“What? It’s your fault. You’re the one who almost kissed me and got me all worked up in the greenhouse.”
“I’ve thought about this, too.” He kissed up my stomach.
“Oh, really?”
“I had a dream the night of the welcome gala that you came to find me here and we did exactly this.”
“Is that why you were so tense the next day in the woodshop?” I ran my fingers through his hair as he kissed along my collarbone.
“Yeah.”
“What else did you dream about?”
“I’d rather show you than tell you.”
He stood and opened the drawer of his nightstand, pulling out a condom before sliding his sweatpants and boxer briefs down his massive thighs. My mouth instantly watered watching his thick cock spring free. I rose and sat on the edge of the bed, taking the condom out of his hand.
“Let me do it.”
He nodded, and I grabbed his stiff dick and ran my hand along it. It was so thick that I could barely fit my fist around it. The tip glistened with pre-cum and I wanted to taste him so badly. I licked my lips and slid him into my mouth.
“Holy fuck, Bee,” Knox groaned as I took him deeper, opening my throat to try and take him all the way in. I brought him in and out a few more times, moaning as he hit the back of my throat. That aroused him even more, making his dick twitch in my mouth. I smiled to myself, knowing I was making him feel as good as he made me feel.
After a few more pumps in and out, Knox grabbed my chin and pulled out of me. “I fucking love that, but if you keep it up, I’m not going to make it.”
I nodded, letting him pull away. I would have done anything he wanted to make sure we could keep going. I wanted this to last forever.
The condom wrapper opening was the only sound for a few seconds. I pulled it out and rolled it from the tip of Knox’s dick down to the base.
I looked up at him. His eyes were heavy with need as he picked me up and kissed me urgently, the converse of our soft kiss on the couch. For several minutes we simply explored each other’s mouths, his hands tangled in my hair.
Knox was by far the best kisser I had ever been with; I didn’t know how I would ever move on from him. With the way he knew exactly what spot to touch or suck or kiss, I feltcertain I’d never find anyone else who instinctively knew my body like this man.
Knox backed us toward the bed, laying me against the pillows. He surveyed my body and smiled. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, you know that?”
All I could do was smile back at him. He sure knew how to make a girl feel beautiful and confident. He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine as he hooked his hand under my knee and hitched my leg up to rest on his hip.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked quietly.
“More than anything.”
As he kissed up my neck to my ear and along my jaw, he ran his fingers through my soaking wet folds. I was beyond ready.
“God, you’re drenched. I fucking love it.” He grabbed his cock, gave it a few strokes, and then rubbed the tip up and down my center, wetting it before he gently pushed in. He was so fucking girthy that I whimpered, first in pain and then in the deepest pleasure, taking a second to adjust to his size. After a moment, I rocked my hips, asking him to push in further.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded before he pushed in a little more.
“Bee, you’re so fucking tight. You feel amazing.”
He pulled out and then slid back in, faster this time, and I let another moan slip out as I scratched down his back. It was incredible, like nothing I had ever felt before.
“I need more,” I breathed.
“Anything you want, baby.” He pushed in hard and picked up speed, bringing both of my knees up to his waist as we found our rhythm. He squeezed his hands down the back of my thighs and grabbed my ass.
“I’ve been thinking about this ass since that night in thecloset. The way it felt in my hands.” He squeezed my ass cheeks hard, surely leaving a mark, but I couldn’t care less because everything he was doing left me soaring. “How it looked in that tight white dress.” He gave a strong thrust, making me sigh in pleasure. “How badly I wanted it to be mine.”
