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He sets my feet down on the floor and stands up, looking at me. “I like you in my shirt, but I have a feeling I’d like you better without it.”

He grabs the hem and looks at me questioningly. I answer him by raising my arms over my head. He pulls the shirt up and tosses it to the floor.

I’m standing in front of him with nothing but a pair of shorts on. He’s looking at me, but he doesn’t look happy. I reach up to cover my chest, but he stops me. Holding on to both of my hands, he leans in and looks at the bruising on my shoulder. “I hate you were hurt, Karina. I don’t ever want you to hurt again.” His fingers run lightly over my skin, and he kisses me softly.

A tremble cascades down my body, and I am breathless at the care he gives me. His hand is hard, rough, and warm as it strokes across my shoulder, down my arm and then on the side of my breast. I suck in a ragged breath. His touch ignites a fire deep inside me, and my body shudders under his fingers.

He brings his hand up to my chin. “You okay?”

I nod and bring my hands up to his chest. There’s a small patch of hair, and I can’t resist running my fingers through it. He moans encouragingly, and I keep stroking him, amazed that I can evoke such pleasure from him with only a touch.

He lifts me, pulling me against his hard body, and my breasts flatten against his chest. “Kiss me,” he pleads.

I fit my mouth over his, and instantly his mouth is relentless as he draws tiny whimpers of pleasure from me. I can feel him everywhere, but it’s not enough.

His voice trembles as he pulls away. “I need you.”

I want to ask him if he means just for tonight, but I don’t. I don’t want to do anything to ruin this. Instead, I tell him honestly and with meaning, “I need you too, Knox.”

I pull at the button on his pants, and he helps me. Before I know it, he’s naked, and I’m lying back on the bed, pulling him over me.

The weight of his body on top of mine feels so good, and I can’t resist running my hands up and down it. His tongue flicks out across my nipple, and my back arches off the bed. “Yes,” I moan.

I can feel his lips raise in a smile, and he does it again. He pleasures me with his mouth and tongue until I’m breathless.

When his hand slides down my stomach and to my wet, swollen slit, I give in to his touch. He circles my clit, bringing me to the edge and then slows down. Over and over until I’m delirious and begging him.

The feelings that are coursing through me is like I’m at the bottom of the hill on a roller coaster. It keeps rising, and I know that something big is on the verge of happening. “You want to come, Karina?”

“Yes,” I breathe.

“You’re wet, baby. Is that for me?” he asks, coating his fingers through my silken folds.

“Yes.” I groan, nodding my head, lifting my hips to meet his hand.

He moves his hand, and I want to cry until he puts his hands on my hips and raises his body over mine. He sheathes himself, and I can feel his manhood at my entrance. My eyes round as he covers my body with his.

Slowly, he pushes into me, inch by inch. He’s holding himself over top of me, and there’s sweat on his brow. His face is scrunched up as if he’s in pain. I reach up and run my hands across his chest and over his shoulders and hook them behind his neck. “It’s okay. I want this, Knox. I want you.”

He blows out a breath. “I can’t... I won’t hurt you, Karina.”

I then decide to take matters into my own hands. I plant my feet on the bed and raise my hips, forcing him to break through the barrier of my womanhood. I moan, a deep sound that comes from my chest, and it hurts for just a minute, but then the pain is gone, and all I feel is good.

He moves in and out of me, the friction increasing, bringing me to a whole other level of ecstasy. His hands go to each side of my face, holding me so that I’m looking into his eyes. They are dark and commanding, and he looks at me so possessively I can feel it all the way to my core.

I can’t look away as emotion builds on his face, and he leans in to feather kisses across my face. “Come for me, baby. I need you to come.”


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