Ashes(99)

A little dazed by that hot, heavy kiss, Harper nonetheless managed to shed her clothes without stumbling or losing her balance. She was rather chuffed with herself for that. "This is the part where you get naked too."



He skimmed his knuckles down the column of her throat. "There's something I like about you being naked while I'm fully clothed. I don't know what it is." He closed his hand around her breast, squeezing it just the way she liked. She arched into him, gripping his arms. "I'm going to fuck you, Harper. I want you to come hard for me. Want you to feel my cock throbbing inside you. Want you to feel my come shooting deep in you. But first, I want to watch you suck my cock." He tipped his chin at the black leather sofa behind her. "Sit."


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Well now. Engines revving like crazy, Harper backed into the sofa and sat.



Knox moved to her. Without being asked, she undid his fly – not quickly and clumsily, but slowly and deftly. His cock sprang out, but she didn't move. She waited for his direction. He slid his fingers through her hair. "You can be such a good girl when you want to be, can't you?"



Harper smiled. Oh, she could be a very, very good girl. It just didn't happen often.



Bunching her hair in his hands, Knox tugged. "Open for me." She did, and he thrust into her hot mouth. "Suck hard. That's it." He didn't need to tell her what to do or how to do it. She knew exactly what he liked and exactly how he liked it. And she gave it to him. Danced her tongue around his cock. Sucked hard enough to make her cheeks hollow. Swallowed so that he felt her throat contract around him.



Using his grip on her hair to hold her still, he took over and fucked her mouth. She didn't object, didn't fight him. Didn't move other than to drag her nails down the back of his thighs. He felt the telling tingle at the base of his spine and knew he had to stop. Pulling out of her mouth, he snatched her head back and traced her swollen lips with his finger. "How wet are you?"



"Why don't you find out for yourself?"



"I think I will. Up." He helped her stand and kissed along her neck. "I want to know how wet you are. Show me."



Understanding, Harper dipped her finger inside her and then held it up to him. Eyes locked with hers, he took the glistening finger into his mouth and sucked it clean. She licked her bottom lip, watching as the raw need in his dark eyes flared. God, she hoped he didn't start teasing her. Since reaching the last stage of the pregnancy, she'd had a quicker trigger than usual. Right then, she needed to be fucked. Not teased. Not toyed with. Fucked.



"Kneel on the sofa and hold onto the back."



Doing a happy dance in her head, Harper turned and did as he'd asked. She let her eyes close as he dragged his tongue up her spine, ending his journey with a nip to her nape. "Knox -" Her mouth fell open in a silent gasp as he sank a finger inside her and swirled it around.



"Soaking wet, exactly how I like you." He twisted her hair into a ponytail, jerked her head back, and drove his cock deep into her pussy. He swore as her walls squeezed him tight and she let out one of those throaty moans that made his balls ache. "I love that sound. Let's see if we can make you do it again." He slowly pulled back and then plunged inside her. "And there it is." 



Knox rode her hard. Pumped into her fast and deep, like he'd never get enough. And he never would. Never. He'd always need and crave her, crave this. It wouldn't matter if they were together years, decades, centuries – the longing that burned inside him for her would never leave. And he never wanted it to.



As her pussy started to quake around his cock, he stilled and gave a slight tug on her hair. "Not yet. You don't come until I've come, and I'm not ready to leave this pussy yet."



Harper shook her head, sure she couldn't hold on for long. "This is gonna happen with or without you, big guy."



"Wait for me," he rumbled into her ear. He knew she would. Knew she'd hold on if he asked her to. Knew she'd do it just because it pleased him, and he fucking loved that.



Harper hissed as his teeth dug into her neck and he started plowing into her again. Not because the bite hurt, but because she liked the sting of pain and it pricked at the orgasm she was fighting. Each slam of his cock was smooth, sure, and possessive. Every now and then, he'd slow his pace and give a few gentle thrusts, but then he'd resume pumping into her fast and hard – keeping her off balance. "Knox, seriously, I can't fight it."