Which, in turn, is turning me on even more.
I feel the sting of another slap as I cry out, my body moving forward from the force of it. He soothes away the pain as I feel him hard against my backside.
“And that,” he says, panting, “was because I’m a selfish bastard and wanted to see your gorgeous ass turn red at my hand again.” His fingers swipe through my center, and I hear him groan as I push my ass back for more. “I was hoping you loved that as much as I did. Such a good girl for me,” he murmurs, and I whimper at his words that are making my body become his slave.
Reaching over me, he unties my wrists and removes my blindfold. I blink as my eyes adjust to the small light coming from the lamp.
“You might want to hang onto something for this, sunshine,” he chuckles darkly as I curl my hand around the top edge of the mattress just as he fills me deep in one thrust.
My body quickly wraps around him, welcoming him in like it’s starving for his touch.
“Fuck,” he groans, stretching out the word and locking his hands on my hips in a tight grip. “You’re the one person who has the ability to make me lose control.”
He starts moving inside me, and I white-knuckle the sheets as my body happily takes him in as his thrusts become more demanding.
His hand moves to my swollen clit as he roughly rubs the sensitive skin, putting my body into a frenzy. He knows exactly what to do to get me falling over the edge.
“Knox,” I whimper, pushing back into him and taking him harder, wanting to crawl inside him if I could and have him locked to me forever.
“I know…sunshine. God, do I know,” he growls.
He pinches my clit hard on my next breath as another orgasm rips through me until all coherent thoughts leave at once. All I feel is him and a complete euphoria that could never be put into words.
He rides out my orgasm before pulling out and releasing on top of me. Warmth hits my bottom and spreads to my lower back as my name slips through his lips on a deep groan.
I sink into the pillows, not even sure at this point if I’m still alive. He’s panting hard against my back, and I look up when I feel his finger slide over my back in a pattern, smearing his cum across my skin as he goes.
I make out a number two, and then another number two follows before he drops his hand to his side.
“Did you just write your number on my back with your cum?” I ask, bewildered.
“Yeah, I did,” he grins like a devil on steroids. “Just trying it out.”
“And how does it look?”
“Like you were fucking made to wear it,” he says, grinning wider before he gets off the bed to grab a towel.
I watch his fine ass walk to the bathroom before smiling into the sheets. His number feels like a brand on my skin, and I know without a doubt that he’s right.
I was made to fucking wear it.
TWENTY-EIGHT
KNOX
I openthe door to the trailer I once lived in that holds my deepest demons sealed within its thin walls. The smell of stale cigarettes and booze hits my nostrils, causing a wave of nausea to rear its ugly head as memories rise to the surface.
“Are you sure you want to come in? It won’t take long.” I turn back to Savi, who insisted on coming with me.
She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it tight, her blue eyes filled with determination.
“I’m coming in. You don’t have to face this alone. Not anymore.”
Sighing, I open the door wider and step inside, knowing there is no use fighting her. Deep down, I’m thankful she’s here with me. The place seems less powerful over me with her by my side.
A small gasp leaves her body as she takes in the small shithole.
“I told you it was bad.”
