Knight(54)

I instantly complied and his mouth was on me.

Oh God. Oh God.

God.

Yes, he was hungry. I knew it because he licked. He sucked. He engaged his fingers and they pressed, rolled, spread me open, thrust inside. He finger fucked me. He tongue fucked me. And when his mouth was sucking hard at my clit while two fingers were plunged deep inside, my back left the bed, my head pushed into the pillows, my fingers pulled at the sheets, my mouth opened and a low, deep, long moan tore out as it consumed me. Totally. Head-to-toe. The world melted away and there was nothing but Knight’s mouth on me and the intense, body-shattering orgasm he gave me.

It seemed to last forever and when I came down, my back settling into the satin, my chin dipping down, my eyes opening, I saw Knight kneeling between my legs. His ass was to his calves and he’d pulled my hips partially up his thighs. His eyes were hot on me, one of his hands cupping my sex, his other hand holding my leg wrapped around his waist. I hadn’t even noticed him move and position.

“Beautiful,” he murmured and I felt his thumb slide inside me as the rest of his hand stayed cupped to me. Then he ordered, “Lose the tee.”

He held my leg wrapped around him, his thumb inside, his hand cupping me as he watched me pull off the tee and toss it aside.

His dark eyes got darker and I trembled.

His thumb slid out, both hands moved to span my hips and he instructed, “Nightstand. Protection. You move but you don’t lose me.”

I licked my lips and rolled them together as I carefully twisted at the waist, reached to the nightstand, opened it and saw a mess of condoms resting in it. I grabbed one, left the drawer open and dropped to my back.

He reached out. I handed it to him then I stared in fascinated wonder as he tore it open with his teeth, slid it out and then I watched in panting fascinated wonder as he rolled it on his long, thick, large, beautiful (of course), perfect (completely, from tip to root) cock.

Oh God.

I could swear my breaths were moving the bed as I felt him move, my eyes went from his hard cock to see him bending over me. Then he gathered me in his arms and lifted me off the bed.

“Both legs around me,” he growled.

I acquiesced, he positioned me then slid me down and impaled me, filling me full. So full. So, so full.

Oh God.

My head dropped back.

“Look at me.”

My head came forward and I focused on him.

“I fuck hard, baby,” he whispered.

“Okay,” I breathed.

“In a second, you’re gonna lose all but my cock. I wanna watch you take me. You keep those legs tight around me as I take that pussy.”

“Okay.”

“You just gave yourself to me, that includes your pussy, your clit. It’s mine, Anya, you don’t touch it unless I tell you to. Even if you’re close and want it, you let me give it to you unless I wanna watch you helpin’ me. Clear?”

“Clear,” I agreed immediately.

His hand slid up my back and into my hair, tilting my face down so my lips were resting against his.

Then he whispered, “Prepare, baby.”

I didn’t need to prepare. I was already prepared. Totally.

Then he bent forward, put my back to the bed, moved away from me up to his hands on either side of me, arms straight and he did exactly what he said he was going to do.

As he watched, his eyes hot, hungry, greedy, moving over my face, my torso and dipped down to watch his cock driving inside me, he gave me nothing but that. My legs stayed wrapped tight around his hips as I took him and I clenched my fingers back in the sheets.

He was strong, he had stamina but it wasn’t hard. It was rough, brutal.

Brilliant.

Watching him watching me, watching him fuck me, I liked it. A lot. So much, it overwhelmed me. My legs tensed tight, my fingers pulled at the sheets and I felt the walls of my pussy clutch tight as it swept through me, God, so deep, so strong, so unbelievably sweet.

It also lasted a while and during it I felt his body cover me and his thrusts, already savage, bucked harder, deeper, jolting me even more under him.

“Fuck, that cunt,” he grunted in my ear. “That sweet, fuckin’ cunt. My cunt, so fuckin’ beautiful.”

Oh God.

“Arms around me, Anya.”

I wrapped my arms around him.

“My baby’s cunt, so fuckin’ sweet,” he growled. “Eyes, Anya, I want you lookin’ at me when I come in that cunt.”

My head turned, his came slightly up and his eyes locked on mine.

“So,” he thrust in hard, “fuckin’,” he thrust in harder, “beautiful,” he groaned, driving deep and staying planted, his head slanting, his teeth sinking into my lower lip and my entire body went into spasm.

I knew he was coming down when his teeth released my lip, his tongue glided over it soothingly and some of his weight left me as he planted a forearm in the bed beside me.