Page 83 of Knot your Good Girl

My growl emits in the air.

Holly stirs with a tiny purr that makes her sound like a kitten.

See you at five. :D

“You will,” I mutter darkly.

As I embrace Holly and lower her into the bathtub, a sense of relief washes over me, erasing the tension caused by her mystery caller.

“How are you feeling?” I ask.

Her scent is not so overpowering, still gorgeous, but not choking me any longer.

“I’m good… fantastic,” she sing-songs. Happier than I’ve ever heard her.

“No more knotting?”

She giggles. “Oh, I don’t know about that. I loved it.”

“You did?”

“Yes, I loved being full of you.”

I close my eyes and savor the softness of her touch as I pull her closer. “And I loved being the one who helped you get there.”

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“What would you like to do today?” I ask, kissing her cheek as she turns to me. A look of astonishment fills her eyes. I wrap my arms around her waist and whisper, “Anything you want.” “I thought you didn’t want me to be seen with you.”

“Anything and everything has changed, Holly.”

“It has,” she questions.

“We’ll talk later, but first I want to prove you’re not my dirty secret. Now, where would you like to go?”

“A walk in Central Park,” she says.

I know this is a test. Because it means staying in New York but going outside where people may see us together.

Her choice still makes me chuckle. “I said we can do anything and you want to go for a walk, or are you being a bad girl and testing me?”

“I’m always a good girl,” she says with a giggle in her tone.

She playfully climbs up my body in the tub. Her soft hands come to a gentle rest on my shoulders, instantly easing my tension caused by her mystery caller.

She straddles me. The sensation of her body against mine is electrifying. “Before we go anywhere, I want my first non-heat knotting.”

“You’re fucking perfect, Omega.”

“You’re perfect too, Alpha,” she whispers.

Following our walk, Holly took control, pleasuring me with a wild ride that pushed me to the brink.

She gracefully maneuvered over my swollen knot, teasing and seducing me until I had to hold on to her hips to stop her playful edging. I cautioned her she only had two more minutes to enjoy bouncing her perfect pussy over my knot before I would assert control once more.

My words were a treat.

She pouted and then smiled. My heart sang in return.

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