She nods, swallowing roughly. If she's going to be honest, then maybe I should be too. My voice is rough as I give her my confession. "Full disclosure, although I was with Maple, and I planned on staying with her, I wondered what you looked like underneath those baggy shirts you wore over your leggings. Unlike most of the other girls in school, your shirts covered your ass. It was a mission to get a look at it in those tight leggings, but you never slipped up."
Her eyes flash with a lot of interest. "If I would've known, I'd have given you the show for free, Maple be damned."
Because I know we're safe here, I take my time with her. Framing her face with my palms, I kiss her until we can't breathe anymore, and I have to pull away, moving down her body. As I go, I get rid of both of our clothes, and then we're left with nothing between us. I can tell from the small amount of loose skin around her middle that she’s lost weight. It’s not different from most everyone, but on her? It brings unexpected emotionto my throat, because I think about everything I've had to do to survive since Eruption, and I know she's had to do it all, twice as hard.
Pulling myself out of those thoughts I hook a hand at her thigh, and spread her open for me. Her arousal hangs in the room between us. It's a scent you never forget, and the fact that I've caused it for her? That's fucking everything.
"Knox," she whispers, putting her hand on my shoulder. "It's been a long time, be careful."
Her eyes hold a tiny bit of fear. "I promise, we move at your pace."
She's tensed up and that's not going to help the situation at all. Moving my hand down to the middle of her torso, I tuck two fingers into my palm, and slowly begin working them into her body. Beth relaxes visibly. Her pussy welcomes my invasion, and when I'm seated, I press my thumb against her clit.
"You like that?" I lean forward, blowing on her puckered nipple, and then taking it between my lips.
"Knox, that feels fucking good," she whispers, spreading her legs further.
Her hips flex upward, taking my fingers deeper. "Go faster!" She grabs my wrist, holding it into place as she grinds against my fingers. She digs hers into my hair, and yanks hard as she closes her legs around my arm, and lets out the loudest groan I've ever heard a woman bless me with. Her body tightens, and then relaxes, her head rolling against the pillow.
"You okay?" I whisper, amusement tinging my tone.
"Yeah." She gives me a sleepy smile.
"Don't go to sleep on me just yet, Beth."
She tilts her head down so that she's looking in my eyes, and she hooks her arms around my waist, holding me tight. "I won't go to sleep. I want you to feel as good as I do."
Her legs are spread and inviting. Holding the base of my cock, I slowly feed it into her, groaning when I feel her body allow mine inside. It's been two years since the last time I was with anyone, and I'm gritting my teeth, trying to hold my orgasm back.
Lifting her mouth to my ear, she says the next words softly. "Take what you want, Knox. Don't worry about me."
I stop. My hips are in the process of pulling back. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah." She smiles, and there's a hint of a dimple in her cheek. "Like I said, I want you to feel as good as you made me feel."
Closing my eyes, I exhale roughly before I pull out and then press back in. I try it a few times, and when I'm sure her body accommodates mine, I go after her hard. Thrusting and pulling back, focusing on how my body feels instead of worrying about what could be happening around me. I haven't let my mind go blank like this since Eruption happened, but I'm allowing it right now.
My hips are burning and there's a tightening at the base of my spine. One thrust, then another, and I hitch my pelvis up, pulling out of her and spilling across her stomach.
As the two of us breathe heavily in the quietness of the room, I realize for the first time in a long time, I'm relaxed. And that's one thousand percent thanks to Elizabeth Harper.
CHAPTER 7
BETH
I’ve never been the type of woman who thought that one time with a man would change my life. I've never even been the type of woman who thought I'd fall into bed with a man less than forty-eight hours after choosing to travel together. But times are different now, and life isn't promised. We have to take our opportunities where we have them.
But now? There’s a part of me that admits sleeping with Knox wasn’t necessarily life-changing, but it did change things about my life.
Now that I know what he looks like with no clothes on, the way his face pulls as he’s about to go over the edge, I can’t help but look at him differently.
“Which side do you want to search first?”
The sun beats down on us. This morning it’s hotter than it’s been in a long time. He’s taken his shirt off, and put it in the back pocket of his jeans. My God, this man has a body that won’t quit. He glances at me, his eyebrows raised. Instead of answering him, I look up and down the street, hoping it hides my burning cheeks. "Let's start directly across from where we are, and search a couple of houses. If we find nothing, we'll pack upand head south tomorrow? If we find something, we can search a few more?"
"Sounds good." Knox sighs.
That sigh reminds me of the one he let loose when he was finished last night, and I have to remind myself we’re really in the fight for our lives here. I can’t turn everything sexual. Looking up at the sky, I say a little prayer for my hormones.
