“NOW!” Knight roars. “Let me make this very clear. Nobody is touching my girl but me, especially while she’s in such avulnerable state. Now get the fuck out of my house. You may check on her afterward.”
My body continues to spasm, my head thrown back on the headrest as the two paramedics scram, seeing something in Knight’s eyes that warns them not to argue, and while I’m sure I would have questioned it any other time, right now, all that matters is getting the devil vibrator out of me.
“Knight. Please!”
“I got you, doll,” he murmurs, not daring to release his hold on my hand as he adjusts his position, moving down toward my exposed coochie. “Just breathe through it. You’re going to be okay.”
I take short, sharp breaths, trying to focus on anything but the rapidly increasing orgasm currently tearing through my body, but as Knight slowly pushes his fingers inside me, everything takes a turn for the worse.
“OH FUCK!” I cry out as the vibrator shifts inside me, somehow making the vibrations that much stronger. “Make it stop!”
“I got you,” he repeats. “Just breathe.”
My eyes roll in the back of my head, and I dig my nails deeper into the cushion, piercing right through the fabric just as I hear my phone screeching through the room with an incoming call. “Fuuuuck! Not now, Siri!”
“Hello?” I hear a moment later, my phone somehow answering the call and putting it on speakerphone.
“WHAT THE EVER-LOVING FUCK, SIRI?”
“Harper?” My mother’s voice sounds through the room as my body trembles, Knight’s fingers so deep inside me that my lips could probably read the time on his watch. “Is that you?”
“Oh God.”
“HARPER-RAYN! That is no way to greet somebody.”
“Tell me this isn’t happening,” I groan before speaking up a little louder. “Now’s not a good time, Mom. I’m gonna have to call you back.”
“Don’t you dare hang up on me,” she scolds. “I have been trying to call you for days. How dare you not tell me that you were attacked at work. I had to hear it from your brother.”
Knight’s fingers brush past the base of the vibrator, shifting it inside me, and I cry out, a deep, low groan rumbling through the back of my throat. “Fuuuuuuck.”
“Excuse me?” Mom scolds, her tone filled with horror. “What on earth is going on? If you were too busy to speak to your poor mother, then you shouldn’t have answered the call.”
“I didn’t. Siri did.”
“Who?”
“For fuck’s sake,” I cry, on the verge of breaking into heavy, uncontrollable sobs. “Mom, this really isn’t a good time. Please. I just . . . What do you need?”
“I need to know that you’re okay.”
“I’m fine.”
She scoffs. “I’m going to need more than that.”
“I’m fine,” I repeat. “I got stabbed. It wasn’t even that bad. My colleagues found me and rushed me into surgery. It was nothing, really. Jonah probably exaggerated. Really, it was more like a scratch.”
Knight scoffs from between my legs, and I bet he’s wishing he had Ace’s headlight right about now. He grunts as he plunges his fingers a little deeper, and I whimper at the feel of his knuckles pressing against my core. This isn’t exactly the most comfortable position I’ve ever been in, but I’m sure as fuck glad that it’s Knight’s fingers shoved up there and not Ace’s.
“A scratch?” my mother confirms. “Good, then you’ll be fine to attend dinner next Saturday night.”
“What? No.”
Knight pushes just a little harder, and his fingers finally find purchase on the base of the vibrator, giving it a hard tug to release it from the odd angle within me and sending my body spiraling out of control.
“You will not defy me, Harper-Rayn. I am your mother, and if I request your attendance for dinner, then you will show up and eat with a smile on your face. Is that clear?”
My whole body trembles as my orgasm reaches an all-time high. The intensity leaves me a spasming mess on the couch as Knight relentlessly battles the harsh vibrations of Little Red and finally frees it from within me. Only he tugs it so quickly that it slips right out of his fingers and flies against the wall. “Oh God, yes,” I breathe, letting out a deep sigh of relief.
