arousal rushes out. He drinks it all, and the wild suckle creates another bout of arousal that adds to the glorious sensation.
It zings through me, fracturing my being.
The rhythm of his tongue has my body unraveling, every pulse of pleasure sharp and consuming. Somewhere in the distance, a faint vibration hums. A sound I can’t quite place, and I’m too lost in him to care.
Then the ringing starts.
A phone. It’s ringing somewhere.
Somewhere in here.
Knox stops sucking me and lifts his head. He straightens, and as he reaches into his pants pocket to retrieve his phone, my eyes go straight to the very distinct bulge of his cock.
He looks at the phone then back to me.
That mere move breaks the spell, and I realize I’m naked on his desk.
He is fully clothed, I’m naked, and he—Knox Vale, my nemesis— was just eating me out.
“Oh my God.” I hop off the desk and rush over to get my dress.
Knox follows and grabs my arm. “Isla?—”
“Don’t talk to me.”
I wrench my arm free and pull on the dress. I barely manage to grab my bra and panties before I’m out the door. The boots, I leave behind. They can stay.
I’m glad that Knox doesn’t come after me.
I don’t know what that was.
And I don’t know how to feel or what to do about it.
It’s terrifying to realize how close I came to giving him everything. How easy it was to forget I hate him.
It’s not the thought of what he did that scares me. It’s how much I wanted him to keep going. And the worst part isn’t that he touched me. It’s that I didn’t want him to stop.
