“Oh God, yes!”
I reach over his shoulders to grasp his shirt before hastily trying to pull it over his head. He quickly helps me, shrugging out of the black fabric and carelessly tossing it aside without skipping a beat, his lips already back on mine. “I need you inside me.”
Knight reaches around me, unclasping my bra as I dive down between us and start working his belt. It’s freed within seconds as an insatiable greed blooms between us, the hunger like nothing I’ve ever known. He steps out of his pants, letting his raging cock spring free, and as I grasp it, he tears my thong clean off my body.
“Ready?” he demands, his hands already on my waist, lifting me against the wall as I lock my arms around his neck.
“God, yes,” I groan, tipping my head forward to his shoulder as I feel him at my entrance. He thrusts deep inside me as I cry out, his thick cock taking me inch by inch and stretching me wider than I’ve ever been. “Oh fuck!”
I gasp, my walls trembling around his massive size. As he starts to pull back, I lock my legs tighter around him while he grips my ass, his fingers digging into my skin. It’s wild and reckless, but fuck, it’s so damn delicious.
He thrusts again and again, each powerful stroke making my eyelids flutter as the wild pleasure rocks through my body. It’s everything. Too much and yet not nearly enough. He pushes me to my limits, slamming into me with each powerful roll of his hips.
My walls spasm, clenching around his cock so tight I can practically count the ridges of his thick veins from within me. “Fuck, Morticia,” he grunts through a clenched jaw, his fingers tightening on my skin.
It’s rough and exciting, and I’ve never needed anything more.
“Yes!”
He’s fierce and commanding, every thrust driving me wild with need until we’re both working up a sweat. My arm slips beneath his, locking around it as I hold on tight, my forehead still tipped against his shoulder as that familiar build deep in my core begins to tighten like a coil, threatening to explode into a million shattered pieces.
“Oh God, Knight,” I cry as the coil tightens, and my eyes clench with a fierce desperation. “I’m gonna come.”
“Give it to me, Morticia,” he grits through his teeth. “Let me feel that tight cunt fall apart.”
His words rock me, and as he takes long, powerful thrusts, my world explodes, the coil tightening to impossible lengths before finally detonating and shooting hot, potent waves of pleasure pulsing through my body. My world shatters as Knight continues to fuck me raw, the intensity continuing to grow.
It’s too much, and I bite down on his shoulder, crying out as my teeth sink into his beautiful tattooed skin.
“Fuck, doll. You hurt so good.”
I can’t release him, and the harder I come, the harder I bite, but he doesn’t stop me or ask me to ease up, and damn it, I think he needs it just as much as I do.
As my walls squeeze his thick cock, he thrusts into me one more time before finally coming with me, shooting hot spurts of cum deep inside my needy cunt. An animalistic growl rumbles through his chest, making me feel more alive than ever as the tension completely boils over. Knight’s fingers ease up on my waist, and I finally reach the height of my orgasm before crashing back down to earth.
Knight lets out a breath and pulls me off the wall as I finally release my bite, my jaw all but shaking from the pressure. Knight spins us around until his back is right where mine was only a moment ago. Then, as he holds me in his strong arms, he sinks down until we’re both on the floor, my knees resting against the plush carpet as we struggle to catch our breath.
“Shit, Harper,” he murmurs, lazily lifting his fingers and brushing them down the side of my face as he watches me. “I don’t know what it is about you, but every time I’m inside you, I fucking crumble.”
A smile slinks across my lips, and I lean in toward him, just close enough for him to think I’m about to kiss him before pulling away. “Just because I let you fuck me like a wild animal doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.”
Knight’s hand slips up the back of my neck, and he pulls me in, stealing the kiss I’d robbed him of. His lips dance across mine as though he owns every inch of me, and fuck it, he absolutely does. Every single piece of me belongs to him, despite how tirelessly I’ve tried to pull away from him these past few days. There’s no amount of time or distance that could keep me from coming back to him, from coming back home.
“Doll, I will fight with you every fucking day of the rest of our lives if it means having you by my side, and if it means getting to fuck you like that, then I don’t want you to ever let me off the hook.”
A deep groan rumbles through my chest, and I push off him before getting to my feet. “You’re insufferable, Knight Slater.”
He grins at me, and I grab one of his watches off the shelf to check the time, and quickly realize that I am definitely going to be late for dinner. I should have already left, but I’m far from being ready.
“I have to shower,” I tell Knight, striding out of the closet before pausing in the doorway and glancing back. “Care to join me?”
His brow arches, and the way his eyes shimmer with excitement has something coming alive deep within me. And damn it, he’s never looked so attractive to me.
I sashay off into the bathroom and start the shower, and as I’m stepping in under the water, Knight steps in beside me, his strong arms curling around my body. “Tell me you’re coming home,” he murmurs, his lips brushing across my neck. “I know we have our differences right now, but I need you here with me. If we’re going to fight about this, then let’s fight. We can go ateach other all we want, then we’ll fuck and make up. All that matters is that you’re here.”
I turn in his arms, looking up into the eyes that have completely stolen my heart. “You don’t believe me, Knight.”
He nods. “I don’t. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t be here for you, and it sure as fuck doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t go to the ends of the earth to get you the help that you need. Whether it be in the form of different meds, or if I’m wrong and need to put this fucker down. In which case, I would spend the rest of my life groveling to make it up to you.”
