Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38800 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 194(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
The more he teased and played with my tits, the more out of control I felt. It was like I was on a roller-coaster, only I couldn’t quite get to the top. I knew that once I finally made it to the top of that first hill, the plunge downward would probably drive me mad.
Knox pushed me back, so I rested against the wall while he worked the fastenings of my jeans. He forced them down over my hips, taking my panties with them. The second they were out of the way, Knox dipped his head to swipe his tongue through my folds.
My muffled scream was loud in the little shed. Thank God, Knox put his hand back over my mouth, because I was sure I was loud enough as it was. The very last thing I wanted was for someone to come in on us.
Then Knox smacked the side of my thigh. “Eyes on me, Evelyn,” he snapped. “You look at me. Keep your attention on me.” He licked me again, and I felt moisture gush from my pussy with each masterful stroke from his tongue.
I did as he commanded because I was helpless to do anything else. Knox was my anchor. He was driving me higher and higher, and I knew that when he finally let me fall, I’d give him everything inside me.
He took a couple more tastes from my cunt before he lifted me and spun me around. Taking my wrists in each hand, he placed them on the bench, pushing my back until I bent at the waist, resting my upper body on the cool wood.
I heard a ripping sound and turned to look over my shoulder as Knox slipped the condom over his cock. He bared his teeth at me before gripping my hair and forcing me to face forward.
“Stay still,” he growled at me, his hand holding my back down to keep me in the position he wanted me in.
Then he entered me in one sharp, swift stroke. I sucked in a breath to scream, but Knox’s hand clamped over my mouth once more. His hot breath was harsh in my ear, and I shuddered.
Only giving me precious seconds to adjust to his size, Knox started to fuck me. Hard, fast strokes hitting deep inside me put every nerve ending I had on high alert. I felt like I was about to explode out of my skin. It felt good. It felt freeing. Like the buildup swamping me would get rid of all this restless energy. And grief.
I braced my hands on the wooden bench and pushed back, fucking Knox while he fucked me. I needed more. I needed him to take complete control and force me to his will. I think maybe I needed to know he was not only capable of dominating me, but that he would when I needed it.
As if he read my mind, Knox snagged my arms and pulled them back behind me. He looped his arm through them and held my upper arm with one hand while the other clamped back over my mouth once more.
The second he had a good grip, Knox pounded inside me. Like a jackhammer. I was completely overloaded. All I could do was take what Knox gave me.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised. “Takin’ my cock so fuckin’ good.”
I grunted behind his hand, sucking in air through my nose and screaming.
“You need to come?”
I tried to scream that, yes, I need to come so fucking bad, but Knox didn’t remove his hand. He seemed to understand, though, because he put his mouth right beside my ear and growled, “Come.”
Like he’d flipped a switch inside me, my body detonated. My knees gave out, but Knox held me up. He didn’t stop fucking me. Knox pinned my body between his and the bench, his cock as deeply inside me as he could get it. I screamed behind his hand, thrashing in his arms while a raging, angry orgasm engulfed me. The blast was nothing short of nuclear. Every emotion inside of me seemed to focus on that fucking orgasm, dragging it out to give my body and mind enough time to expel all the negative emotions, the grief in my heart.
When I finally reached the bottom, I was exhausted. I couldn’t stand, but that didn’t seem to matter. Knox kept an arm clamped around my waist to hold me up as he fixed my pants and snagged my shirt. I floated on a tranquil sea after the storm. Knox was my anchor. My rock. The glue holding me together.
“I love you, Knox.” I have no idea where the words came from, but I couldn’t deny them, or take them back. I didn’t want to do either. For all he’d done for me and given me, Knox deserved to know the truth. And that truth was I was completely in love with the man. Anything I thought I’d felt for Danny was nothing compared to the love I felt for Knox. Nothing.