“Knox…” I moaned.
“God, I love hearing my name come out of your mouth.”
He pushed his cock harder into my center and my core started to throb. I rolled my body against his, causing Knox to let out the sexiest growl I had ever heard. I needed more.
“Remember the night in the closet?” I asked in between kisses, pushing his back to the mattress. He looked up at me with inquisitive eyes.
“Of course. I replay that night in my head frequently.”
I paused, making a mental note to come back to that admission later.
“Remember your rule?”
“It’s my rule, so yes, I remember.” He chuckled.
“Well…” I climbed on top of him, settling my hips over his. “I’m stealing it. I want an enthusiastic yes before we go any further.”
“Baby…” he breathed as he unbuttoned my shirt. “Hell yes.”
He slid the shirt off my shoulders and tossed it to the ground before tracing his hand up my torso, grabbing one of my breasts and lightly squeezing it.
“God, you’re perfect.”
He leaned up and put the other breast in his mouth, running his tongue over my hard nipple. I sucked in a breath. It felt exquisite. He kissed his way to the opposite breast, making sure the other wasn’t left out by pinching and lightly pulling on the hard peak.
“Lie back,” he murmured as he pushed me onto my back. Doing as I was told, he ran his fingers along the elastic of the borrowed boxers around my waist. My body was already on fire, and the way his touch danced across my skin had me panting. The anticipation was excruciating as he slid the boxers down my legs and discarded them onto the floor.
With a pussy-throbbing half smile, he pushed my knees apart and leaned down. “I’m so fucking glad I don’t have any neighbors because I’m about to make you moan so loudly.”
“We’ll see about that,” I sassed back.
“Sweetheart, is that a challenge?”
“Maybe.” I smiled slyly.
“Game on.” He wrapped my legs around his shoulders and slipped his tongue right through my folds and straight to my clit.
“Holy shit,” I whimpered.
His tongue moved up and down my lips and dipped back into my center before he moved back to my clit, lightly biting it. He pulled back, running a finger through my arousal and slipping it inside of me. I tried my hardest not to give him what he wanted but I couldn’t help but let out a cry of pleasure. It felt so fucking good—better than anything I could have imagined.
His huff of victorious laughter tickled my center. I squeezed my thighs together.
“That wasn’t that loud. I can do better.” He added another finger as he rolled his tongue over my clit again, sucking this time. I let out a louder moan of satisfaction.
“Bee, you taste amazing.” He licked me again, letting out a small growl of pleasure.
“Yeah, well, what you’re doing feels amazing.”
He moved his fingers in and out of me in rhythm with his tongue on my center. I was so close to coming that my body started to tighten up. Knox bent his finger and started tapping on that special spot inside of me. He gave one more thrust of his fingers and gave a deep suck and I came undone, crying out expletives that didn’t even make sense.
“This is so much better than I imagined,” I panted.
“You’ve imagined this, huh?” I felt him smile into my thigh as he kissed the inside of my leg.
“The night of the garden party, when I got home,” I said breathlessly, “I used my vibrator and imagined this exact scenario, but it was nothing compared to what just happened.”
“God damn, Birdie.” He smiled up at me.
