Page 44 of Sweet Addiction

When did everything get so messed up?

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Mom left the following day.

Knox dropped her at the airport as Clarissa had set it up for the paparazzi to be there. They had to be seen embracing. Saying their goodbyes. I refused to look online. I don’t want to see pictures of the man I love kissing another woman. My mother no less.

Knox’s parents and brother returned home the day after my mother left and Gretchen was still away for the holidays. Now I was home alone, enjoying the peace and quiet. Knox had left early for a meeting with his agent, but I have no doubt when he returns, he will make the most of us having the house to ourselves. My stomach tightens in anticipation at the thought of the things we are going to do without being interrupted. My arousal was only increased by what Knox had said before he left.

“I want you only in your necklace by the time I get home. I want you to play with yourself while you wait for me, so you are soaking wet. I am going to fuck my cunt raw. You won’t be able to walk by the time I am done with you Dove.”

With those words, he devoured my mouth like a starving man who hadn’t eaten in weeks, and I was his first meal. I sigh as moisture seeps into my panties. Knox McCabe is everything I want, but nothing I ever expected.

My cell ringing drags me out of my lust-filled thoughts. Sighing, I reach over to the nightstand and grab it. I smile when I see Kenzie’s name flashing on the screen. Sliding to answer, I bring it to my ear. “Hey.”

“Hey, Mads, what you doing?” she chirps.

“I was just about to finish some homework,” I tell her.

“Boring. I’m coming over. We can have a jacuzzi break. I need a good soak and your mom has that stuff to put in your tub that makes my skin soft and glowing.”

“It’s just a moisturizing oil, Kenz. Nothing special.” I chuckle.

“Yeah well, I need it in my life. I will be there in thirty minutes.” She ends the call before I can argue.

Groaning, I pull up my message thread with Knox and shoot him a text.

Me: Kenzie is coming over so don’t be walking in naked or saying stuff that will make her suspicious. You need to be on your best behavior. No funny business.

His reply is instant.

Master McCabe: Tell her you are busy. I’m not sharing you with your friend. I have plans for us, that include your cock in my pussy for the rest of the day. I mean it Dove. Don’t test me.

I huff a laugh. Test him? Who does he think he is?

Throwing my cell down on the bed, I toss my legs over the side. Striding to my closet, I pull open my drawers and rummage through until I find the skimpiest one. Pulling it out, I smirk.

Time to show Knox McCabe what testing really is.

ChapterTwenty-Nine

KNOX

My whole body is tense as I leave Brett’s office. I want nothing more than to get home, bury myself inside Dove and forget the last couple of hours.

Not only did Brett explain that the Rams have decided not to take me back until the year is up, but that they will also be reviewing everything. He said they are cautious about having me back on the team. Apparently, morale between players is up or some bullshit like that. I’m pissed. The only reason I agreed to this whole thing with Scarlett is because it was one of the conditions of the Rams renewing my contract. Now I’m being told that they have moved the goalpost. Figuratively and literally. It’s fucked.

As if I haven’t got enough shit going on. I ended up coming clean to Brett about Madison. He was furious, almost dropping me as a client right there and then. He begged me to end things, told me one piece of pussy isn’t worth losing everything for. I saw red, grabbed him by his collar, pushed him up against the wall and explained that Madison was not just another cunt to dip my dick into. That she wasn’t a phase or someone I needed to work out of my system, but I had fallen in love with her.

His mouth had gaped open, eyes bugged out of his damn head as he stared at me like I had grown two heads. Not wanting to see the disbelief or skepticism on his face any longer, I shoved him away, huffing a laugh as I scrubbed a palm over my face. He may have been shocked but there was no one more surprised than me. It had finally happened. Knox McCabe was in love.

Brett had laughed like my shit show of a life was some big joke before telling me again to end whatever was going on between us. He said if I ever wanted to play ball again, then I would do as he asked. He said I had done some fucked up things in all the years he had known me but fucking my fake fiancée’s daughter was by far the worst. I had shrugged nonchalantly, telling him that in no uncertain terms would I let Madison go. By the seriousness on my face, I think he finally realized I wasn’t messing around. That I did have real feelings for her. I left his office soon after our confrontation, unsure whether I still had an agent or not.

Now I am on my way home to my little dove. She better be waiting on her bed for me, naked and wet. If she didn’t do as I asked, and got rid of her little friend, I might just lose my shit completely.

Pulling into the driveway, my eyes narrow on the unfamiliar BMW. My palms slam against the steering wheel. “Motherfucker,” I growl, climbing out of my car. My dove is going to be punished for her insubordination. I have gone easy on her so far—today that changes.

Striding up to the front door, I let myself inside, straining my ears for any sound of them. Not hearing any noise coming from her bedroom, I move through the house, smirking when I hear music coming from the backyard. Like a lion stalking my prey, I make stealthy, slow movements to the sliding glass doors. Pushing it open, my pulse kicks up when I spot my dove, bent over the side of the jacuzzi, her perfect round ass popped up and out of the water.

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