Page 57 of Doomed
Knox’s fingers play at the edge of my dress,
“Tell me, Bianca,” he says huskily. “Do you want me to eat that pussy like it’s my last meal?” He slides his hands up my thighs, teasingly close but not touching the ache that I desperately need soothed. “Because if you do, I need to hear you beg for it. Beg me to make you come.”
My breath catches in my throat. The hunger in his eyes makes my knees weak, and I’m painfully aware of how wet I am, how desperately I want his mouth on me. But begging Knox Blackwood? Giving him that satisfaction after months of his relentless pursuit?
“Fuck you,” I whisper, but there’s no conviction behind it.
“That’s not begging,” he says, his thumbs making small circles on my inner thighs. “Try again.”
I bite my lip, fighting the words that want to spill out. My pride wages war with my desire, but the throbbing between my legs is becoming unbearable. Knox waits patiently, watching me crumble.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please what?” He leans closer, his breath teasing my aching flesh. “I want to hear exactly what you want me to do.”
My fingers tighten in his hair. “Please eat my pussy,” I say, my voice trembling with need and embarrassment. “Make me come. Please, Knox.”
A triumphant smile spreads across his face as he looks up at me. “Now was that so hard?”
I clench my jaw, shame and desire warring inside me. I’m about to tell him to go to hell, to take back my moment of weakness?—
But before I can form the words, his mouth is on me, hot and demanding. His tongue flicks against my clit with devilish precision, followed by a sucking sensation so intense it’s almost unbearable.
“Oh god!” I cry out.
The orgasm hits like lightning—immediate, overwhelming, electric. My legs buckle as my release tears through me. Just as I think I’m going to crumble to the floor, Knox wraps a hand around the back of my left thigh, lifting it gently to secure it over his shoulder. The angle gives him complete access to torment me, but also secures my ability to remain against the wall. My fingers clutch his hair desperately as I ride out the most intense climax of my life. I’ve never come this fast before, never from seconds of contact.
I tremble uncontrollably as pleasure crashes through me in relentless waves, wetness flooding between my thighs.
Knox makes a greedy growl against me, his hands gripping my hips to help keep me upright as he devours everything I give him, his tongue merciless in its pursuit.
When the shuddering finally subsides, I’m left gasping, clinging to him for support because my legs have transformed into jelly. Knox pulls back enough to meet my gaze, my arousal glistening on his lips and chin.
“You’re such a good fucking girl for me,” he growls. “So sensitive. So perfect.” His thumb brushes over my still-throbbing clit, making me jerk. “Coming so goddamn fast because like me, you’ve been wanting this since the moment we met.”
I want to deny it, to preserve some shred of dignity, but I know at this point that ship has sailed. There’s no more denying what I crave from him. The truth is written in my trembling thighs and the wetness all over his face.
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KNOX
Idon’t stop after that first orgasm. Not when she tastes this fucking good, not when her thighs are trembling around my head, not when I’ve waited this long to have her.
“Knox,” she gasps, her voice breaking as I dive back in. “I can’t?—”
But she can. And she will. I flatten my tongue against her clit, working her in slow, deliberate circles until her hips start rocking against my face again. Her fingers tighten in my hair, pulling almost painfully as her second climax builds.
“That’s it, princess,” I murmur against her slick flesh. “Give me another one.”
When she comes again, she cries out louder, shaking violently against me. I grip her ass, holding her against my mouth as she tries to squirm away from the intensity. The power I feel as she falls apart is intoxicating.
But I’m not done, not by a long shot.
“One more,” I demand, diving back in.
“Please, I can’t—” Her protests dissolve into a choked moan as I suck her clit between my lips, flicking my tongue rapidly against the sensitive bud.
This time, when she comes, her legs give out completely. I hold her up, devouring every drop of her release as she sobs my name, her pussy twitching against my mouth.
