Yes, there was no doubt that he made love like a dream and that he oozed sexual attraction. Knox didn’t just look dangerously sexy; Ellie now knew firsthand he was sex incarnate.
Even now, she quivered just thinking about their lovemaking this morning, culminating in him smearing his cum possessively all over her. All while Sally and Benny were in the adjoining office.
It had been primitive, savage, but it had induced those feelings in her too.
It was only after he’d left, when she had to face Benny and Sally again and her cheeks had flamed with color, that she’d realized that sort of wild passion couldn’t possibly be real. That she didn’t dare allow it to be anything more than that in the newly ordered and uneventful life she had made for herself.
Being in Knox’s company again, first in the confines of the car driving here, completely aware of him while he waited for her to shower and pack a small suitcase and the box of groceries, and now alone with him in his apartment, she could feel her resolve crumbling and her defenses disintegrating.
Knox might be as rough around the edges as he had described himself, but he also oozed sexuality from every pore of his body. His deep, husky voice alone sent quivers of lust down Ellie’s spine.
His cock, the only part of him Ellie had seen naked this morning, was long and wide, with a thick vein pulsing along its length, the bulbous top a deep and glistening red. Watching Knox’s large hand, wrapped about and pumping that length to completion, had probably been the sexiest thing Ellie had ever seen in her life. She couldn’t have looked away if she’d tried. And she hadn’t tried.
She thought she would probably forget to breathe and pass out completely if she ever saw a completely naked Knox.
“I hope that wicked smile is because you’re thinking about what you’re going to do to me in bed later.”
Ellie turned in time to see Knox coming back down the spiral staircase. “I don’t have a wicked smile,” she snapped. “I’m not thinking about going to bed with you, later or otherwise!” That claim sounded far too loud and defensive, even to her own ears.
So defensive, she recognized, that she instantly sounded guilty of wanting to do exactly that.
Something Knox was well aware of if his husky chuckle was an indication. “Hm, we’ll return to that subject later.”
“Knox, it was a mistake coming here. I need to go to my own apart?—”
“Have you eaten anything today?”
“You can’t just say you want to take me to London with you to attend your friend’s wedding and then start discussing whether I’ve eaten today.”
“Sure I can,” he teased. “In fact, I just did.”
“Then to answer your question, I seem to have completely lost my appetite since someone barged into my office this morning and—and?—”
“Yes?” He arched dark brows.
She frowned. “Is our intimacy this morning the reason you think you have to take me with you to your friend’s wedding next month?”
“Ellie, darling, once you know me better, you’ll realize I never do anything I don’t want to do.”
“You went to see the babies yesterday.”
“Because I wanted to,” he stated flatly. “Of course I wanted to, if only for Karen and Geoff’s sake. I just also knew it was going to be emotional for me.” Knox wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her body flush against his. “I haven’t been a monk since my divorce became final eight years ago, but I also haven’t invited any other woman to come with me to a family occasion or the wedding of one of my closest friends.”
“Then why are you inviting me?”
“Because you’re special.”
She gave a firm shake of her head. “I’m really not.”
“I’m not going to argue with you on that point, because we obviously don’t agree on it.” He released her and stepped back. “What did you decide to bring us for dinner?”
She turned away, her cheeks burning. “The ingredients to make spaghetti bolognese and garlic bread, if that’s okay with you?”
“You’re really going to cook for me?”
Ellie frowned. “I said I would, and I didn’t bring that box of food all the way here to just stand and stare at it. And it isn’t just for you. I need to eat too.”
“Which means you didn’t eat earlier,” he chided, moving across the room with the graceful strides of a predator to begin taking the food out of the box. “I heard what you said.” All teasing had left his voice. “But I’m not going to let you leave here this evening.”
