Page 17 of Sweet Addiction

Not wanting to be in the house, I sit in the backyard with my camera. The sun is setting, casting perfect colors across the skyline. Though I predominantly prefer to photograph wildlife, I love all things nature and outdoors. My dream is to visit Africa one day, capture the wild animals, the landscapes. The pictures would be incredible; I just know it.

“There you are,” his deep voice soaks into my skin, coating me with something I don’t want to analyze right now. I resist the urge to shiver, not wanting him to see the reactions I have to him.

“Did you ever consider that I might want to be alone, Knox?” My tone is haughty.

He chuckles, taking a seat beside me. “I could watch you for hours when you have a camera in front of you. You’re in your element. You look so happy. So, content,” he muses. I bite my lip as emotion thickens my throat. “Why did you agree to all that bullshit Scarlett said earlier?” When I stay quiet, he searches my face before continuing. “Christ, Dove. She emotionally abuses you to get what she wants. You need to stop allowing it. Put some damn boundaries in place,” he says, like it’s that easy.

I fly out of the chair. My camera, which is strapped around my neck, bounces with my movement. “Boundaries?” I laugh but it’s humorless. “You are one to talk. You don’t respect mine. Y- you…” I trail off in embarrassment, but I need to get this off my chest. Is it weird that Knox is one of the only people I stand up to? “You kissed me. Invaded my room. Keep crossing every line like they don’t exist.” My chest is heaving, fists are balled. Jesus, he makes me angry. Clearly, I do the same to him because he is up out of his seat and in my face in the next second.

“There are no boundaries when it comes to you. None. Nada. Zero. There is no line I won’t cross. Does it make me a hypocrite? Yeah, it does. But. I. Don’t. Care,” he enunciates the words. “You need someone like me in your life. Someone who makes you see your worth. See that how your mother treats you is wrong. I will do whatever it takes to open your eyes to it, Dove. You deserve more than being shoved into something you don’t want because your mom wants to live her career through you, like some washed-up actress turned stage mom,” he growls out every word with so much rage, it hits me square in the chest. In his own way he is looking out for me. Apart from my dad and Vanessa no one else does. Mom loves me, sure. But am I confident that love would continue if I told her what I really want to do with my life? No. The realization is heartbreaking. I know everything Knox says is true—I’ve dealt with it most of my life. Back then I didn’t understand it. I do now. Have for a while. I just thought, hoped really, that once I finally told her, she would come around to the idea of me not wanting to follow in her footsteps. It’s almost laughable, naïve of me that I allowed myself to even think that. I underestimated her plans for me to go into show business. She is so insistent on it that at this point she is willing to up her manipulations of me.

“Knox, you don’t understand,” I say weakly because the truth is he does understand. He has now seen my mother’s actions firsthand.

“Yes, I do. More than you know.” His voice is soft as his hand reaches up and caresses my cheek. “I do, Dove. You just need to find the strength that I know is buried inside you and stand up to her. It may be hard to begin with, but I promise it will be worth it.”

My breath hitches as he pins me with his dark eyes. I don’t know whether it’s the conversation, the truth being shoved in my face, or that I am just feeling reckless. Before I know what I am doing, I push up on my toes and smash my lips to his. He groans into my mouth, his lips claiming me in a bruising kiss. Thrusting his tongue inside, he tangles it with mine making me moan. I try to move closer, but something prevents me from doing so. Shit, my camera.

Breaking the kiss, I pull the strap over my head, carefully placing it on the table. All the while, Knox watches me with that intense, hungry look of his. Then as if he has no control, he grabs the backs of my thighs, lifting me up his big body. His lips smash to mine, like they were always meant to be there. His low, deep groan vibrates in my mouth, the sound going straight to my pussy. I grind against his six pack, trying to get the friction I so desperately need. Tearing his lips from mine, he drops down on the lounger, positioning me, so that I am straddling his lap.

Pressing kisses up my neck, I shiver as his hot breath hits my ear. “You are so fucking sexy when you take what you want.” Grabbing my hips, he grinds me down on his hard cock. “Look what you do to me. I’ve never been so hard in my life.” I moan when his cock hits my clit over the little spandex shorts I have on. “I can’t wait to feel you from the inside. Have your tight cunt wrapped around me as I thrust my thick cock into you. It will feel so good Dove. Better than any of those little assholes from school,” he continues making me whimper. Moisture seeps from my pussy and I have never been so wet in my life.

“Knox,” I whisper as I ride his lap like I am riding a damn pony.

“I know, baby. I’ve got you,” he rasps, his voice thick with lust.

Shifting, his dick hits my mound exactly where I need it. An orgasm builds, and I feel it in every part of my body as he rolls me against his cock. Knox stares at me in what can only be described as awe before he takes my lips in a sensual kiss. It’s exactly what I need to push me over the edge. Pleasure explodes inside me, my body jerking. I cry out, the sound muffled from where our mouths are fused together, as I come from dry humping my stepfather.

The thought hits me like a train. I freeze, tearing my mouth from his before scrambling from his lap in shock. He stares at me, his mouth opening as if he is going to say something, but I don’t let him.

Holding my hand up, I stutter out. “Do-do-don’t.”

He just watches me like I am a caged bird about to take flight. And I am. With one last look at him, I grab my camera and run inside.

ChapterThirteen

KNOX

I watch her flee, disappearing through the sliding doors like she was never here. But I know she was. I have the wet patch on my sweats to prove it.

Scrubbing a palm down my face, I try to calm my breathing. My dove just initiated a kiss but more than that, she dry humped the fuck out of my thigh until she came.

Fuck. It was PG compared to some of the shit I have done but damn it was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I am hard as a rock now. My cock tenting my pants, begging for release. The fact that I didn’t come, is nothing short of a miracle.

Glancing down at my straining dick, I grit my teeth. I could go inside, jerk off while I sniff the wet patch she left and remember how she rode me. I have a feeling it won’t be enough though. She fucking started this. It’s only fair she finishes it. She doesn’t get to run away.

Knowing that I am crossing the small line left between us, but not giving one single fuck, I stroll across the backyard and into the house. I am the hungry lion after my prey. I will capture her. Moving through the house, I make my way up the stairs, my heart pounding in anticipation. Stepping up to her bedroom door, I smirk as I grab the knob and push it open. I pause when I find her pacing her room like a caged animal. She freezes when she spots me, her eyes widening, full lips parting.

“Knox,” she murmurs, lust and guilt evident in her tone.

Striding toward her, I grab her hand, moving it to my hard length. She gasps. “You did this, so you need to finish it.”

Her eyes turn frantic, darting all over my face. “Wh-what?”

“Suck me. Give me a hand job. I don’t care. The choice is yours. Just make me fucking come,” I order.

She shakes her head. “I can’t. That shouldn’t have happened in the backyard. I was… I don’t know. I was confused.”

Cupping her cheeks, I grin. “No, you weren’t. You knew exactly what you were doing Dove and I loved every second of it. You rubbed your wet cunt on me until you came.” I glance down at my sweats pointedly. “I even have the evidence of your orgasm.” Her cheeks heat in mortification but I don’t stop. “Don’t be embarrassed baby; it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I want your juices all over me. My pants are just the start. Now get on your knees and put your mouth on me. My cock is so hard it’s painful.”

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