“You want me to ease the ache?”
I whimpered again, let my knees widen, silently urging him where I needed him.
Knox’s eyes were on mine the entire time.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Don’t ask me that. I don’t do anything I’m not absolutely sure of.”
“No?”
I shook my head, spread my knees even wider. “Ease the ache.”
I inhaled sharply when his fingers dipped beneath the elastic of my panties, passing over my mound, his finger sliding between my lower lips. I moaned when he grazed my clitoris.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he growled softly, his mouth moving to my neck. “So fucking wet.”
“Is that a good thing?” I hated that I didn’t know what to expect, what to do.
“The best fucking thing,” he growled. “It means you’re ready for me, Em.”
I was definitely ready for something, all right, but I couldn’t speak. My voice had gone on hiatus because my brain was attempting to process the intense pleasure as it ignited between my legs as Knox’s finger explored my slick flesh.
“Have you ever played with yourself, Em?”
I shook my head, my eyes closed as I let the foreign sensations overwhelm me.
“Never?”
I shook my head again.
“Hmm. One of these days I’ll have you pleasure yourself so I can watch.”
The idea was strangely erotic.
Knox focused on my clit, alternating between gentle flicks and light circles. He had me panting and moaning as I attempted to get him to apply more pressure.
“I want to taste you,” he whispered in my ear as he licked my lobe and rapidly circled his thumb on my clit.
My insides coiled tightly as the sensations grew stronger, the pleasure making me vibrate, a delicious hum starting somewhere deep within me.
“I want to taste every inch of you,” Knox continued, pressing more insistently as I panted and moaned. “I want to fuck you with my tongue while you ride my face.”
A violent tremor shot through me at the image his words painted.
“Don’t stop,” I pleaded, desperate to reach whatever pinnacle I was racing toward.
“Is that what you need, Em? For me to lick your sweet little pussy? To make you come with my mouth before I fuck you with my cock?”
Those deliciously vulgar words were the trigger. I wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but I could easily describe it as a cataclysmic eruption. Ten times more intense than what had happened a few minutes ago. This was like lightning in a bottle, and it started deep in my core and expanded outward, a vicious electric burst that ignited neurons and sparked nerve endings along the way as it radiated every cell before escaping through my fingers and toes.
I cried out Knox’s name as my back arched and every muscle locked, the most amazing sensation sparking through my entire being.
Knox growled, his fingers ceasing their assault on my clit, although he continued to touch me lightly, softly.
“Whatwasthat?” I asked when I came back to myself, easing into the cushion and curling up against Knox.
“An orgasm.”
