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The biker laid down and pulled me on top of him, straddling his erection. He lost all his clothes at some point. “I want to watch you bounce on my dick, Eliza. Ride this dick, baby.”
The lust in Knox’s eyes, the hunger that was evident in the intensity of his gaze on me, made me yearn for the escape from reality that only his touch could provide.
I slowly sank down onto his hard length, moaning softly as the familiar pleasure coursed through me. Knox’s hands gripped my thick hips, guiding me up and down on his thrusts. We moved in sync, our bodies creating a rhythm that seemed to mirror the beat of my heart.
“Fuck, Eliza,” Knox groaned. “You feel so fucking good.”
Leaning forward, I braced myself on his chest as I began to move faster, deeper, seeking to please him. He squeezed my ass harder, thrusting more urgently.
“Eliza,” Knox growled, his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made me shiver. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll forget everything else happening outside these walls.”
I nodded eagerly, ready to surrender to the desire that was now taking over both of us. With one last thrust, Knox rolled us over, pinning me beneath him as he plunged into me with abandon.
His thrusts became more frantic, each movement bringing us closer to our climax. I could feel Knox’s heart thudding against my own, his pulse matching mine as we moved together like perfect partners in a wild, incensed dance.
My nails dug into the biker’s tattooed muscle-bound arms as he slammed into me, my body arching up to meet him. The sweat on his forehead glistened, mingling with the salty taste of his skin as our lips collided. We moved like animals, growling and grunting, our bodies slick with sweat and arousal.
In that moment, as I clung onto him with all my strength, it felt as if the entire world faded into insignificance, leaving behind only the electrifying bond between us and the relentless pursuit of our simultaneous peak. I screamed his name as my orgasm washed over me, making my entire body tremble. Knox thrust into me harder, his face contorted in the bliss of his own release. With a final thrust and a powerful groan, Knox found his release within me, filling me with his warmth as he collapsed on top of me, spent.
Immediately I complained that he came inside of me. “I’m on the pill, Knox, but we’ve got to be more careful.”
“I’m sorry, Eliza. I just couldn’t help myself. I won’t do it again until you want me to. Not that I don’t want to put a baby in you.”
“I’ve already got one kid. And…” I was taken aback by his words. I just didn’t know what to say.
“And what, Eliza?” Knox’s eyes searched mine, a blend of vulnerability and passion shining through.
I looked back at him, my heart pounding. “I… I don’t know if I’m ready for that yet.”
His expression softened, his hand caressing my cheek gently. “Take your time, Eliza. I’ll be here, waiting for you when you’re ready. I love you. You’re mine now, and I want everything with you.”
I tried to speak, to say something meaningful to express how deeply his words resonated within me, but the words seemed to get caught in my throat. My heart swelled, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, I truly believed we could make it through this. I couldn’t help but marvel at the man who had become my protector. Mark’s death had shaken me to my core, but Knox’s unwavering support had been my everything.
We lay there in his bed, entwined, our bodies warm and connected, as the night pressed in around us. Knox’s words echoed in my mind, his love for me. The danger we faced was too real to ignore, but I finally found the courage to whisper, “Knox, I love you, too,” before I drifted off to sleep.
We spent the next few days in the cabin, analyzing every detail of our situation, trying to find a way to stay one step ahead. And our nights were filled with the ultimate passion as this biker showed me how much he wanted everything with me.
When it was time to return to my daily routine, I walked through the school hallways, my mind was full of the last week’s discoveries and dangers, each interaction with colleagues and students feeling like a play I was partaking in, my real concerns masked behind a facade of normalcy.
During my lunch break, I decided to call Birdie. We hadn’t really spoken since everything unfolded, and I longed for the comfort of her voice and her perspective. But the conversation that followed wasn’t what I had expected.
“Eliza, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you,” Birdie’s voice was hesitant over the phone, a tone I wasn’t accustomed to hearing from her. “It’s about Mark… and why I’ve been so distant lately.”
“Birdie, what are you talking about?” I asked, a knot of apprehension tightening in my stomach.
“I… I didn’t want to get involved, Eliza, but I’ve known about some of the people Mark was mixed up with. They’re bad news—involved in all sorts of illegal activities,” she confessed. Her words felt like a physical blow, the betrayal stinging sharply.
“You knew? Birdie, how could you not tell me? I thought I could trust you!” My voice broke, the pain evident.
“I’m so sorry, Eliza. I was scared. They threatened me, and I didn’t know what to do,” she pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion.
“Did you know about his other family, too?” I asked, pissed.
“No. I swear, I had no idea about that,” she started, but I hung up.
As I processed her words, the weight of her betrayal heavy on my heart, another unexpected visit at the school turned the day darker. Two police officers approached me just as the day ended, their faces grim.
“Ms. Martin, we have something important to discuss with you about Knox,” an officer began. “There are some past incidents in his record that you should be aware of. Incidents involving violence.”
