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When we finally arrive at the hotel, I’m expecting a standard room—something nice but simple, since this is a work trip after all. But when we step into the elevator, Knox presses the button for the penthouse.

“Wait… what?” I ask, turning to him with wide eyes. “Where are we going?”

He grins, that devilish, cocky smirk I’ve come to love. “Surprise.”

The elevator dings, and we step out into the luxury suite. My jaw drops as I take in the space—floor-to-ceiling windows with an incredible view of the city, plush furniture, a massive bed, and a private terrace with a hot tub.

“Knox,” I breathe, spinning around to face him. “This isn’t the room the conference organizers booked.”

“Nope,” he says, shrugging casually. “I upgraded us. Figured we deserve a little luxury.”

I blink at him, stunned. “You’re serious?”

“Babe, when am I not serious about you?” He steps closer, cupping my face in his hands. “You’re worth it, Rosie. Every single bit of it.”

Chapter 15

ROSIE

I’m still standing in the middle of the suite, my mouth slightly open as I take in the luxury surrounding me. Knox walks up behind me, his large hands sliding over my hips, and I shiver at the feel of his warm body pressed against mine.

“Do you like it?” he murmurs against my ear, his voice low and intimate.

“Like it?” I breathe, shaking my head slightly. “Knox, this is… this is amazing.”

“You deserve the best, baby,” he says, turning me in his arms so I’m facing him. His green eyes are smoldering, full of heat and something deeper. “And I always want to give it to you.”

My heart races as I stare up at him, the intensity of his words making my breath catch in my throat. He’s so serious, so certain—and for the first time in my life, I feel like I don’t have to question someone’s intentions. Knox isn’t playing games. He wants me, and he’s not afraid to show it.

Before I can respond, he dips his head and kisses me—slow and sensual at first, but it quickly deepens, becoming something more urgent, more consuming. His hands slide up my back, gripping me tightly as our tongues tangle, and I can feel the heat rising between us.

“Let’s christen this suite, shall we?” he murmurs against my lips, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

I laugh, pushing lightly at his chest. “You are insatiable.”

“For you? Always,” he growls, his hands moving to the zipper of my dress.

* * *

KNOX

I watch as Rosie’s black dress falls to the floor, revealing the soft, warm curves of her body that drive me wild. She’s a vision—full, lush, everything I’ve ever wanted in a woman. My hands twitch with the urge to touch her, to claim every inch of her skin.

She steps out of her dress, and I pull her close, pressing her body against mine. Her soft breasts press against my chest, and I groan at the sensation, at the way she fits so perfectly against me. My fingers trail down her back, slipping under the strap of her bra before I undo it with a flick of my wrist.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmur, my lips brushing against her neck as I pull the bra away, letting it fall to the floor. “Every inch of you.”

Her hands slide up my chest, her fingers curling into the fabric of my shirt as she tugs it over my head. I let her take control for a moment, relishing the feel of her touch on my skin, the way her nails scrape lightly against my muscles.

“I want you,” she whispers, her breath hot against my ear.

I groan, my cock already hard and straining against my jeans. “You have me, baby. All of me.”

* * *

ROSIE

By the time we’re both naked, my entire body is humming withanticipation. Knox’s hands roam over me, possessive and gentle at the same time, like he’s savoring every moment, every touch. And I can’t get enough of him.

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