Page 100 of Burnout
“I want you,” I rasp. “All of you. Fuck me stupid.”
He pauses, and I arch up and glance back at him.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m positive.”
He doesn’t move and I wonder if maybe I made him wait so long that he doesn’t want to anymore, so I add, “If that’s still what you want.”
His brows lift almost comically. “Princess, I’ve been dreaming of fucking you since the first time I saw you in that frilly pink dress and white shoes.”
“Really?”
He looks me straight in the eye and there’s no hint of teasing or bluffing when he says, “Really, Avery. That day and every day since.”
My stomach swoops at his admission. One second I’m half-bent over the motorcycle and the next he’s got me in his arms, kissing me harder than he ever has. I feel it everywhere. My hands roam over his chest and stomach and then lower to undo his pants and push them down.
He lets out a low growl when I wrap my fingers around the base of his dick, then he spins me back around and pushes me down on the bike like he can’t wait a second longer.
My heart races as I wait for him. I can hear the rip of the foil and our ragged breathing. The anticipation is almost more than I can take.
My breath catches when the head of his cock nudges my entrance.
“Hold on tight, princess.” He pushes in and my eyes roll back as my body stretches to accommodate him. I’ve barely taken him a couple of inches, but it feels so good. So full, so complete.
“So damn tight.” His words are clipped as he guides me farther onto him. When I’m finally taking all of him, we both go still.
“So damn big,” I say back.
He pulls out and pushes back in a few times until I can take him easily. Our movements are still slow and controlled, but it has my orgasm building fast anyway. Knox leans down, and with one hand, guides my face around enough that he can kiss me deeply while buried inside of me. It’s so sensual and comforting that tears prick the back of my eyes.
Knox tears his mouth away from my lips and bites the spot where my neck and the top of my shoulder connect. His movements become faster, pounding into me harder.
I can’t believe I held out so long. We could have been doing this for weeks. It feels even more incredible than I imagined.
When I start to whimper and cry out his name, Knox squeezes my ass from either side, clenching me around him tighter. “Are you going to come all over my dick, princess?”
“I’m close, but you feel so good I don’t want it to end.”
“Don’t worry. I don’t plan to stop until you’ve come so many times you’ve lost track.” With that, he thrusts faster until I’m crying out and squeezing him so tight that it’s hard for him to push in and out.
I barely have time to catch my breath before I feel the next wave of pleasure crashing.
“Avery,” Knox says my name throaty and low. Bursts of light flash in my vision and he goes still as we both come. My legs are shaking underneath him, and I’m thankful to have something holding me up.
We’re still a beat, catching our breath. His hands come up around my waist and his forehead drops to my back. It feels like he places a soft kiss on my spine.
When he finally pulls out and gets rid of the condom, I work on getting feeling back in my legs.
“Ready, princess?” he asks, walking back toward me. His riding pants are still on but undone.
“For?”
He smirks and sweeps me up and into his arms. “I’m not even close to done with you.”
THIRTY-THREE
“Are you listening?”Avery asks, and I bring my gaze up from her legs to her face.
