Page 66 of Knot Really Engaged
“Are you sure about us going bare?” she asks.
“Only if you are, baby,” my voice trembles. This is something I’ve never done in my life anddoing it with her scares me and excites me at the same time.
I watch as she climbs onto me, straddling my hips. I can’t help but admire the way her thighs flex as she lowers herself onto me. She’s slick with desire, and I can feel her heat enveloping me as she takes me inside her. Her cunt is like a velvet glove, tight and warm, gripping me in all the right places. I let out a groan as she starts to move, her hips rolling in a rhythm that’s both familiar and intoxicating.
“You feel so good,” I murmur, my hands finding her waist. I can feel her muscles tense and release under my fingertips as she rides me, her breath hitching with each thrust. Her eyes are closed, her head thrown back, and I can’t resist the urge to lean up and press a kiss to the curve of her neck. She shivers, her movements becoming more frantic.
I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensation of her body moving against mine. Her hips roll in a maddening rhythm, each movement sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I can feel her heat wrapping around me, her slickness making every stroke effortless.
Her breasts bounce with each thrust, and I can’t help but reach up to cup them in my hands. She moans, leaning forward to press her lips to mine.Our tongues dance together, tasting of sweat and desire.
“You feel so good,” she whispers against my lips, her breath hot and heavy. I can feel her muscles clenching around me, and I know she’s close. I want to draw this out, to make it last as long as possible, but I can feel myself slipping closer to the edge with every movement.
“Don’t stop,” I beg, my voice hoarse with passion. She smiles, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“I have no intention of stopping,” she says, her voice low and sultry. She shifts her weight, changing the angle of her hips, and I see stars. My vision blurs, my mind going blank as pleasure overwhelms me. I can feel myself pulsing inside her, my release triggering hers. We come together, our bodies shuddering with the force of our orgasms.
Her back arches, her head thrown back as she takes me deeper. I bury myself in her, relishing the feel of her warmth surrounding me, the slickness of her desire coating me. I can feel myself filling her, branding her with my seed, possessing her in the most primal way possible.
Mine, I think, feeling a surge of possessiveness.
She’s mine.
Truly mine.
She collapses against me, her breath hot againstmy neck. We stay like that, panting and sweaty, our bodies still tangled together. I can feel her heart hammering against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. She rests her head on my shoulder, her breathing slowing as she comes down from her high.
“I love you,” she murmurs, her voice soft and sleepy. I smile, my heart swelling with the intensity of the words.
“I love you too,” I reply, my voice thick with emotion. And I mean it. I’ve never felt more alive, more myself.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Audrey
I standon the balcony of Liam’s beach house in Carlsbad, my eyes fixed on the waves crashing against the shore. The salty breeze whips through my hair, and I can’t help but smile. There’s something about the ocean that always calms me and makes me feel grounded.
I hear the door open behind me,and I turn to see Liam walking in, his skin glistening with sweat from his run. He grins at me, and my heart does a little flip. How is it possible for someone to look so good after a workout?
“Enjoying the view?” he asks, walking over to join me on the balcony.
“I was,” I tease, “until you showed up and ruined it.”
He laughs, wrapping his arms around me from behind. “Ouch, babe. You wound me.”
I lean back into his embrace, relishing the feel of his strong arms. “I’m sure you’ll survive.”
We stand there for a moment, watching the waves together in comfortable silence. Then, Liam clears his throat. “So, I’ve been thinking . . .”
“Uh-oh,” I interrupt. “That’s never a good sign.”
He pinches my side playfully. “Hush, you. I’m trying to be serious here.”
I turn in his arms to face him, my eyebrow raised. “Okay, I’m listening.”
“I know this whole engagement thing started as a fake, but . . .” He pauses, looking down at the ring on my finger. “I don’t want it to be fake anymore.”
My heart skips a beat. “What are you saying, Liam?”
