CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

PAYTON

“On your knees,” Knoxinstructs.

I feel like a puppet following his orders, but it’s so damn hot.

He’s all man. So masculine, hard, and big.

I feel like I’m in a daze—well, I’m stoned, but not just that—it’s like an erotic dream.

After he came in my mouth, Knox slid down my body and licked me like no other man ever has.

All three of them.

But still, he has skills which blew my mind. I came twice. Now he’s spinning me around like I weigh nothing, and I don’t care about anything except feeling him inside me.

I hear the rip of the condom wrapper and then he slaps my ass.

“Look at your swollen pussy,” Knox growls. “I want your face down in those pillows when I sink inside you.”

“Go slow,” I tell him.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he replies, and there is a softness in his voice that makes me smile.

Reality keeps threatening to creep to the surface, but I push it away. I know this is wrong, but I don’t care.

All I want is to feel...that. Knox presses the head of his cock to my sex and then with one push it’s inside.

Then another.

Lord, he is thick.

Then another, and I cry out.

“Take me. Payton, take all of me.”

“Trying,” I moan, squeezing the pillows.

With another push, he goes deeper, and my entire core is on fire with need.

“Go. More. I just... go.” I have no words anymore.

Knox’s fingers dig into my hips as he thrusts one last and final time.

I cry out.

“Jesus!” he cries at the same time. I feel him still and rub my ass. “You okay?”

“Yes. No. Go. You need to keep going.”

“Fuck you’re tight. This is heaven. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says,” Knox chants. “This. Is. Heaven.”

He moves in and out, our bodies slapping and the sound of the moisture filling the air. It’s dirty and hard and my nipples are aching as his thrusts move me across his crisp white sheets.

Then I feel him laying over me, kissing my back, my neck, my shoulder.

“Never felt this good.”

“I need—” I start but I don’t know what I need. I want more of him but he’s deep within me.

“What? Tell me,” Knox says, gripping my face and turning me to him.

When our eyes lock, he kisses me. It’s hot and raw, and ravenous.

“That, I need more of you,” I rasp.

I watch him blink, then he pulls out and before I can ask what he’s doing, he flips me and repositions and slams back inside.

“Like that?” he says, towering over me while thrusting once more.

“Yes.” I reach for his face. “Kiss me again.”

He lowers more and kisses me, my heart doing things it shouldn’t do as I feel myself falling for this man.

I can’t help it.

I want more of him. All of him. Every day.

I don’t want to see him with another woman at a party, and it not be his sister. I don’t want to see images of him on the internet or them visiting him at work.

I want it to be me.

And I think he does too.

I wouldn’t be here otherwise. I know Knox. He wouldn’t risk it.

Please don’t let me be that foolish girl. I’m so sure this is real.

Once again, he moves us. Sitting against the headboard he lowers me back down over his cock and starts playing with my nipples.

“So fucking sexy.” His hips bounce me. “Ride me, Payton. I’m going to thrum this clit and watch you scream when you come.”

And he does.

I get momentum going as his thumb presses and rubs while his eyes lock with mine.

“Clench me with your pretty cunt,” he says, and good fucking god, my body erupts.

“Yesyesyes, Christ.” Knox throws his head back as his cock thrusts up into me, taking the lead.

I grip his huge muscular shoulders and watch his beautiful face as it drops all boundaries and replaces it with pure pleasure.

Because of me.

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I WAKE UP in a jolt. What is...?

Then I remember where I am and feel Knox wrapped around me. When I try to move an inch, I feel our bodies stuck together with, well, a range of body fluids.

And god it’s sexy.

And intimate.

His face is buried in my neck, and he lets out a small moan.

“Go to sleep,” Knox grumbles.

“I need to pee.”

I should have peed and showered or something, but we had sex about five times and both collapsed.

Reluctantly, he releases me and falls on his back. I roll over and he immediately pulls me back against his body.

“How bad do you need to pee?”

I giggle. “More than you need to fuck me again.”

“Debatable.” He smirks.

Then I watch the sleep clear, and his mind start working. “We should shower.”

I climb out of bed and pee while he turns the shower on. I figure I peed in front of him at the party, which, what the hell was I thinking, and he’s seen every inch of me.

And licked it.

And entered it.

Yes, even the back end.

Holy hell. I’ve never been with such a sexual man in my life.

I join Knox in the shower and take a moment to admire his tall, strong body as he dips his head under the water.

Even though he can’t see me, his hand reaches out and pulls me against him.

His cock is semi hard.

I wrap my arms around him and lean my face against his chest.

“Can we just sleep here?”

“You sleep. I’ll wash you,” Knox says, and I let him.

He turns me around and washes my hair, and I feel like a little girl being loved and cared for.

I wonder what will happen when we tell people about us. When will he want to go public?

By the time he’s finished, I’m wider awake and take the sponge from him. “I want to wash you.”

“I already did it.” Knox leans down and kisses me.

“Don’t care. I want to.”

He lets out a laugh and gives me full access to his body.

When we step out, he wraps me in a large black towel and combs my hair. I take over while he brushes his teeth. Except when he spits, he watches me in the mirror the whole time.

I use the new toothbrush he sets out for me and do the same.

Even when I was with Asher, nothing felt this intimate. My heart is pounding for this man, and I irrationally want to throw my arms around him and tell him I’m falling in love with him.

But I won’t.

I’ll wait for him.