Take Me Again (The Knight Brothers 1)

He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him, letting his cock wedge into her rear. He trailed his lips over her shoulder, letting his palm splay against her stomach, his fingertips dipping low into the elastic of her panties.

She sucked in a breath, trembling against him while he rocked himself against her and slipped his fingers lower, trailing over her sex. “Do you have any idea how hot you make me?” he asked.

“I can feel how hard you are,” she said, wriggling her hips so his cock ground against her ass.

She was damp against his fingers, wet for him as he played with her lips. “I want to feel you, hot and wet around my cock,” he told her.

“I want that, too.” She turned in his arms and faced him.

Reaching behind her, she released the bra clasp and let it drop. Looking at her gorgeous round breasts, dusky nipples, hard and peaked, had him holding on by a bare thread.

As she reached for her underwear, hooking her thumbs into the sides and pulling the pair down over her hips, he was done. Ready.

He unbuttoned his shirt in record time, and her hands shook as she helped him unbutton his slacks. He pulled off his pants and underwear at the same time, finally naked along with her.

She splayed her hands over him and he let her explore, gritting his teeth as she kissed his neck, petted his chest, and paused to just breathe him in. “You smell so good,” she whispered against his skin.

He dipped his head and inhaled deeply. “You smell better.” A heady mix of vanilla and feminine arousal, he thought, wondering if he’d ever taken his time to savor any woman before.

He could breathe her in forever.

He was hard as stone, but they’d waited a long time for this moment and he wasn’t going to rush it. But apparently she had other plans, because before he could decide whether to lay her down on the bed and devour her or kiss her senseless right here, she took him off guard, dropping to her knees before him.

She slid her hands up his thighs, teasing him, until she grasped the hard length of him in her hand and slid her mouth over the head of his cock. He groaned, his hand coming to rest on the top of her head.

He hadn’t seen tonight going this way, had planned to have his mouth on her pussy, his tongue between her sex and on her clit. But he couldn’t stop her, not now that she’d licked him all the way down and slid her tongue back up again, swirling her lips around him like a giant lollipop hers for the taking.

He gathered her hair into his hand and held on as she sucked him deep, hollowing her cheeks as she pulled him in. God, he didn’t think he’d ever seen anything as sexy as this woman on her knees before him. In and out, sucking his dick, pulling him to the back of her throat and releasing him again.

His legs shook and stars spun behind his eyes as she brought him to the brink of climax. He grasped harder on her hair, holding on as he suddenly came, his entire body consumed by the friction of her mouth, the intense pleasure overwhelming him.

It took a lot for him to get himself together. He pulled her to her feet, pushed her onto the bed, came down over her, and kissed her hard. He thrust his tongue into her eager mouth, tasting himself on her as he devoured her in the only way he could at the moment. Because she’d milked him dry, though he couldn’t deny his cock was already getting hard at the thought of being buried deep inside her.

Her hands came up to cup his face, and her kiss softened, so his did as well, until they’d broken apart, breathing heavily. He looked into those desire-filled eyes and knew he was ready to go again. He’d thrown condoms in the nightstand drawer in the hopes they’d end up here.

“Show me,” she whispered.

“What?” he asked.

“Why sex is better than chocolate.”

Before she could say another word, he crashed his mouth against hers.

* * *

Ashley’s body was burning with desire. Sebastian lit a flame inside her no man ever had before. Somehow an act that she’d merely tolerated before had become one she’d needed to do for him. She’d had to taste him, to bring him pleasure when she’d only done the obligatory blow job before. She knew she wasn’t particularly good at it, but it hadn’t seemed to matter. He’d come fast and hard, and his big body had shaken and trembled. Thanks to her.

Now he kissed her hard, his mouth bruising her with the intensity of his lips on hers. But the kiss didn’t last long. He lifted his head and trailed his mouth over her throat, down her collarbone, and over her breast, pausing at her nipple. He tugged one into his mouth, sucking on her until she felt the pull straight down to her clit. He nipped and laved and bit again until she moaned out loud, which had him switching breasts just in time because she was so damned sensitive there, she didn’t think she could handle any more.