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Thank God for prison overcrowding. Without it, even with good behavior, he probably would’ve done at least a couple more years on his original sentence. Now he had the opportunity to start over, keep his nose clean, and try to rebuild some kind of life for himself.
Which was why he should be trying harder to get rid of Tenley. That woman had felony conviction written all over her.
So, why was he still with her?
He leaned into the shower and turned the water to its hottest setting. Maybe after a nice, long shower he’d be able to figure out why he hadn’t abandoned Tenley in that hotel bar and made a swift escape.
His gut told him she wouldn’t really sic the cops on him. Not with her purse full of fake IDs. There was no way she wanted too much police attention on her. He’d had plenty of opportunities to call her bluff and dump her somewhere. But he hadn’t.
Was it because she was so beautiful? He’d gone a long time without an ounce of beauty in his life. Was he now so deprived and desperate that he’d cling to a woman who could get him sent back to prison with nothing more than a few careless words from her pretty, pouty, highly fuckable lips?
That had to be it. Terminal horniness had eaten away at his brain for the past five years. And before he made any stupid mistakes (well, stupider mistakes), he needed to clear the pipes, so to speak.
He could probably clean himself up, put on one of the handsy bastard’s suits, and pick up a woman at the hotel bar without too much effort. But there was something about that scenario that made his stomach lurch.
Well, he supposed that in the short term, he’d just have to, uh, take matters into his own hands.
With a renewed sense of purpose, he climbed into the shower and made quick work of scrubbing the grime out of his hair and off his body.
When he was relatively certain he didn’t smell like prison anymore, he leaned forward into the steamy, near-scalding spray, bracing one hand on the white-tiled shower wall, and bowed his head before wrapping his fist around his cock.
Fuck.
It’d had been way, way too long. No wonder he was strung so tight that he was having completely inappropriate thoughts about the crazy woman he’d kidnapped.
Or had she kidnapped him?
His brain was playing a dirty, extremely detailed porn flick for him, starring Tenley with his cock as a supporting player. He tried not to, but he couldn’t stop imagining how she’d look as she dropped to her knees, tipped those gorgeous eyes up to his, and wrapped her lips around his painfully hard cock.
Something told him the feel of her sucking him into the back of her throat as he slid his fingers into the cool silk of her hair and urged her to go harder, faster, would be better than anything he could imagine.
And he could imagine a whole fucking lot.
Lust pounded through his veins so hard his knees almost gave out. He knew he should be thinking of something—anything—other than her while he was beating himself off, but he was too weak, too far gone, to stop.
That’s when he imagined her laid out like a buffet in that giant bed, wearing nothing but those ridiculously sexy, strappy heels of hers, thighs spread wide, just begging for him to bury his head between them.
He couldn’t stop the groan that tore its way out of his throat any more than he could stop jerking at his needy cock. Muscles shaking, breathing rough and disjointed, he squeezed his eyes shut and just went harder and faster.
How would she feel about him fantasizing about her like this? Would she be angry? Embarrassed? Would she—
“Knox?”
The sound of her voice on the other side of the door locked up every muscle in his body. Only his hand kept moving. He couldn’t stop that now under penalty of death. “What?” he bit out harshly.
“Geez, no need to growl at me like that. I just want to know how hungry you are.”
Starving. Fucking starving.
He looked down at the swollen, angry head of his cock peeking out of his fist. “Go away, Tenley.”
Her muffled voice sounded slightly annoyed as she said, “Fine. But if I don’t get enough of what you want, it’s not my fault.”
You have more than enough to satisfy me.
There wasn’t a single item on the hotel’s menu that would satisfy him as well as a single taste of Tenley’s sweet cunt.
And it was that thought that ultimately broke him. He had to bite down on his lower lip to keep her from hearing him as he came, splattering the shower wall as he squeezed every last drop of pent-up lust out of his cock.
