Page 116 of House Rules

Getting lost in each other is absolutely mind-blowing, the haze of our lust, our chemistry, our spark—it's all filling the entire small space, only fueling us on faster. Knox is moaning my name as I'm groaning his, and all we are is a big hot mess of hands, mouths, and passionate fever.

I unbutton Knox's pants hastily, pulling his cock free from his boxers, the tip so soft and smooth, I want to taste him. But it's too late—as soon as Knox feels my hot hands on his cock, that only spurs him on faster; his hands diving beneath my dress and pulling my panties down frantically.

Seconds later, he plunges inside me, all the way to the hilt, and I scream his name. God, this man is fucking amazing.

He pumps into me, over and over again, as we fuck against the back of the door—hard. My head hits the door, but Knox's strong hand keeps catching me right at the perfect time, so as not to let me hit my head again.

"Oh, God, Knox, I'm going to explode any second." Knox only thrusts harder, his own release close. I can always tell exactly when he is going to cum by the way his movements change, his thrust hard.

"Emma, baby, you mean everything to me," Knox whispers as he continues plowing into me, my head thrown back, my breasts bouncing everywhere. "I love you so much."

I cry out in pleasure as my orgasm crashes through me, the strongest one I've had in a while; the waves intense as my legs are trembling from trying to hold on.

"I love you so much, too, Knox," I breathlessly pant out to him as he enjoys his own release.

I don't know how long we stay together with him still inside me, both of us panting and out of breath, as we gaze at each other, basking in the afterglow of amazing sex and being in love.

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