“Put your leg over my shoulder,” I order, gripping her ass tight. When she complies, I repeat the command. She tentatively lifts her other leg, and I use my leverage to brace her against the wall. Pride hums in my chest as her weight settles on my shoulders.
She’s vulnerable in this position. Exposed. The fact that she trusts me enough to share this moment speaks for itself.
“You taste so fucking good, Ava.” I flick my tongue across her clit, and her thighs quiver. “I could spend all day eating this pussy.”
“Do that again.” She tugs on my hair. “Please.”
“Since you asked so nicely.” I repeat the motion, using just the tip of my tongue. The move earns me another quiet whimper. “Oh, you like that, do you? What about this?”
I slip a finger inside of her and slowly withdraw it.
“Mmmhmm.”
“Can you take another one?”
She nods.
“That’s right. I know exactly how you like it.” This time, I slip two fingers inside of her, hooking them slightly. “I know you like me to fuck you with my tongue and my fingers. That’s how you get off, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” She gasps, tightening her grip on my hair as I pump my fingers in unison with my tongue. “Yes, yes, yes.”
I work her like that for a few minutes, steadily increasing the pace as she spirals toward release.
Her head is thrown back, and though her hair is mussed and her lipstick is smeared, she’s never looked better. Her body tightens around my fingers. She’s getting close. It won’t be long until she flies over the edge, losing herself in the throes of pleasure.
I’ve waited so long for this, spent years searching bars and airports in hopes of crossing paths with her again. Now that I’ve found her, it’s going better than I could have ever hoped. I’m not perfect—who is?—but I might just be perfect for her.
“Knox? I want to feel you inside me.” She cradles my face in her soft hands. “Really feel you.”
Thank Christ. I’m about to blow my load.
“Do you have a condom?” I should’ve brought one like a responsible adult, but I promised myself we were going to take it slow.
“They’re in the bedroom.”
I scoop her up in my arms and carry her up the stairs.
6
AVA
Holy.Crap. I knew Knox was strong, but the way he carries me up the stairs like I weigh nothing at all is the stuff of fantasies.
What are you doing? This is completely unhinged.
No, it’s not. I’m a twenty-nine-year-old woman with healthy urges. Why shouldn’t I indulge them?
Because it’s not your style.
True, but Knox seems to bring out a side of me I didn’t even know existed. I can’t explain it, but he puts me at ease. He’s cool and confident. More importantly, I never feel like he’s judging me.
So, yeah, maybe my inhibitions are down, but I like the way it feels.
I had a great time on our date tonight. The conversation was good, and we obviously have chemistry. I’d like to see where things go.
Besides, it’s not like we haven’t had sex before.
Knox heads straight for the main bedroom and pushes the door open with his foot. The room is dark, save for the soft glow of the moon streaming through the window. He’s careful not to bump my head as we squeeze through the door, and when hedeposits me on the bed, I climb to my knees and pull him in for a kiss.