Page 39 of Stay with Me

“I want to taste you,” she says into my mouth.

I groan and nod. She moves down my body and takes me into her mouth. My eyes roll back as she bobs her head in my lap.

“Fuck,” I hiss.

Reaching for her face, I hold her still as I pump my hips up. She takes me with each thrust, only choking when I push in and still. I pull back as her salvia drips down my balls and into my crack.

The way she looks up at me is so fucking hot. I need to feel her wrapped around me again. Seeming to read that fact in my gaze, she sits up and turns around to straddle me and sink down on my cock.

I pulse inside her as she sits, adjusting to me. I grab her hips as she begins to bounce over me. My mind is blown by how good she feels.

She always feels good, but this is different. I feel this connection between us. It’s deeper than ever before.

“Knight, oh my God. You feel … you feel … oh God. You feel so amazing inside me.”

“Take all you can, baby. Use me for your pleasure. This belongs to you.”

She falters a bit as my words ring out. I roll my eyes and tighten my grasp. I reposition us until she’s on her side and take over.

I thrust into her until I’m so deep I don’t know where I begin and she ends. I want her to come out of her head. She may not be ready to admit it, but I’m hers. I always have been.

CHAPTER 16

Gifts

Reminisce

“Here, taste this one. I think you’ll like it,” Knight says handing me his wine glass.

“Thank you,” I say, taking the glass as I look into his eyes.

He gives me a sexy grin and wink. I can’t take my eyes off him as I swirl then smell the wine before taking a sip. It’s nice and smooth, with a smoky flavor. I knew he planned a weekend for us, but I wasn’t expecting this.

Today has been so romantic. We arrived first thing this morning for our romantic getaway. Breakfast was served as we settled into our luxury suite.

Knight looked so sexy in his white button up with his khaki shorts and sneakers. I decided to go with a flirty sundress for the ride here.

The decision was rewarded as Knight kept his hand on my thigh the entire ride here. The warmth of his palm grounded me. The closer we got to the vineyard, the more it started to feel like a real date and relationship.

The bubble is starting to tear a little. Reality is pressing against the barrier I’ve put up. I overheard Knight murmuring on the phone to Harris, his work buddy.

Calls with Harris always lead to danger and at that hour—nothing good can come from that call. I walked away to keep the bubble intact. We have the party at my parents’ next weekend.

It feels like that’s going to be our expiration date. I want to enjoy these last few days we have. Something will bring this all to an end.

That’s the one thing I’m almost certain of. I hate it, but I know it’s coming. I clench my teeth as the thought tries to take root.

“Where did you go?” Knight asks, pulling me from my spiraling thoughts.

I clear my throat and focus on him. “Nowhere.”

I focus back on him. He changed into a blue polo shirt and black shorts with black sandals after breakfast. The shirt is doing something to his eyes. His hair looks so full and shiny.

Knight’s a true California dream. He’s been turning heads since we’ve been here. I’m sort of grateful for the private tasting room. I’m not ready to look too deeply at why it annoys me so much that women have been ogling him.

“Um,” he murmurs.

“What?”

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