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“Not pain,” I bit out through clenched teeth. “More like tension.”

She looked up at me with a smile so innocent all I wanted to do was dirty it up. “Feels like it might be painful,” she whispered. Then the tease licked her lips and stroked me. Again.

My control snapped. I took her mouth in a hard, hot kiss. She kissed me back, hesitant at first, but then her tongue slipped inside and what was left of my restraint left the kitchen. She tasted like chocolate and wine and something else, something just under the surface that I wanted to identify. I kissed her until I figured out that it was just her taste.

Ivy’s tongue licked against mine before she explored my mouth.

Her hand was still on my cock when I pulled her closer, one hand speared through her hair, the other gripping her ass. I groaned because it was as firm and round as it looked.

I didn’t know who pulled back first. When I glanced at her, I was looking into two dark pools of lust. “Tell me to stop,” I said.

She frowned in confusion. “Why?”

“Because if you don’t, I’m gonna tear these shorts off your sweet little body and feast on your pussy until you beg me to stop.” I watched her closely for any sign she didn’t want this.

She shivered. Then she smiled. “That sounds good to me. Really good.”

I kissed her again and backed her up before lifting her onto the counter. She hissed at the feel of the cool surface against her skin, but it didn’t stop me. I kissed my way down her body, feasting on her tits, loving the way she cried out when I teased her nipples. I sucked on the stiff peaks until her fingers dug into my scalp and then flicked my tongue over them until she cried out. Her hands fisted in my hair when I moved to the other, her breaths were shallow and sharp.

Her breath hitched when I kissed down her belly, swirling my tongue around her belly button.

I didn’t think there was any fucking thing in the world that could’ve stopped me from heading toward the scent of her arousal, but something did.

That fucking bruise.

My jaw tightened at the sight of it. It was faded now, barely visible, but it was a reminder of how her asshole father treated her.

Her hand came down and cupped the side of my face. “It’s okay, Knox. I’m all right.” Her voice was soft, still shaky with arousal. “Also, I’m not begging yet.” She grinned.

Challenge accepted. I pushed her back on the counter and slid those panties down her legs, pressing her thighs open wide. “Look at how wet you are, Ivy. Fucking drenched.” I slid one finger up and down her pussy until it was coated in her juices. Then, when I was sure her eyes were on me, I licked her off my finger.

“Oh. My. God.” Her eyes widened with shock and desire, her pussy flooding over that one move. Her hips moved slowly, silently begging for what she wanted.

“I love it loud,” I told her, licking the crease of one thigh and then the other before I dove in, licking her sweet pussy while she gave me exactly what I loved. I held her ass cheeks in my palms while I feasted, licking her hole and flicking my tongue over her swollen clit.

“Knox!”

She was responsive as fuck and my cock was so fucking hard I pressed it against the counter for some relief. I licked over her clit and down to her opening, sliding my tongue deep.

“Oh, god!” Her hips bucked up and I held her down, devouring her pussy until she came all over my mouth. “Knox,” she shouted my name, over and over. “Wow,” she breathed, eyes wide, still fighting to catch her breath. “That was better than I thought it would be.”

I frowned.

She laughed.

“Nobody has ever…” she started and stopped when she realized what she was saying.

“You’ve been with idiots,” I declared. I couldn’t understand what kind of man wouldn’t want exactly what I’d just had. What I planned to have again.

She shook her head. “Not idiots. No one,” she admitted quietly.

No one.

Those words echoed because they only meant one thing.

I got to have her first.

Chapter Fourteen