Yeah, let’s definitely get this show on the road.
With reluctance, I tear my lips from his as Knox watches me from under dark lashes. His hand cups my cheek.
“Melia, you’re killin’ me,” he whispers, and I love the way he’s turned my name into two syllables. “Absolutely fuckin’ killin’ me.”
I turn my head and take his thumb into my mouth, biting down then sucking. His sharp intake of breath stokes confidence in me. When I release it, I grin down at him.
“Trust me, Knox. It’ll be worth the wait.” I’m throwing the words back in his face. Tit for tat, am I right?
As I gradually make my way down his body, I pay equal amount of attention to each road mark I come across along the way. It’s killing him, it’s killing me, this slow journey, but I don’t want to leave a single inch of him untouched. Unkissed. Unpleasured.
I want him undone.
I press kisses along the curve of his neck and down his chest, nibbling, licking, and sucking his nipples until they pebble beneath my mouth. Knox’s fists his hands at his sides, and he’s stock-still until my tongue traces along the hard planes of his abs. His ensuing tremble sends shivers of my own along my spine, and I make quick work of getting down to where his hard erection waits for me.
As I kneel between his legs, with my hands gripping muscled thighs, I want to sigh at the vision of him. All tanned muscle and sinew. I could spend hours worshipping his hard body. Time to get down to business.
My hands explore that delicious V between his hips, getting so close to his erection but stopping before I make contact. He’s already incredibly firm, and the knowledge that I’m the one doing this to him makes me want to please him all that much more.
My gaze settles on his rigid, thick cock, which pulsates with need. It’s the most erotic sight. I grip his shaft and lean in close, placing a teasing kiss on the tip. He jolts at the contact, which causes me to grin at him. My tongue swirls around the head, feeling the silky-smooth tip, not going any further.
“Mmm…” I moan, seeing the gleam of desire in in his eyes. “Who knew you’d taste as good as you look?”
His thighs clench, and his cock twitches with anticipation. I know he can’t take much more of my teasing, so without preamble, I take him into my mouth, relishing in his thickness, knowing that taking him all the way isn’t going to be an easy task. Good thing I’m always up for a challenge.
His hand comes down to the top of my head, his fingers tangling in my hair. I slowly draw him in and out as I make him wet. His taste is a mixture of salty sweetness. I pull him in farther, closing my eyes to concentrate on his pleasure. As wet as I am, this is solely about him. I suck in my cheeks and grip the base of his cock as my head bobs in and out, increasing the suction. My tongue moves in a simultaneous rhythm, a perfect harmony of my licking and sucking along his shaft.
After I work him over, I return my cheeks back to normal and gently release until only his tip remains in my mouth. My tongue swirls, flicking the tip and teasing him. Opening my eyes, I lean forward, open my throat, and take him all the way in until my nose is pressed up against his skin. When he shudders, I know I’ve hit the spot. Slowly, I retreat, and he groans as his cock leaves my throat. Not wanting to disappoint him, I deep-throat him again. His moans of ecstasy reverberate throughout the room; he’s so damn close. More than anything, I want to get him off, and I want to get him off now.
I devour him, engulfing the sinewy length of him, fucking his cock with my mouth like there’s no tomorrow. Hell, there could be no tomorrow for us, and the thought causes my senses to go into overdrive. Suddenly, I want more than just to taste him. I crave the sweet reward shooting into my mouth.
Knox, however, seems to have other plans. He tries to pull out of my mouth, but I suck him harder, keeping him in place.
“Melia, stop,” he groans. “I’m going to come.”
I want him inside me. But I’m too far gone for this. I ache for his release first.
His eyes are hooded, his face contorted with painful pleasure as he tries to hold himself back—something I do not want him to do. My hands move around to grip his ass so I can take him in as deep as I can take him. I can’t wait any longer. I crave the taste of his climax. I hum, knowing that the vibrations will help send him over the edge—and I’m not wrong.
His hand tightens in my hair, almost to the point of pain. His thighs quiver, and the vein in his dick vibrates against my tongue as his cock jerks. When I increase the suction of my mouth, his echoing pleasure empowers me to keep up my frantic pace as he fucks my mouth. He pumps harder, deeper, and I devour him. His breathing increases, and with one last long pull, he gives in to ecstasy. He floods my mouth with a hot stream of salty sweetness, and as he tries to pull out, I grip his ass to keep him in place, milking every last drop out of him. As I swallow his load, I slowly slide back, sucking along the way until I reach the tip. My tongue swirls around his sensitive head, the act causing him to shudder beneath me.
After one last kiss to the tip of him, I rest back on my knees and peek up at him. His demeanor is full of satiation and pure pleasure. So I rise from my knees, only just now feeling the ache in them.
“Ah. Thank you, Knox,” I whisper, licking my lips. “That was delicious.”
He snaps out of his pleasure trance and looks up at me in disbelief. “Thanks? You’re thanking me?”
I grin as he falls back onto the bed, bringing me until I’m nestled on top of him. Our naked bodies, slick with sweat from the heat in the air, press together, and it’s killing me not to grind against him.
His hand comes up as he trails a finger across the curve of my cheek. “Jesus Christ, woman. No one’s ever taken me that deep before.”
Even though I know I’m only the second woman he’s been with, I still take it as a win. Smug satisfaction spreads throughout my body like a thick, hot stream of molten lava, sending every one of my nerve endings aflame.
Raising an eyebrow, I crawl on top of his still hard erection. “And now it’s time for me to say the same.”
Thankful I thought to grab condoms from Sunny’s stash—five freaking days ago—I lean across to my nightstand and take one out. Knox watches with desirous eyes as I rip it open with my teeth then smooth it on over his cock.
Settling in over him, I position myself to take his length, first rubbing it along my folds, spreading my wetness over him. He tries to take hold of it, but when I shoot him a glare, he settles back against the pillow, his fists at his sides. I reposition my hips, allowing the tip of him to glide into my entrance.
Paradise.
Inch by slow fucking inch, I fill myself with all that is Knox, and when he’s buried firmly inside me, I close my eyes and relish our sensual connection. I hold still, taking it all in, the way he’s stretching me, filling me, completing me.
I take his mouth, our tongues instantly tangling as I slowly start to rock my hips in a circular motion, creating the most delicious friction on my clit. Knox’s fingers trail along the curve of my spine, and I’m surprised at how he seems content at our languid pace, the previous ravenous desire transforming to a slow burn.
It’s all too much.
Yet it’s not enough.
I need more.
My eyes drift closed as I tear my mouth from his, leaning back, his cock filling me even more profoundly than before. His warm hands roam my body, cupping my breasts while he alternates between squeezing and caressing.