“Knight…” I gasped as he entered a digit inside me, quickly moving into drilling me while he tongued me toward orgasm. I was still so sore, but it felt so damn good. I’d never been eaten out at all before, and the sensations were just too much not to give into.
I tried, completely fighting my orgasm. “Knight, stop. Stop! I’m going to come please.”
His fingers unfurled from my leg, his laughter subtle as he raised up. “Already?”
I rolled my eyes, starting to push him away but he didn’t let me. He nearly took my hand, tugging me up.
“You’re cute,” he said, kissing me with a smile. “So goddamn sexy.”
I was glad he liked it, and I forgot about his jab as he kissed me, guiding me back onto his lip. Out of the couch cushions, he pulled a condom and that told me this couch was used for more than just video games.
“How many people have been on this thing?” I asked. Though, I probably shouldn’t have. In any sense, the moment Knight tugged his dick out of his shorts a haze hit my brain. The thing was muscled steel, long and hard and pulled up to the first section of his abs.
“Best not to think about it,” he said, fisting himself with a hard grip. He frowned at me. “Too sore to do this still or…”
Fascinated with his cock, I think that told him his answer, his smile wide as he ripped the foil wrapper open with his teeth. His eyes simmered. “Wanna help me out?”
He gave me the condom with two fingers and though intimidated, I took it. “What do I do?”
“Just roll it down. Real slow and easy.” He leaned back, cradling my hips as he widened his legs beneath me. His breath sucked in the moment I held his dick, his eyes laced with nothing short of lust as I rolled the condom down. “Perfect. Just like that.”
So clearly sex drunk, Knight’s eyes rolled back, my hand along his steel rod. Knight grunted, urging me to play with his balls, and I did with my other hand. I thought it’d be awkward, but it wasn’t, all this so fucking hot.
Knight’s eyes opened as he watched me play, his big ole hands coming around my ass cheeks and digging his fingers in. His finger touched my tiny hole, and I gasped. Knight chuckled. “I might play with it while you ride me. Wanna do that?”
He asked me. Needing to know if I wanted to do something instead of just doing it and making me. I didn’t know what it’d be like if I was with him, but I hadn’t imagined this. It felt like he was trying. Like he really was trying to be gentle.
Nodding, I’d like to try what he said, and once told, Knight didn’t give me a chance to change my mind. I was still sore, but the moment he lowered me on top of him, pulling me apart I did nothing but moan.
“That’s it, dove,” he said. Rising up, he dug his teeth into my shoulder, running his tongue along my skin. “I’m going to take care of you.”
Shuddering as he moved his hips, I gripped arms around his neck, tucking myself into him and going along for the ride. This felt different than last night having at least done this part before. Different but good and with not as much pain as I thought considering I was sore. I opened up for him, riding him.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” He slapped me against the top of his thighs, working himself up and down. His abs and chest glistened with sweat, all that delightful hair leading to his dick. I touched my hands to his perfectly chiseled abdomen, all that power harnessed beneath the skin. He amped up his hips, and that’s when he took his fingers to his mouth. He wet his pinky and a couple other digits before reaching behind my ass cheeks.
“Knight. Fuck.”
He forced his pinky in to the first knuckle, my bottom surprisingly working against his digit. My fingers scratched at his back, Knight’s hips drilling into me as he pushed that digit in more. I felt so full despite him only
using his tiniest finger.
“Greer, I’m going to fucking come if you keep making all these noises,” he grunted and pulling out his little finger he headed over another, a longer one, and I stiffened. He smiled. “Relax. I’ll go slow.”
I tried, falling back onto his finger. I noticed his hips stopped as well but when I moved he moved, like two ships on the same sea. He kept pushing in as I kept working my hips and by the time he got all the way in, my teeth clamped down on his shoulder.
He growled, fucking my ass harder. “If you’re going to do it, just do it. Bite. Bite me.”
We both must have been crazy because for whatever reason, my teeth clamped to the point I tasted him, his skin no doubt red and puckered as I sucked. Knight roared like an animal and fucked me in both holes so hard I actually saw stars as I crested that telltale high.
My body shuddered, my core an intense eruption of heat as I spilled around his cock. A few final slaps of his thighs and Knight was there too, his finger retreating from my ass as he held me close and kissed me full on.
His body slowed as he tasted my tongue and when he peeled my hair away, he framed my face. “Wanna go upstairs? Lie in my bed all day like lazy fuckers?”
The prospect actually danced at my core again, to be wrapped up in him all day. Something was seriously wrong with me, or maybe it was just right? I didn’t know, but not only did I tell him yes, I let him carry me up the stairs. He flipped me over his shoulder like a caveman, slapping my ass once we made it into his room, and he kicked the door shut behind us. We literally laid in his bed all day after that. Chillin’ mostly and watching TV. It’d been nice.
Being with him had been curiously nice.
Chapter Eighteen