I lifted my gaze to her face, smirked. “Or you could’ve kept the hair. That would’ve defied me.”
She stared at me momentarily and I saw the instant she realized that hadn’t occurred to her.
“I could’ve, yes.” Her smile loosened something inside me.
“But you didn’t,” I said, my tone sandpaper-rough, my lust spiking.
“I didn’t,” she agreed. “Because then I wouldn’t’ve experienced for myself all the wonders of what it means to be waxed. Claire was rather convincing.”
“Did she explain how it heightens the sensation?” Kieran asked, his fingers separating her delicate folds, revealing the soft pink center.
Jesus. I was mesmerized by the tiny pearl of her clit, the delicate folds of her pussy. I wanted to lick her, to taste her essence, to feel the delicate flesh beneath my tongue.
Emily sighed. “She did, yes.”
“Tell me what you want, Em,” I commanded, forcing my gaze to her face once more. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll give it to you.”
Her eyes flashed hot, but I wasn’t sure whether it was from temper or desire. I knew she wanted to refute me, but I could also tell she was on the verge of pain, her arousal so hot, perspiration was dotting her skin.
I stopped directly in front of her, let my fingertips graze the smooth skin of her thigh. “Tell. Me.”
“Lick me,” she said hurriedly. “Put your mouth on me, Knox.”
My cock jerked hard. I honestly hadn’t expected her to be quite so vocal. Then again, I shouldn’t be surprised considering the things I knew about this wanton woman. In the past two years, I’d been informed of a few of Emily’s purchases, including a sleek purple vibrator, a soft-touch dildo, and a subscription to a porn site. Only a woman who knew what she needed and wasn’t ashamed to admit it purchased things like that. I had fantasized about watching her fuck herself with the dildo, pushing it in deep, moaning as it filled her. It wouldn’t be the same as my cock, but at least she knew what to expect.
Leaning down, I brushed her lips with mine. “It’d be my pleasure.”
Without giving her a proper kiss, I pulled back, stared deep into her eyes as I eased down to my knee before her. I held her gaze as I slid her panties down over her boots, waited as she stepped out of them. She watched when I brought the soft fabric to my nose, inhaled deeply. She smelled like clean, hot woman.
“Knox…”
I paused, relaxing on my haunches, still staring up as I tucked her panties into my pocket.
“Take off her dress,” I commanded Kieran.
Emily didn’t move except to shift when Kieran lifted the gray cotton up, revealing the smooth contours of her beautiful body.
“And the bra.”
With expert hands, Kieran had it unhooked and off before Emily could help him.
When she was wearing only the over-the-knee boots that molded to her shapely legs, I let my gaze rake over her, loving the way her chest began to rise and fall faster with her labored breaths. She was everything I remembered, all smooth, alabaster skin, heavy breasts, delectable curves. I’d dreamed about her numerous times, reliving the night I’d had her at my mercy.
Gripping her ankle, I lifted her foot, setting it gently on my shoulder. Kieran was there to assist, his big hand curling under her thigh, holding her in place. The move opened her delicate folds, revealing the silky wet flesh beneath. Leaning in, I exhaled, ensuring my warm breath fanned her nether lips, her clit.
“Knox,” she cried out, her other knee buckling.
Kieran held her firmly as she tried to remain standing.
I decided to stop tormenting us both. I kissed her then, brushing my mouth over the smooth, hairless lips of her sex. I teased with my tongue, working my way around her slit, avoiding her clit. When she began begging in earnest, my name tumbling out of her mouth over and over, I dragged my tongue from her entrance to her clit in one heavy lick.
“Oh, God.”
She was on the verge of release and I found that erotic in its own right. I’d been with plenty of women in my life, and every one of their climaxes had been unique. But never had one excited me quite so much.
Gripping her thighs, I used my thumbs to hold her open, speared her with my tongue. I licked and thrust, licked some more. I avoided the tiny bundle of nerves at first.
Emily screamed on the third thrust, her body convulsing.
