Page 34 of Awakening
“Cum, NOW. All over my face,” Knox ordered, and I did just that.
“Oh my, fuckkkkkk, mmmmmmm,” I incoherently moaned, squirting and gushing out all over his face as Maverick’s mouth sucked and bit my neck while he pinched and rubbed my nipples.
“Such a Good Girl,” Knox praised as he stood to his feet, kissing me with my juices covering his face.
I wanted more, no, I needed more, needed to be filled to the hilt with hard dick stroking me to absolution. I wrapped my hand around Knox; he was fully rigid and ready. I stroked him from the tip to the base and back as his breathing turned ragged.
“Baby girl, if I give you this dick now, I can promise you we won’t be leaving this house tonight,” he said, trying to maintain his resolve as he grabbed my hands and kissed them.
“We promise to finish what we’ve started when we get back,” Maverick stated as he grabbed my body wash and loofah and began to wash my body as Knox looked on lovingly before laughing because I was pouting like a kid in the candy store who couldn’t buy anything.
I still had no idea what we were doing tonight, but I was excited to find out, because I was excited.
I was never worried about the chemistry between Ajaih and Knox. His type had always included beautiful women whose sex appeal drew you in; that was Ajaih to the T. The scene that unfolded in the shower nearly caused us to cancel our plans and pleasure Ajaih until she couldn’t take any more, but it was essential for us to make sure Ajaih knew this was more than just sex; she needed to know we planned to spoil the fuck out of her, whatever she wanted or needed would be at her fingertips.
Ajaih stepped into the foyer, and my body stilled as I fully drank her in. She was perfection in a royal blue polka dot knit maxi dress that hugged her curves and flowed like liquid around her legs. The color made her skin glow beneath the low lights. Her natural curls bounced freely around her shoulders, framing her face like a crown. She was stunning, unapologetically herself, and both Knox and I couldn’t take our eyes off her. Her makeup was soft, giving the illusion that it was barely there. Gold accessories with diamonds sparkled on her ears, neck, and wrist, complementing the metallic padlock heels on her feet. I wasn’t ashamed to admit my gaze lingered on her pretty feet, where her toes were painted a vibrant shade of blue. As my focus returned to her beautiful face, a smirk wasplastered as she watched the desire to suck her toes register on my face.
“Damn,” I breathed, unable to hold it back, “You trying to kill us tonight, baby?”
She laughed, her voice light and teasing, “I figured I'd make the view a little better.”
“Mission accomplished,” Knox added smoothly, his eyes sweeping over her with hungry appreciation. “You’re making the stars jealous,” he said.
A car service picked us up, making sure we arrived on time to board the private yacht. Its sleek white hull gliding across the Aegean as if it belonged to the night itself. The sea stretched endlessly around us, glittering beneath the night sky. Everything about this moment felt decadent, intimate, and dangerously charged.
We both wore light linen suits, casual yet elegant, paired with loafers that barely made a sound on the polished deck. The three of us settled at a private table set for dinner, the yacht’s gentle sway only adding to the sensual rhythm of the evening.
As the first course was served, the banter began, witty, playful, laced with heat. Ajaih teased Knox about his obsession with perfect wine pairings while I chimed in, pretending to keep score between them.
“Knox, I swear you could give a sommelier a complex,” she joked. “I can’t wait to introduce you to Dana. She works for the hospital as well, but she went through all the training required to become a sommelier because she was starting a wine brand and wanted the proper education.”
“I aim to please,” he countered with a grin, lifting his glass in a mock toast. "Besides, wine tastes better paired with excellent company. I’d love to meet Dana and discussbusiness as well. I’ve been having an amazing time here in Greece, spreading my culinary wings to the extent that we’ve decided to open a sister restaurant in Winston Hills, and I’ll be the executive chef.”
My heart pounded against my chest as I digested the news Knox had just dropped in our laps. Ajaih rubbed my thigh, asking if I was okay.
“I—I’m better than okay, Knox, that is amazing news! Congratulations, babe!” excitement dancing through my body as I got up, rounding the table to congratulate him properly with a hug and a kiss. Sitting back down, Ajaih then made her way to Knox to congratulate him as well.
“Congratulations, Superstar,” she said as she sat in his lap and kissed him seductively, her hands roaming his broad chest.
That same smitten look that sits on my face when Ajaih is near me is now written all over Knox’s face.
Throughout the meal, the touches grew bolder, Knox’s fingers occasionally grazing hers under the table, my knee pressing against her thigh, her foot sliding up my ankle. The sexual tension was bubbling to the surface and sure to erupt by the time the night was done.
Knox never being one to bite his tongue.
“Ajaih,” Knox began, his voice steady, “Can I ask you something on the personal side?”
She smiled, already knowing where he was headed, “Of course.”
“Maverick mentioned you being in a polycule with two couples. I want to understand. You’re polyamorous?”
She nodded, her eyes warm as they shifted between us. “I am. I also identify as sexually fluid. It’s not something I always knew about myself. Still, when I left the militaryand started focusing on my healing, and learning who I was and what I wanted outside of professional achievements, it landed me in the loving arms of Layanna, Caleb, Dana, and Ahmir,” she glanced at me with a soft smile, then continued, “I’m sure you know Layanna and Caleb are married. They’re my anchors, and they introduced me to Dana and Ahmir, who are also married. The four of them were already partnered, and I was the last to join, though YaYa and I have been friends since we were children. We never crossed that line because I wasn’t ready to walk in my truth and YaYa had a no confused pussy rule,” she continued, causing Knox and me to laugh.
“In the end, we built something beautiful together, a polycule full of love, trust, and honesty.”
Knox listened closely, his fingers gently tracing patterns over the back of her hand. “And now us?” he asked softly.
She exhaled, her voice even but tender, “Yes. I want to see where things go with you and Maverick. What we're building is new, but it feels good. It feels organic. It feels like the stars have aligned.”
