“I figured as much,” I sigh, looking out the window. It’s not that I don’t trust Knox to be faithful. I know him and how loyal he is. It’s the girls I don’t trust, and how far they are willing to go to try to get his attention.
“But they’re not you, sunshine.” He turns his head and meets my eye briefly before turning back to the road. “They can try all they want, but nobody has ever made me feel the way you do. A random fuck isn’t going to tempt me. How could it when I’m obsessing over you twenty-four seven?” He grins that sexy smile that few ever get to see.
“Obsessing, huh? I guess that’s what makes a good stalker,” I tease as my eyes dance with laughter.
“When I commit to something, half-ass isn’t an option,” he chuckles. “I go all in—balls deep, which is why you will never have to worry about my commitment to you.”
“I like you balls deep,” I grin before reaching for my purse and looking through the contents for what I need.
“That makes two of us,” he laughs.
I flip the visor down, and the small light turns on as I remove the lid to my lipstick and begin reapplying it.
“Going on a date that I don’t know about? We’re almost home,” he says, turning onto our street and glancing at me as I pucker my lips until they are fully cherry red.
“I have a promise to keep. Someone scored a goal tonight, and if I remember correctly, that means I’m about to find out if red is a good color on you,” I grin cheekily as he pulls into the driveway and enters the garage.
“I can tell you with certainty that red is most definitely going to look good on me.”
His blue eyes are trained on me as I finger the twenty-two charm and lick my bottom lip seductively. The sexual tension in the car suddenly goes from fifty to a hundred as the engine goes silent, leaving only the sound of our breaths to be heard.
“I guess we’ll find out,” I say, quickly getting out of the car and scrambling up the stairs and into the house. I run into my bathroom and lock the door, knowing he won’t be far behind.
Grinning, I pick up his jersey that I left on the bathroom counter for this exact moment that I’ve been planning all along for when we got home.
Removing my clothes, I slip on the jersey and beam in the mirror before turning and looking at his number on the back.
“Hiding from me, sunshine?” His smooth voice filters through the door, clutching my insides with anticipation.
“And if I am?” I giggle, feeling like a kid who just walked into a candy store.
“Then I’ll have to break down this door,” he replies with an edge of sin to his words as they wrap deliciously around me. “Nothing is going to stop me from getting to you.”
“I need my door,” I laugh. “I’m coming out, but first you have to stand by the bed, and close your eyes.”
“Close my eyes?”
“Yes, just do it,” I say, putting my hand on the doorknob. “Are your eyes closed?” I ask before coming out.
“Yes. For the love of God, hurry up and get out here,” he mutters.
“You know, for someone who loves to edge me and make me wait, you sure are impatient.”
“That’s because I’m in control of the waiting. You painted your lips in front of me, put images in my head that would make the devil blush, and then disappeared, leaving me with a massive, swollen cock that’s begging to feel you. Without control and being able to see and touch you, I do have zero patience.”
I feel the intense heat coming from the other side of the door as it seeps through the wood and wraps around me.
“Come out, sunshine. It’s time to make good on your promise.”
THIRTY-FOUR
KNOX
I hearthe lock click and the knob turn as blood rushes quickly through my veins. Something tells me I’m no longer in control anyway, feeling my body already responding to her as she comes closer.
“You can open your eyes now,” she says softly as I blink them open.
What little control I had left leaves my body as I stare at this dark-haired beauty wearing my jersey.
