Page 53 of Knot Forgotten

He smiles down at me, making me realize I’m on my back, beneath him. Tension replaces the teasing, and every single atom in my body feels it. His face smooths out, and he searches my eyes for something. He must find it because his attention dips to my lips.

“I”m going to kiss you, Rinny,” he says, his voice husky and low.

I give a small nod of agreement, and that is all it takes before his lips are pressed to mine. Slow and soft turns to needy and frantic in seconds. He tugs the blanket away from my arms so I have full autonomy in the moment, breaking the kiss for only a moment.

“Touch me, Rinny.” Everything is in that single command.

I curl my fingers into his silky hair and take as much as I give. Even though I can feel the length of him pressed to my core, he doesn’t move to find friction. So I find purchase with my feet on the couch as I kick the blanket off of my legs, and I move as much as I can beneath him.

He groans into my mouth, and it sends a thrill through me. I may be technically innocent because I’m still a virgin, but my body knows what to do. And I prove it as I spread my legs wider, allowing him to settle more fully against me. The heat of him through his sweats and my leggings is fucking heaven. It almost feels like our clothing doesn’t matter.

“Oh fuck, cupcake,” he moans. “Shit, you are so fucking tempting. But we can’t–”

“We can’t?”

I don’t like that. I’m not sure if I’m thinking more with my omega brain or what, but I reach between us, snaking my hand beneath his waistband easily. My fingers brush against his swollen crown and the piercing there before reaching the shaft and curling my fingers around him and stroking until he releases a strangled-sounding moan.

“Rinny–” he says, pressing his forehead to mine as I stroke him. His chest is moving in rapid, panting breaths. “I don’t do this.”

“Do what?” I try to kiss him, and he dodges me, closing his eyes as if he’s in pain. I release him, slowly uncurling my fingers and pulling my hand out of his pants. Did I hurt him? Fuck. If I weren’t pinned beneath him, I’d be in my room hiding already.

He licks his lips and opens his eyes, staring down at me. Desire and lust mingle in the depths of his gaze, and it makes my stomach tumble.

“There are things…things I like, in bed…but they aren’t things for your first time.”

My voice is small when I whisper, “What are they?”

He captures my wrists and pins them to the couch above my head with one hand. Then he nudges my legs wider, pressing his full body weight between them. His other hand travels over my body, firm and undeniable in its path.

“Full control, cupcake. I want you spread out for me, secured in place, a blind fold over these pretty eyes while I touch you, please you, and claim you in every way possible.”

My stomach dips pleasantly, and I inhale before swallowing. He isn’t finished.

His hand glides down the side of my neck, his eyes watching the path. “Your skin is so pale and flawless, Rinny. It always has been. But having you naked in my bed, at my mercy, that isn’t a first time experience. You need someone that will ease you into taking a knot. I can promise you, I do not have that restraint once I reach that point. And I would slam into this pussy just to hear you scream.”

He cups me through the now-wet material, my body preparing me for his idea of sex.

“So tie me up, Blake. I can take it,” I say, urging him to prove his words to me. My whole body is vibrating with the need to experience what he’s promised.

His gray eyes drop shut again, and he draws in a steadying breath, pressing his fingers into my leggings as if they aren’t a barrier at all.

“You are so goddamn tempting, cupcake.”

I can hear the resolve in his tone. I've experienced Blake making decisions in the past, and I may be tempting to him, but he’s already made up his mind. So when he leans back, releasing me and kneeling on the opposite side of the couch than me, I know that not even shedding my clothes and strutting naked in front of him will change his mind.

I scoot up until my back is resting against the armrest behind me and draw my legs up to my chest. He runs his fingers through his hair and rubs at the back of his neck. His lips part and then close on words he doesn’t say.

Instead, he reaches down and grabs the blanket that fell to the floor, covering me with it. My eyes can’t help snagging on the proof of his erection in his sweats. I’m pretty sure he has the restraint of a fucking saint, so I’m not sure what he is talking about when he says he doesn’t. I don’t push him for more than he is ready to give me, and I don’t run and hide. What can I do but accept it?

CHAPTER 28

Matt

It is hard to stay away from Rinny over the next few days. I’ve given her the opportunity to restore the connections with the guys, but now I am craving her presence. Having her alone is intoxicating, even if I want the others to fix things with her.

So when the opportunity presents itself to have her alone, I take it. Riley has a swim meet that is three hours away, and Erin and I are going to make the trip to show our support. Blake and Cameron have homework they’ve been putting off to get done before class on Monday, so they won’t be joining us.

Erin settles into the passenger seat of my Ford Bronco. A graduation present, with some help from my savings from my dad. It is blue and my baby.

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