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He continued to pump his fingers in and out of me slowly as I came down from what was a glorious high, sagging against him.
Knox lowered my leg back to the ground and slid his hand up my side. Tucking his fingers under my chin, he tilted my face up and kissed me softly, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth. He moved slowly as though we had all the time in the world, tasting me languidly and slanting his mouth over mine.
“Fuck me,” I whispered against his open mouth before lashing my tongue against his.
Knox groaned and picked me up again, this time lifting me a little higher and lining himself up against my entrance.
“If I’m too heavy you can put me down,” I murmured against his neck.
He froze and then said, “Look at me.” but when I still didn’t he gripped my thighs hard enough to leave bruises. “Now. Look at me, Abbigail.”
I did, my eyes meeting his. “Stop overthinking. Stop wondering if we’re doing the right thing. I want this. You. Stay with me,” he said quietly with a soft, almost loving expression on his face as he eased the head of his cock inside me. “Stay.”
I gasped as he slowly lowered me down onto his thick, hard cock. Adjusting to him was deliciously uncomfortable and I arched against him as he thrust up, hitting the spot that made me feel like my whole body was on fire. He stretched me to the point where I was unsure if I could take it, a little bit of pain mixing with the pleasure he was giving me. I clenched around him once, twice, gritting my teeth as I let out a slow breath.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked, his eyes searching my face.
I shook my head and bucked against him, needing more. “Fuck me, Knox. Please.”
He pulled out and thrust back in hard, slamming my back against the wall. I cried out and he grunted, squeezing my ass hard. “So. Fucking. Good.” he said through gritted teeth, slamming into me again and again.
God, I missed him. I missed the way he held me and the way he fucked me, the way he made me feel like I was floating and drowning all at once. I fucking missed Knox in every way a person can be missed.
I ground down against him, giving back everything he was giving me. I was with him stroke for stroke as he pulled and pushed, crying out as he drove deeper.
“Fuck, baby, I missed you,” Knox rasped and then turned, walking across the room with me still wrapped around him. He sat down on the edge of the couch, holding my hips so that he was still so deep I was posi
tive I could feel him in my stomach.
“Ride me,” he commanded and leaned back, breathing heavily as I gripped his shoulders for support, lifting and lowering myself, grinding down harder and harder just so I could hear him curse and groan.
“Knox,” I moaned, bouncing down on his cock while his hands reached up, cupping my face. He forced my mouth down to his, his tongue stroking mine as he swallowed every sound I made.
When he thrust up eagerly I knew he was close and began moving at a breakneck speed, my second orgasm fast approaching. “Come on my cock,” he ground out, his voice strained.
“Knox, Knox, Knox,” I chanted his name like a fucking prayer as I came again, clenching around him and burying my face against his shoulder, my teeth sinking into him. He thrust a few more times and then pulled out, coming on his own stomach with a deep, belly clenching groan that I wanted to play on repeat.
Breathless, I pressed my sweaty forehead against his and tried to calm my racing heart. Knox smiled the sweetest, most unguarded smile I’d ever seen on him, and I suddenly found myself wanting to stay for a lot more than just the orgasms.
Reaching down, I slid my index finger across his abdomen, dipping it in his warm, sticky come before sticking my finger in my mouth. I didn’t have to pretend to like it because the truth was that I fucking loved the way Knox tasted.
He groaned and then cracked his hand down hard against my ass, laughing as I yelped and tried to move off him. “Where the fuck do you think you’re going? I’m not nearly finished with you yet.”
After wrapping me in a sheet, Knox and I fell asleep on the couch. I awoke sometime later with sore limbs and muscles that felt like jelly. I was smiling from ear to ear as I sprawled out on top of him. Warm, content and pressed against the sexiest man I’d ever laid eyes on, I thought about how much I hadn’t expected any of this to happen. Not years later, anyway. I hadn’t felt so good in months, maybe even years. Sex with random men I saw casually wasn’t nearly as fun as sex with someone who knew my body as well as Knox knew mine. It was starting to seem the longer I stayed in Port James the more I realized how miserable I was in New York. Maybe I never really liked complete anonymity or maybe I never realized how lonely I was, or how much I missed my family.
I hadn’t said it out loud yet, but I knew I wasn’t planning on returning to the city that never sleeps.
It wasn’t because of Knox nor was it because of the incredible, mind blowing sex- though that was definitely fun- but because I felt like myself in Port James. I felt like I was finally home after spending so much time away. I didn’t want endless strings of car horns and city lights.
No, I wanted my cozy coastal town and everything that came with it.
Knox stirred and I kissed his bare chest, snuggling closer to him. “Beautiful,” he croaked and cleared his throat before pulling the sheet down and sliding a hand over my stomach.
I laughed and tried to pull the sheet back up only for him to tug it back down again. When we were younger, his comfort with brazen nakedness mortified me. He never had any issue with laying down on his bed without clothes on, not caring that I ogled him. Knox and naked were synonymous.
“It’s late,” I said, curling a leg over his hip. “I should go soon.”
He nodded his agreement and kissed me. “You should,” he said, nodding again even as he rolled on top of me and laced our fingers together, sliding them up above my head. We were chest to chest, my breasts plastered against him as he settled between my legs, his hard cock pressing against me. “Do you want to leave?”
