14. Knox

Chapter Fourteen

KNOX

“ S o, this is my house.” I chuckle as Hazel yanks me by my drawstring through the garage door of my condo.

“It’s lovely,” she says without looking around, whips her shirt over her head, then damn near rips mine in two as she tries to take it off.

My door is barely closed and I’m still standing, so my tiny little sunshine doesn’t really come close to being able to do that.

I’ll help her out .

I reach behind my head with my good arm and get out of my T in one pull. “This is the dining room.”

“Spacious.” Hazel unlaces her kicks, tugs them off and throws them. “Very open.”

Fuck, I love this woman.

My dining room is spacious and open, but I’m pretty sure Hazel hasn’t seen anything outside of her one-track mind since we left the arena.

She sat in the stands with the prettiest smile I have ever seen on her face, eyes trained on me the entire time I looked over the contract, while I signed, during all the ridiculous photos we had to take. Sunny was still smiling when we met with the CFA doc and reviewed my progress, even while she lied her ass off for me and said I’m almost 100%.

Then we got in the car and Jesus, she was wild.

I drove this time because I was finally calm, a little giddy myself because of the whole surprise fiancé thing, and I wanted to take Hazel to dinner to celebrate. We haven’t done anything like that, not unless you count adopting three more cats and a fucking twenty-pound Flemish giant rabbit named Teeny, and I thought, since we’re engaged, maybe we should have a real date.

Hazel had other plans.

As soon as I got on the highway, she had her hand down my shorts and by the time I realized what she was doing, my cock was hard as stone and in her mouth. It took her all of three minutes to suck my dick dry and just as she came up for air, the trucker next to us honked his horn and gave me a very encouraging thumbs up.

Best part of that? My sunshine fucking waved at him, swallowed my load, then rolled down my fucking window and yelled at him that we are engaged so it was okay for her to give me road head during rush hour traffic on a Thursday . And that trucker just congratulated us, told me I’m a lucky son of a bitch and made sure I was going to take care of her when we got home or else it wasn’t going to work out. Then his old lady popped up from somewhere out of sight and gave my girl an air high five.

It was the most erotic, bizarre thing to ever happen to me while I was driving home from the arena, but since Hazel was involved, it totally makes sense. Only Sunny would make a friend bonded in road head.

After we laughed good and hard at that, Hazel asked, very shyly I might add, if we could go back to my place tonight.

I was confused at first, and a little put off because honestly, aside from having a full gym at my disposal, I like her place better. Which is strange, I know, especially when you consider the fact that I’m a super routine-based guy who has a two story, three-bedroom condo right on the water with a dock for Da’s boat, but there’s just something about her studio apartment that feels like home. And my condo has never felt like that.

And when I asked her why she’d rather go to mine tonight, anxiety about her reason absolutely driving the question, she just blushed, chewed her cheek and said she didn’t want all our babies watching while we had sex for the first time.

I hauled ass to her place, packed her a bag while she fed, watered and loved on all seven fur balls, then I threw Hazel over my shoulder, dumped her in my car and drove the fifteen minutes to my place at break-neck speeds.

I could tell Hazel was nervous, feeling a little self-conscious, but it didn’t last, not when we got out of my car and she all but pounced on me the second the garage was closed. My sunshine climbed me like a tree, skillfully I must say, because she did it without touching my bad shoulder and started kissing me in a way that had me ready to bend her over my Harley and fuck her in the garage. But since this is her first time, that absolutely won’t work, and call me a romantic, I’d like to make her first time as memorable as possible.

“Nice artwork.” Hazel barely nods toward the paintings my baby sister did—oil on canvas in her eclectic style from each time I won the title—as she unbuckles her belt, then throws that too.

I seriously fucking love this woman.

“Thanks.” I smirk as I toe off my shoes and line them up by the front door. “You a…”

She drops her jeans, steps out of them and I’m momentarily struck stupid.

I knew this was coming, obviously knew where things were going since Hazel spelled it out for me, but having her standing in my living room in nothing but a sexy as fuck matching lingerie set, a lacy green and black bra and thong? I don’t know if I was really prepared for the emotions it was going to stir inside my chest.

“Fuck, Sunny, you’re beautiful.”

She gets her socks off and stops, looks up at me with amazing grass green eyes and shoots me a smile that makes my heart flutter. “Thank you.”

A blush creeps up her cheeks as I continue to stare, unable to peel my eyes off this woman in front of me. Hazel really is gorgeous, so goddamn beautiful, and I have no idea how I got lucky enough to call her mine. Mine forever at that.

“I need to buy you a ring,” I blurt. I mean it. I want to marry Hazel more than I ever wanted anything—winning the heavyweight title included—and a half assed proposal without the hardware during a confrontation at the arena doesn’t do her justice.

She deserves wine and roses, candlelight and soft music. Sunny deserves me down on one knee looking halfway decent instead of like a reclusive bum, pouring my heart out and thanking her for being my rock, my heart and soul, my entire purpose for five goddamn years and ask her to be that, as well as my wife and the mother of my children, forever.

She smiles, smiles as bright as the sun. “I don’t need a ring, Knox. Just you.”

But I shake my head and walk toward her. “You need a ring so that everyone else knows you’re mine. You deserve to be claimed, so everyone knows you’re unconditionally and completely loved by someone who has no intention of ever letting you go.”

“Knox...” Her eyes well, but that smile somehow grows. “I know it and that’s all that matters. I don’t care what anyone else thinks.” On reflex, her left-hand balls into a fist by her thigh as my girl fights the urge to cover her scars.

In love and horny or not, she’s still self-conscious.

So, I reach out, take that hand and flatten it over my heart. “I’m buying you a ring, Sunny, because I want everyone to know you’re mine. I didn’t propose right, kinda blew it for both of us, so let me at least buy you a ring as a symbol of my love for you.” I lift her fingers, kissing the knuckle on her ring finger. “And to make sure no one tries to move in on my territory.”

Hazel giggles as she rubs the pad of her thumb over the scar on my chin. “Your proposal was perfect, Cubby. Very Knox TKO Riley. It was perfect for us because it was genuine and honest, it was real and it was random and awkward, but straight from the heart. It was the perfect way to propose because it totally embodied everything about our relationship.” Then she smirks, her eyebrows hidden by those bangs most likely arched. “Plus, it makes for a great story to tell our kids one day. I doubt many people can say their dad proposed to their mom in the middle of a tongue lashing to their arch nemesis at a CFA arena.”

“True.” I chuckle. “But you’re still going to let me buy you a ring.”

“Yes, you big bear, I will let you buy me a ring since it’s so important to you. I just want to make sure you know things like that don’t matter to me. I love you and you love me; we know this is forever, and that’s all that really matters.”

I turn her hand over and press a kiss to the inside of her wrist as she touches my cheek. “I do love you, Hazel, so goddamn much and while it is the most important thing in all this, I still want my ring on your finger, especially until I can legally give you my last name.”

“Does that mean I get to pick out a wedding band for you? Would you even wear one if I did?”

“Hell yes I will. If I were going to keep fighting, I’d have to get a silicone one or something, maybe not wear it at all during fights, but since we’re getting married right after I win the title back, it won’t be a problem and I’ll be proud as hell to wear whatever ring you want to put on my finger.”

“You might regret saying that.” Hazel smirks. “But now that it’s all settled, take your shorts off.”

I chuckle as I shake my head. “You just completely ignored the fact that I decided we’re getting married in two weeks.”

“Nope. I just didn’t argue because I’m good with that.” Then she pushes up on her bare toes so she can kiss me nice and slow. “Now, less talking, more naked.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I reach down and cup her beautiful butt cheeks, then hoist her up so she has to wrap her arms and legs around me, my sunshine giggling the whole way to my bedroom. “That doesn’t apply to dirty talk, right? I like it when you get filthy.”

“Hell no it doesn’t. I like your filthy mouth, too.”

My filthy mouth she kisses like she’s on a mission to own it.

Lips and tongue, a hint of teeth.

Fuck, I can’t get enough of kissing Hazel.

Or the way her body feels against mine.

Still holding her, still kissing, I toe off my socks then stand next to my bed, the king size perfect for all the things I want to do to the woman in my arms. I’ve gotten pretty used to cramming into Hazel’s double at her place, and I love the closeness it creates, but my bed is way better equipped to handle how I am, in fact, going to own and destroy her pussy. After I make love to it gently first, of course.

“Not enough naked,” Hazel grunts adorably when I don’t do anything but stand there and kiss her breathless, then reaches behind her back and unhooks her bra, pulls the scraps of fabric free and drops it to the floor.

Now we’re almost completely skin to skin, one hundred percent chest to chest, her fingers tangled in my hair and our mouths locked once again.

So fucking perfect .

My god, there are practically sparks erupting along every inch of my flesh that’s touching hers.

I’ve never felt anything like this before, this kind of connection that has us linked in the deepest way I can imagine, probably deeper than I can comprehend.

Our love really is true, the real deal, the forever kind, and I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that it’s mine, that Hazel is mine.

But I’d be a fool to question it.

Especially when I feel her feet higher on my waist and she somehow uses them to start pushing my basketball shorts down my thighs.

“I said naked, Knox.”

I grin into our next kiss. “Bossy.”

“I just know what I want, and that happens to be a very naked fiancé.”

On a growl that gives merit to her claim that I am a bear, I kneel on the bed, walk on my knees toward the pillows and lay us down so my very naked dick is pressed against my sunshine’s not so naked core. I kiss her again and again, revel in the way my girl meets me eagerly with a hunger no one has ever kissed me with before. My hips swivel just a little and when Hazel moans, I slip a hand between us and tear her thong in two.

“You sure about this, Sunny?” My finger slips between her folds, that perfect cunt absolutely drenched as I circle her clit. “You sure you’re ready?”

She nods with a whimper. “I’m sure. I’m ready, Knox. I want this, want you so much.”

“You’ve got me, Sunny. I’m yours forever, baby.” My lips graze her jaw, the column of her throat. “I love you.”

“Mm, I love you too.”

I make my way down her body, kiss and lick every inch, suck her berry-colored nipples, but when I move further down, ready to finally lick her pussy until she’s screaming for more, Hazel stops me.

“Later, Cubby.”

I lift my head, shift my weight to my right arm, and arch a brow. “ Later ?”

She nods. “Later. I want you inside me. We have forever to do that and everything else, but right now, I just want you inside me.”

“Are you sure?” I dip my head and kiss her pussy. “I want to make sure you’re ready for me. I don’t want to hurt you, Sunny.”

Hazel gives me a soft smile. “And I love you for it, but I want your cock buried in my pussy so bad that I promise I am beyond ready.”

“What kind of man would I be to deny my fiancé something like that?”

“Exactly.” She wiggles her hips as I climb up her gorgeous body. “Inside me. Now, Mr. Riley.”

“Yes, ma’am.” But when I adjust, cover her and press my hips to hers, my shoulder pinches in a way that has me fucking cringing.

“Knox,” Hazel gasps. “Oh, Cubby, I’m so sorry. I meant to change our position so you didn’t put any weight on your shoulder.”

“It’s okay.” It really isn’t, but it’s not bad enough to stop what we started, and since I’m not taking my girl for the first time in any position that means I can’t look her in the eye, I’m gonna have to suck it up. “Give me a minute and we?—”

Suddenly, Hazel’s ass is directly in my face. I mean, those fleshy globes are inches from my face, and I decide I’m going to take full advantage of it.

“So, this position is actually called the lazy man, but I think that’s ridiculous. The other name is the squat thrust, and that’s a little ridiculous too, honestly.” My eyes flick to what she’s doing, my girl piling pillows against the headboard, making some sort of throne. “It’s not really a squat thrust, which is good because I struggle with those, but this I’m sure I can do because—Knox!” She yelps as I sink my teeth into her butt cheek.

I grin as I kiss away the sting. “You were saying?”

Hazel rolls her eyes but smiles. “I was saying, ultimately I think this is the best position for us for now. Between your shoulder and my leg, I think this will work.”

“You’ve put a lot of thought into this, huh?”

“Oh yeah.” She grins. “Now get up here.”

Don’t have to tell me twice.

I let my sunshine position me so I’m sitting with my back against the pillows, a couple on either side of my hips and when Hazel straddles me, wraps her arm around my neck and positions her ass on my thighs, my dick grows impossibly harder.

This position, facing each other chest to chest, eye to eye, it’s incredibly intimate. And not only will it allow Hazel to have some control, but it’ll also allow me to rest my shoulder while still being able to have control myself, and it’s going to send my dick so deep inside her body we may actually fuse together.

It’s perfect.

But still. “Your leg will be okay like this?”

She nods, then scoots a little so her pussy is right against my dick, her left leg propped on a few pillows so it doesn’t force her to bend in a way she can’t. “It will. I can’t sit on my knees folded because my leg will lock up, but I can still bend it and keep that from happening. It’s just like if we did cowgirl but without any pressure or weight on your shoulder.”

“You, my incredible fiancé, are a genius.” I lean forward and kiss her. “I am one lucky son of a bitch.”

“I know.” Hazel smiles. “Now fuck me like you mean it.”

She reaches between us, pumps my cock a few times, runs the head along her slick folds and then shifts her weight to the right and positions me right where I need to be.

This is it.

This is the moment I make Hazel mine, truly make her mine.

I’ve never taken anyone’s virginity before and knowing that I’m taking hers, knowing I am going to be her first and last, her only, my heart swells to at least triple the size.

My hands move to her ass, cradle that perfect bubble butt, and when she slides forward just enough for the head of my dick to disappear in her wet heat, I see fucking spots across my vision.

So fucking tight .

Tight and wet, warm and perfect.

But despite wanting to slam all the way home, I let my girl control everything so I know she is comfortable, so I know she isn’t in any pain.

Little by little, Hazel takes more of me, inches back then rolls her hips forward. She moans every time, we moan together, and when I’m about halfway in, that’s when she decides to give me a fucking heart attack.

If she’s stopping, it must mean she’s in pain. It must. Hazel was way too revved up for there to be another reason for her to stop, so it has to mean she’s hurting. Her leg, her head, hell, Hazel’s pussy could be screaming at her because it’s not used to something like my dick. And that means I need to?—

“Knox...” Hazel pants, her hips rocking against my shaft at just the right angle to rub her clit. “Can you... do you think?— “

Thank fuck.

I was terrified for a second there, but I get it now.

“I got you, baby.” She doesn’t have to ask. I know what she wants me to do. “You sure?”

She nods and presses her forehead to mine. “Yes. I want you to do it for me.”

“Gonna be a snug fit, not like anything you’re used to.”

“I know.” Hazel grins as those green eyes meet mine. “You easily put all of my toys to shame.”

“Damn right I do, and we will revisit your toys later, but I want to make sure you aren’t asking me because you’re in any pain.”

“I’m not, I just… I want you to really make me yours.”

So, I do.

My fingers dig into her ass cheeks as she slides back and when nothing but the tip of my cock is inside, I pull her forward with enough force to physically feel my soul leave my body, then I go still and wait.

Hazel hisses, her gorgeous eyes going wide, and no matter how incredible, fucking incredible , it feels to be completely seated inside her, I don’t want to hurt her. I want her to enjoy this as much as she can, and my own pleasure, my own release, can take a back seat until I know she’s okay, until I know she’s with me.

“You okay, baby?” My voice is strained, tight, her pussy so goddamn snug around my cock I’m having an out of body experience. I lift one hand and rub up and down her spine, keep our foreheads pressed together, and wait for her to meet my eyes again.

She does, slowly, as she nods. “I’m good.”

“We don’t have to?— “

“I’m okay, Cubby.” Hazel smiles. “I’m really, really full, but I’m okay.”

I press a kiss to her lips, smiling when she takes a deep breath. “This is your show, you run it however you want.”

We sit like that for a few more seconds; kissing, holding each other while my girl adjusts, and when she’s ready, Hazel digs her heels in and slides up my length slowly. She bears down on my cock, those sparks now dancing across my vision, and before I know it, my sunshine has set a slow and steady rhythm that has my balls drawing up tight and ready to fire at will.

“Knox...” she moans, her voice shaking. “Oh my god...”

“You still... fuck, you still, okay?”

Hazel nods and bites her lip. “Mmhmm. I just want more. Way way more.”

Her pussy is damn near strangling my dick in the best possible way. Jesus, this is amazing. It’s beautiful and perfect and right. It’s?—

“Can I go faster?”

Oh, hell yes .

“Yeah, baby. You take control.”

Fuck, and when she does, my god I’m going to explode.

Hazel tightens her arm around my neck, rocks her hips faster, harder, takes me all the way to the hilt before sliding back so only the tip is inside her. Both of my hands are on her ass again and when I feel the first flutter of her walls, feel her cunt clamp down and spasm, I can’t help but to thrust up into her, my pace matching hers, our bodies perfectly in sync.

Heat races down my spine and lands right in my balls. “Hazel... fuck, Hazel, baby, I’m close.”

She nods. “Me too. Oh my god, Knox, this is... this is... oh!”

Her pussy clamps down again, squeezing me harder than before and when I’m about to start singing the National anthem in my head to make sure I don’t blow my load before she gets off, Hazel’s nails claw at my back and she screams my name.

“Knox!” Her hips slam into mine, sending me so fucking deep. “Knox, Knox, I’m coming!”

Hell yes.

I can feel it, feel her pussy gush, feel it drench my cock and thank God, because seconds later when the tightest cunt I have ever had wrapped around me grips me like a vise, I detonate.

I pound my cock into her as my release explodes through every nerve ending, rope after rope of cum firing so deep inside my sunshine she’ll be full for days. Hazel screams my name again as her orgasm clearly hits another high, the wave crashing through both of us in a beautiful euphoria that I’ve never felt before.

This is everything.

Totally sated and spent, I sink back into the pillows, pulling Hazel’s limp body against mine and slowly run my fingers up her spine. We’re both breathing heavy, our hearts pounding in our chests. This really is everything, perfect and right.

“I love you.” Hazel sighs against my pec, her head now resting in the crook of my neck.

I smile and press a kiss to her temple. “I love you too, Sunny. So goddamn much.” I hold her a little tighter. “You okay?”

“I’m okay.” Then she giggles softly. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk right for a while, and I’m already embarrassed about what’s going to happen when you pull out, but I’m okay.”

God, I love her.

“That being said,” she tilts her head so she’s looking up at me, those green eyes glassy and hooded while I search them and ask, “We didn’t talk about protection.”

Hazel smiles. “We’re covered.”

“I’m clean, have to get tested regularly for the CFA and I haven’t been with anyone in over five years.” All things she already knows, but I don’t want her to worry. “You’re actually the only woman I’ve been with raw.”

Sunny smiles, then kisses my jaw. “So, I get one of your firsts too, then?”

“I guess you do.” I chuckle. “And while I intend to make all the babies with you one day, I just want to know if today might have been one day .”

“I’m on the pill. Have been for years because, well, you don’t need details, but I’m on the pill. No baby today.”

I sigh and sink a little further into the pillows. “Soon though. After we get married, you should stop taking it. We can shop for a house, have all the sex, and by the time I knock you up, we’ll be settled into our very own animal haven.”

Hazel giggles. “You know exactly how to get me to agree to anything, don’t you?”

“Absolutely.”

“Well, then I guess I’ll have to talk to my doctor. However, if it’s okay with you, Mr. Riley, I’d like to wait just a little longer before we start making babies. I’d like to enjoy my husband for a while before we start a family.”

Reluctantly, I lift her off my lap, kiss her lips, then swing my legs over the edge of the bed. “I’ll allow it. Who knows, my brother is all the sudden convinced I should move back to Georgia, maybe we’ll decide to do something like that in the meantime.”

“I’m game. Doesn’t matter where we are as long as we’re together.”

Ignoring the way what she said makes me want to cry because fuck, this girl literally just wants me , I get to my feet and head to the bathroom. “I’m going to get you cleaned up, baby, then we’ll get some sleep. We can map out our life after I fuck you silly a few more times.”

“Promise?” Hazel flashes me a grin as she settles onto her side, every inch of her naked body on display.

“Promise, baby.”

And fuck me, I absolutely mean that.