“You’ve imagined this?”
His laugh was dark. Hungry. He licked a long stripe up my center, collecting my arousal.
“Are you kidding me?” Another lick. Another growl of satisfaction. “I’ve been imagining you spread out in front of me like this since the moment I laid eyes on you.”
Holy hell.
“What else?” I was panting now. “What else have you imagined?”
He looked up at me, his eyes burning. “I’ve imagined burying myself so deep inside you that you forget how to speak.”
Yes. The coil in my belly wound tighter.
His tongue returned to my bud, swirling in slow, devastating circles. The wave began to build. Higher. Higher.
“What else?” I demanded.
“Taking you from every angle.” His voice was muffled against my flesh, but I heard every word. “Your ankles hooked over myshoulders while I watch myself disappear inside you and come out glistening.”
My thighs trembled.
“Taking you from behind.” He sucked my bundle of nerves into his mouth, then released it with a wet sound. “Slapping that beautiful ass while I fuck you senseless.”
The wave climbed higher. His tongue was relentless now, swirling and flicking with a rhythm that was drawing out my release like a maestro coaxing music from an instrument.
“And then,” he said, lifting his eyes to meet mine, “I imagine you sitting on my face.”
I broke.
I grabbed Knox’s head and held him between my thighs as my climax crashed through me. My back arched off the seat. My vision went white at the edges. Knox’s fingers dug into my thighs hard enough to leave bruises, but I didn’t care. He had to anchor himself to me to ride out my release, and as he did, he growled against my core and lapped up every drop.
When the last ripple coursed through me, I looked down.
He was watching me with a satisfied smirk, his lips swollen.
“That was incredible,” I managed.
“Did you expect anything less?” He pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh.
“Honestly? A little.” I was still catching my breath. “I figured you’d be out of practice.”
He chuckled, pressing another kiss where my thigh met my hip. “Primal instinct.”
He glanced at the clock on the limo’s console. “Why did you throw me a surprise party?” he groaned against my skin.
I laughed, breathless. “Great question. Maybe we can kick everyone out when we get home.”
He licked me again, and I jolted.
“Maybe we should just not show up,” I suggested. “Drive around the block a few more times.”
“That sounds perfect to me.”
“No.” I shook my head, forcing myself to think clearly. Which was nearly impossible with his mouth still hovering over my center. “They’ve missed you for fourteen years. We have all night.”
Knox lifted his head. Something mischievous flickered across his features.
Without warning, he slipped two fingers deep inside me.
