An idea popped into his brain. The closest city was only two hours away. He knew some people there, most of whom were neutral in the underground, and not in direct contact with anybody that might bring bad luck to his new life.
Booze, fights, and women, in whatever order he could get them might be the solution. He was expecting way too much from fucking Josie, even if technically he hadn’t done it yet.
He knew she was dangerous, and had to dilute the image of the wholesome, sexy, curvy woman with others. A lot of others. That idea felt more and more like the only solution before he did something he might regret. He had enough of those.
Shedding his work clothes, he was looking around for his cell when someone knocked on his door. Whoever it was, Knox wasn’t about to answer. He had no intention of being civil and if it was Gage, there was no way he wouldn’t punch him.
Thinking about it, he wrote a quick note for him to keep an eye on things while he was gone.
The person behind that door didn’t take the hint and tried the doorknob. Knox cursed when it opened to Josie, who had a worried look on her face.
“Hey! Sorry to bother you, but Gage and the boys went to the diner for lunch and told me to call them if we wanted them to bring something back.”
Making sure not to glance at her, he forced himself not to snap his reply. “No, thanks. I’m just heading out. I’ve left a note for Gage and the guys.”
He should have known that Josie wouldn’t let it go that easily. “How long will you be gone?”
“A couple of days.”
Knox could see the shocked look on her face at his announcement but decided to ignore it. He sidestepped to pass her, and she blocked him, even worse, reached out to touch his arm. Knox snarled, avoiding her touch. “Let me pass, Josie. I told you, I’ll be back in a couple of days.”
“Has something happened?”
Even if deep down it wasn’t what he wanted, his frustrations and darkness exploded at her words. “Get the fuck out of my way!” He punched the wall beside him hard enough to have shrapnel from the sheetrock flying, but not enough to feel the pain that might steady him.
Josie jumped in surprise but didn’t move. He thought she’d cower away and certainly wasn’t expecting her to take a stand. She may have doubted her own sex appeal and worth because of her no-good husband, but she certainly wasn’t afraid of him.
“Don’t shout at me! I’m worried about you! What’s going on?”
Knox hissed, running his hands through his hair. “Stop. Just stop, Josie. Stay away from me for a bit, okay? I don’t feel gentle right now and I don’t want to hurt you.”
He expected his growl to keep her at bay, to understand the situation she was in, but it seemed Josie wasn’t convinced. Once more she reached for him in what he thought was intended to be a comforting gesture, but when her hands grabbed his t-shirt to bring him down to her and she took his mouth, Knox knew she’d unwittingly uncaged the beast.
All logic and civility vanished as he tore at her clothes. The ripping sound made him even more ravenous for the smell and taste of her skin. There were no kind or reassuring words coming from his mouth, only harsh breathing and a low growl.
Her clothes turned to ribbons and fell to the floor, and Knox realized she was tearing at his clothes too. He had no idea how he finished getting naked and didn’t care. In the eye of this tornado of pain and lust he only saw her. Josie.
His mouth was bruising when he captured her lips, so were his hands when he squeezed her breasts. Still, her body undulated against him, her hands gripped him tightly.
With his cock hurting from being so hard and no tenderness in his actions, he pushed her face down on his desk, causing most of the papers fall and his computer to teeter dangerously on the edge.
Knox kicked her legs open, not even checking to see if she was wet enough before he grabbed his erection and plunged balls deep inside her. His brain short-circuited; his body unable to function for a sliver of a second at the sensation. And then he started to move. His hands touched the silky skin of her back until he reached her wealth of dark hair and twisted it around his fist.
Seeing her with her head bowed like an offering, the feeling of power inside him reached new ground, making him even more ruthless. He not only wanted to use her body, he wanted to brand her inside and out until every cell of her being couldn’t remember anyone but him.
He pushed her face forward and lifted her leg until her knee rested on the top of the desk, spreading her more. It was a perfect position, and made her completely vulnerable to him. In preparation for his thrusts, he pulled her harshly by the hair until her head bowed back, forcing her to take his cock, forcing himself even deeper. His face was now close to her ear, his free hand roaming her stomach until he reached up and pinched one of her hard nipples. Her heavy breast fit perfectly in his hand.
When he pulled out again, a moan came from her lips, and he twisted her hair tighter. “Move. I want you to fuck yourself on my dick, covering it with your slick heat, squeezing it hard. Move!”
At his command, and despite her twisted position, Josie obeyed and undulated her hips. Her ability to move was minimal, but his pleasure stemmed from seeing her at his mercy.
The bottom of his spine started to tingle, a sure sign he would come soon. Way too soon as he wasn’t nearly finished having his way with her.
Slowing the pace, he reached lower to pinch her clit between his thumb and forefinger. The effect on Josie was immediate as she started to jerk her hips at the sensation, taking him deeper at the same time. He leaned forward and kissed her exposed shoulder before sinking his teeth in the tender flesh.
Hunger for her mixed with his need for pain and control. The three were a dangerous combination, but Knox didn’t care. Nothing in him cared as she cried out, jerking and twisting in his hold.
As he soothed the sting of his bite with his tongue, his fingers massaged the tender flesh of her sex until she shivered in pleasurable agony. Keeping his own release at bay, he disengaged and spun her, until she was lying on her back. Her skin held a blushing pink glow with reddish patches on her chest, eyes were glazed as she looked at him. Her lips were tempting but wouldn’t be enough to stave off his violence. His cheek abraded the side of her breast. He felt like a wild beast marking his territory and seeing the marks he left all over her body only fueled his raging fire.
