“Yes—”
I lose my hold on her thigh, and she wraps her legs around my waist, changing the angle. And holy fuck. We both groan at the same time. I bury my face in her neck and let myself lose control, jutting my hips harder and faster, and she takes it. Takes all of it.
Her nails drag down my back and it stings so fucking good.
“More,” she breathes. “Knox, please?—”
“Fuck. Sawyer. Fuck, you feel so good.”
I grip the headboard above her with one hand, the other sliding beneath her lower back, tilting her hips up, so I can hit her deeper.
“Oh God,” she cries out.
I pound into her, lost in fucking bliss, while she wrecks my back and bites my shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
“Jesus Christ, Sawyer. Come on, baby. Give me another one. Squeeze my cock with that tight cunt.”
“Knox…I can’t,” she groans, biting into me again. “Oh fuck. I’m going to?—”
“I can feel you. So goddamn tight.” I thrust harder, chasing it with her. “Let go. I’ve got you.”
I reach between us, pressing my thumb to her clit, and her legs tighten around me, her cunt clenching me so tight my vision whites out at the edges. She cries out into my shoulder, muffling the sound against my skin, shaking apart in my arms while I work her through every wave.
Fuck, I’m going to come.
“Baby, I need to pull out.”
She tightens her legs around me, rolling her hips, her cunt still convulsing around my cock. “IUD,” she breathes. “Come in me. I want it…all of it.”
“Oh fuck.”
I bury myself to the hilt and shatter, my forehead dropping to hers, one hand fisted in her hair, holding on like she’s the only solid thing left in the universe.
Because she is, and she always has been.
I come in long, deep pulses, my whole body shuddering and every muscle seizing at once while I pour into her and lose any chance of forming a coherent thought.
“You’re everything.” I breathe out, ragged. “Every single thing I’ve ever wanted, Sawyer. My whole goddamn life.”
She presses kisses to my jaw, my cheek, the corner of my mouth, pulling me closer. I don’t need her to respond. I feel it. I know it to be true.
We stay tangled together while the trembling slows, both breathing hard.
Eventually the world comes back. The hum of the dishwasher. The dark of her room. Her fingers running up and down my spine.
I don’t move. I can’t.
I’m not ready to let her go yet.
Not that I’ll ever be.
Chapter 26
Knox
Ireach for her before I’m fully awake. My hand moves across the mattress, searching, but I find nothing but cool sheets where she should be.
I open my eyes, blinking against the beams of light coming in through her sheer curtains. Empty. She’s not here.
