Page 13 of Ruthless Knight

What’s he going to do next?

Or say?

His warm breath whispers over my skin, and he brushes his nose against my cheek.

I close my eyes to savor the feeling of having him so close and the fact that we just floated over the line of whatever we were moments ago.

“Want me to show you what else I imagine?”

Like my life depends on it.“Yes.” My answer comes out in a rush, slipping out of my lips along with the breath I’ve been holding.

“Then give me a few more minutes with you. Will you, Goddess?”

As if my body is attached to strings, I nod, becoming his puppet.

He comes back to face me, his lips curving into a sinful smile.

My heart pounds harder at the anticipation of what he’s going to do to me.

I don’t have to wait long to find out. Knight brushes his mouth over mine and slides the tip of his tongue through my parted lips. The impact sends currents of pleasure sweeping through me.

The longing in my body is amplified by my two-year hiatus, and suddenly, I’m greedy for more.

The kiss changes from exploratory to carnal in a breath. He slides his tongue right into my mouth for a hungry kiss, devouring and consuming all my thoughts that aren’t him.

Our tongues tangle with the same fiery passion he uses to claim me, making my body melt into the hard planes of his.

I feel his heart beating wildly against my taunt nipples. The rapid beat increases the longer we kiss. Then he surprises me by lifting me onto his lap.

He positions himself so I can feel the massive bulge of his cock pressing into my ass, and a wicked smile glides over his lips.

“Spread your legs for me, Goddess,” he beckons, kissing down the side of my neck.

Panic surges through me as my awareness returns, and I remember we’re in public.

“Here?” I can barely speak. “What if the waiter comes back or people see us?”

“No. The waiter won’t come unless I call him.” He points to the little buzzer on the edge of the table. “And look where we are. No one can see us.”

I lift my head, and look around. We’re so far away it’s like this booth was made for sinning.

“So, spread your legs for me,” his husky voice sounds again while his fingers flutter over my sex, pressing into me through my skirt. “Let me finger-fuck you and make you come so hard you’ll feel me long after I’ve unraveled you.”

His promise and dirty words lure me right back to the dark side. I realize just how badly I want him to slide his fingers inside me and touch me where I crave him most.

Fuck it.I’m doing this.

This moment belongs to me, so I can choose what I do with it.

I choose him.

All thoughts of my promise to Dad and my upcoming engagement to Nathan fly out of my head, and I nod, parting my legs for the beautiful man who wants me.

Knight rolls my skirt up to my hips and cups my pussy. He loops a finger through the band of my panties and strokes that smooth skin there. His touch sends hot arousal coiling through me from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

But that’s just the prelude for what’s to come.

Pushing aside my panties, he slides one finger into my pussy. I moan, completely unable to help myself.

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