Page 47 of Capacity
“Someone needs your help, right?” He walked over and pulled me to my feet.
“You know Zachary Morrow?”
“He’s a senior, right?”
“Yeah. He comes to my office nearly every day and I know something is going on with him. I always try to coax it out of him but he never opens up so I’m shocked that he called.”
“You want me to go with you?” Knight examined me through the lens of his camera then put it down.
“I don’t think showing up with Principal Cunningham is what Zach wants,” I laughed a little and reached up to touch his smooth hair. One stubborn piece hung down almost in his eyes.
“I guess you have a point,” he chuckled. “Let me know how everything goes when you get back. I’ll head home.”
“I’ll stop by when I’m done,” I told him. I stood on my tiptoes to kiss his lips and it set my body on fire. Knight’s lips moved from my mouth to my neck and I groaned.
“You keep making those noises and I’m going to show the whole neighborhood how nasty you get when I fuck you and how I lose control when I’m inside of you.”
It had been a week since Knight and I first made love and I couldn’t get enough of feeling him inside of me. It was beyond anything I’d experienced with other men. He took time and learned my body. He made sure I was satisfied first and above all else. Every time I saw him, my body ached and begged for his touch.
“Knight,” I giggled, burying my face in his hard chest. “I have to go. I told Zach I’d be there in ten minutes and I’m out here giggling with you.”
“Is that so bad?” He flashed that golden-boy grin and my heart squeezed.
“Never. I still need to go though.” I went in the house to change and Knight was on my heels. His hands found my hips while we walked up the steps and into my room.
“Before I leave, I get to watch you strip,” he said, falling backward on my bed, clasping his fingers behind his neck. I shot him a wry glance and untied my apron. He watched with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and his eyes narrowed.
Next, my top came off followed by my pants. Ever since he kissed my scars and still looked at me like I was beautiful, being naked in front of him was nothing. I stood before him clad in a yellow sports bra and yellow and white panties. I zeroed in on the thick erection in his jeans and my belly flopped.
I knew I had to be somewhere but I still needed him. He was a potent drug that I didn’t plan on kicking any time soon.
“Take everything off,” he instructed, gripping his dick through his jeans. I didn’t take orders from anyone. I moved to the tune of my own song and I liked it that way but when Knight tossed out demands like that, something inside me melted.
Throbbed.
Ached.
Burned.
I peeled off my bra and panties while he kicked off his jeans and boxer briefs. I motioned for him to take off the shirt too and he obliged giving me a look at his perfect body. I climbed on top of him, pressing my thighs to his sides. The tip of his cock was aimed right at my entrance.
I was soaking wet between my legs. Knight groaned at the quick slip of friction between us when I leaned over to kiss his neck. While my tongue worked on his skin, he slid inside of me easily, stretching me to fit him like a glove.
“Ride my dick, baby. It’s all yours,” He reached up to pinch my nipples then he followed with his tongue licking and sucking until they turned stiff for him. I tossed my head back and bounced up and down on his cock with reckless abandon, bracing myself on his chest.
My ass clapped against his thighs and it made his cock pulse. His hands traced my deep curves sliding up and down my waistline, landing on my hips. “Fuck, Lumi I can’t get enough of your pussy.” His hands tightened on my hips, controlling my pace while I rolled my waist torturously slow. “Shit, you’re trying to make me come, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Work your magic so I can fill you up.” He slapped my ass so hard I yelped, but it made me move even faster on top of him. “Touch your clit for me.” I found my plump clit nestled between slick lips. Knight’s eyes were fixed as I moved around the tight bundle of nerves. His fingers found my nipples again and he squeezed.
I moaned in response, my body jerking involuntarily, twitching with the anticipation of my climax. Heat snaked up my spine forcing drops of perspiration to roll down my back.
“Oh, Knight. I’m about to come.” My words came out in staggered syllables as my orgasm clutched me in its unrelenting grip.
“That’s it, baby,” he growled, squeezing my nipples harder, forcing my spine to curl forward and unintelligible noises to drip from my lips. His hands left my breasts and found their place on my hips again. He thrust up hard and fast, plunging into me from below.
His name ripped from my mouth and pierced the air with all the desire and heat built up in my core.
