A quiet laugh rolls off my lips as I dip my fingers back inside my panties and begin touching myself.
Each gentle stroke is like a ripple on a pond, pleasure pulsing between my legs and flowing out through my limbs.
A year ago—heck, even two months ago—I couldn’t have pictured myself doing this, having sex over video, but it’s surprisingly liberating.
I’m in complete control, and Knox is at my mercy.
I circle my clit, and my eyes drift shut as tension begins to coil low in my pelvis.
“Eyes on me, darlin’.”
The words are little more than a whisper, but my eyelids snap open at the command in his voice. Knox is watching me, a look of intense hunger carved into his handsome features.
“Ah, ah, ah. You’re not in charge here.” I wink at him. “But if you were, I’d beg you to use your tongue.”
“You wouldn’t have to do that, because I’d be all in.” The corner of his mouth twitches, and he leans in close. “You know I like a sweet treat in the morning.”
The double entendre nearly undoes me.
I quicken my pace, rubbing my clit harder and faster.
Knox says something to his driver, but I can’t make out the words. I’m lost to the rush, chasing release as the tension between my legs ratchets higher with each pass of my fingers. It feels so freaking good, and if I can maintain this rhythm, I’ll get there.
It’s always been easier for me to come solo, but at least this way, Knox still gets to be part of the fun.
My knees fall open, hitting the pillows, and the phone tips over, landing face down on the mattress.
Knox either doesn’t notice, or he’s as deep in the moment as I am. It doesn’t matter. The only thing I can think about, the only thing that matters is release.
The tension between my legs is almost painful now. I’m so close…
“Oh, god!”
The words fly from my mouth unbidden, but I can’t stop.
If I could just…
“Yes.Yesyesyesyesyes.”
I’m so, so close.
A guttural moan explodes from my throat, and there’s a crash from downstairs. Or maybe that was just the unholy sounds coming from my mouth. I don’t know and I don’t care. I’m too far gone. My fingers move frenetically, each wave of pleasure stronger than the last. Each wave driving me closer and closer to the edge.
“Knox, Knox, Knox.” I chant his name, wishing he were here in the flesh.
Just when I don’t think I can take any more, release finds me and I go careening over the edge, my back bowing off the bed. I cry out and it’s Knox’s name on my lips as the bedroom door bursts open, banging loudly against the stopper. My eyelids fly open, and there he stands, sweaty, breathless, and completely feral.
KNOX
Too late.Too late. Too late.
Fuck.
Ava’s eyes go wide, and she scrambles onto the mountain of pillows at the top of the bed. I can’t blame her. I probably look completely unhinged. I’m pretty sure I gave the Uber driver crazy eyes before I leaped out of the car with my bag in tow.
Hell, I’m not even sure if I closed the front door because I was in such a hurry to get to her. To hold her. To see the look of pure bliss on her face when she orgasms.
“Knox.” She blinks slowly, as if not trusting her own eyes. “What are you doing here?”