His lips meet mine again, and I can feel him through the sweatpants, hard and aching for me.
I run my hands up his chest and fist one hand into his hair. “I need more,” I say between kisses.
He grabs the bottom of my sweatshirt and pulls it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra—it didn’t seem necessary; the sweatshirt is oversized. I hear him suck in a breath before he flips me onto my back so quickly I don’t see it coming.
He looks me in the eyes as he says, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Kacey Hart.” He runs both of his thumbs lightly along the underside of my breasts. The fire inside of me—the one I’ve been trying to keep at bay since the first day I saw him—is stoking to life. And I’m ready to let it burn.
I grab him and pull him in for a searing kiss. This man kisses with his whole body. I’ve never felt more exposed and cherished at the same time. His tongue runs along mine while one of his hands finds the waistband of my sweatpants. “If you want me to stop, tell me. This only goes as far as you want it to.”
“Don’t stop,” is all I say before I kiss him harder.
He slides his hand into my sweatpants and runs a single finger down my center. My hips jerk, and he breaks our kiss. His head falls to my shoulder as he groans. “Sweetheart, you’re soaked.” He circles my clit with his finger, being careful not to apply pressure where he knows I’m dying to have it. “Did you get wet for me in the barn that day, too?”
“Yes,” I pant. “Knox, please.” I beg, digging my nails into his back and shifting my hips, looking for the pressure I so desperately need.
“Mm-hmm, I love it when you say please.” He finally glides two fingers right where I need them, then moves down, circlingone of my nipples with his tongue. “Do you want me to make you come, sweetheart?” he asks, his voice a deep rasp.
“Y-y-yes.”
His mouth moves to my other nipple, and I can already tell, this man is going to ruin me for any other.
Chapter 23
Knox
Ihadn’t planned to spend the afternoon with Kacey naked beneath me, but I’m not about to take it for granted.
After everything she told me on our ride, I finally feel like we’re making progress. She’s starting to trust me, and I wasn’t going to ruin it by seducing her. But she started this, and now I’m determined to see her finish.
When she asked why I didn’t date, it was a relief to finally tell her. There was a moment where I was remembering that summer, and I can’t think of a single good memory, even when I was number one. Megan always made me feel bad that I wasn’t there for her, but in the next breath was so proud and bragged about me to her friends. I was a headcase all summer.
Kacey moans beneath me as thoughts of leaving for the summer and our future—or lack thereof—try to creep into my mind, but I push them out.
I move over to her other breast and lick a slow circle around it. She’s breathing quicker and I can feel how wet she is for me. Mycock aches, but this isn’t about me. I want to see her come apart for me.
She arches her back when I suck it into my mouth. I don’t warn her before I slide two fingers inside of her and she clenches tight around me.
“Oh my god, yes,” she gasps.
I pump my fingers in and out, but I don’t touch her clit. “You’re so tight around my fingers . . . and I can’t take my eyes off these perfect tits.”
I can feel her get wetter at my words.
Good, my girl likes it when I talk dirty to her.
I kiss my way down her body, yanking her sweatpants as I go. She spreads her thighs for me, unashamed of her need, and I love it.
“I can’t get enough of you, Kace. Do you taste as good as you feel?” Once I get to her clit, I don’t hesitate to find out.
I lick her slowly at first, teasing her before I suck her clit, hard. She bucks her hips into me as I use my other arm to grab her waist and hold her so she doesn’t fall off the damn couch. I keep going, working her closer to the edge. “You taste fucking amazing.”
“Knox I—” She can’t finish her sentence, but I know what she’s saying.
I lift my head to look her in the eyes. I can see the protest on her lips before I put pressure on her clit with my thumb and she throws her head back.
“I want to watch you. I need to see you come apart for me.”
She moans and rides my hand. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
