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His lips were devilishly soft, sending tingles down my spine. I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped my lips as he suckled the peak of one breast, then the other. The sensation was almost too much to bear. My hands wound their way into his hair, holding him to me. I wished I’d worn something sexier, but this was so far from the way I thought this day would go it wasn’t even funny.

“You’re so beautiful, Evie. Every inch of you.”

He reached back between his shoulder blades and pulled his shirt over his head. The magnificence of tattooed skin and hard muscle he revealed was like something out of my most fevered fantasies. I ran my hands across his chest, the slight dusting of hair abrading my palms.

“You’re beautiful too.” I don’t know why I said that. A man like Knox probably wouldn’t appreciate it, but he was. He was cut like a Greek statue. A god with the power to consume a mortal woman like me. Still, I craved more of his touch.

The corners of his lips lifted, and he shook his head. “Guys ain’t beautiful.”

“You are.” I let my hands feather over his broad shoulders and muscled triceps. “Never seen a man so perfectly made.” My voice was a husky whisper. I sounded as in awe of him as I felt.

Knox slid his hand to my waistband, sliding my pants and panties over my hips and down my legs before tossing them onto the floor. I trembled as he lay back on top of me.

“This goes as far as you want it, honey. If you want me to make you come over and over until you pass out, I’ll do that. But I don’t have to fuck you. Not if you don’t want me to.”

“Don’t even think about backing out now,” I snapped. “You started it, you have to finish.”

That got a bark of laughter from Knox. “God, this is going to be one hell of an adventure.” He kissed me again before sliding down my body, kissing his way to the top of my mound.

My body arched as his mouth teased my pussy just above my clit, and I moaned in pleasure. Our connection had grown rapidly despite having only known each other for a short time. Which should have scared me. After all, I’d just ended a thirteen-year relationship with this man’s brother.

“Can’t say I expected this. But I’ll be Goddamned if I’m giving you up just because I wasn’t prepared for you.”

His words inflamed me further, and I canted my hips up to meet his mouth. “Knox,” I cried out his name as he slid two long fingers inside of me, curling them just right, and I nearly went off the edge.

“That’s it, baby. So fuckin’ wet.”

He licked me from top to bottom, his tongue swirling around my clit before he sucked it gently into his mouth. My back bowed off the bed, my hands fisting in the sheets with a strangled cry. He was right, I thought as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me in a wild crescendo. I knew I was wet, could feel moisture on my inner thighs. Hell, I could feel the gush of moisture as that orgasm exploded within me.

“So fuckin’ beautiful.” Knox’s words were said almost reverently. When I looked down at him between my thighs, his gaze was focused squarely on mine.

Very slowly, he moved to his knees, retaining a hold on my thighs and draping them over his as he settled closer to my apex.

“This first time might go quicker than I’d like, but unless you stop me, I’m getting ready to fuck you good, Evelyn.” He pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and opened it. I stiffened, thinking he was going to insult me in the worst possible way. If he threw down some bills, making this a transaction… Yeah. Not only would I shatter, but I’d probably kill him. Then my kids would be left with Danny as a father. The thought was sickening.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Knox snapped. “I’m not above paying a woman for sex but not you. Never you.” He plucked two condoms from his wallet and tossed them on the bed beside me.

“I’m sorry.” My arms went reflexively over my breasts to cover myself. “Sorry.”

Immediately, his expression softened. “My brother really did a number on your self-esteem, didn’t he?”

Had he? I hadn’t really thought about it until this moment. “I’m so sorry, Knox. I didn’t mean --”

“Shh… It’s all right. You didn’t do anything wrong. I shouldn’t have snapped at you, and I should have explained.”

“It’s a fucking condom, Knox.” I sniffled. “Where else are you gonna keep it? Pretty sure most men carry one in their wallet.”

Instead of blowing me off or laughing at me, Knox stretched back down on top of me. “Given that you’ve spent more than a decade with a man who disrespected you in every way he could, that he fathered two children with you but was never committed to the relationship, you have every right to question my sincerity, Evelyn.”

“You’re not your brother.”

“No. I’m not. I think you know that, too.” He shifted so he could rest his hand on my chest. “But your heart needs protecting. It’s not going to accept anyone so quickly, no matter what your mind tells it.”

“I’m not sure you’re right about that. It was more my pride. Because the second I saw Danny in this house, and the second I saw you come in after him, I knew I’d never felt anything for Danny. Even the affection I’d had for him when we first got together faded a long time ago. He was a shadow in our lives. A ghost. Nothing more.”

He tilted his head at me, his brows narrowing together. “You didn’t love him.” It wasn’t a question.

“No. And I know that for certain because I was never drawn to him the way I’m drawn to you.”

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