Chapter Nine
One month later
Sarah screamed as she ran through the apartment naked with only a plain towel to cover her. Knife was chasing after her, and for good reason. She had enjoyed a long hot shower, and while Knife was having his, she’d walked in, flushed the toilet, and then opened the door throwing freezing cold water over him.
Spinning around, she faced him. He was completely naked. His cock was already hard, and her pussy grew slick. They had been living together for the past month, and the one night a week them sharing a bed had soon changed to every single night.
“You little witch,” he said.
With his large muscular form, his ink standing out, and the water from his shower dripping down his body, she couldn’t regret for a second moving in with him. Knife was one sexy man, and he was all hers. She found that with Knife, she trusted him. Not once had he even shown an interest in other women, and when she was with him, he treated her as if she was the only woman in the world.
She giggled. “Come and get me, baby,” she said, spinning around to slap her own ass.
Knife charged her, and she screamed, releasing the towel as she jumped over a chair. She ran toward the bedroom ready to put the lock in place, but before she even entered the room, Knife grabbed her around the waist lifting her up in his arms.
“Let me go,” she said, laughing.
“Not happening, baby. As punishment, you’re going to submit to me now. You were asleep last night, and I didn’t get the pleasure of your pussy, ass, or mouth. I’m going to be changing that.”
He dropped her to the bed, and she scrambled up on her knees. “What makes you think I’m going to give it to you?”
Knife wrapped his fingers around his cock, and started to run his hand up and down the length. Unable to help herself, she licked her lips. “Because you can’t even handle me touching myself without imagining my dick in your mouth. You want to suck me, don’t you, babe?”
She nodded, crawling to the bed, and dropping down off the end. Staring up at him, she opened her mouth.
“Fuck me, Sarah. You’re a dream come true.”
The month she had been with Knife had been perfect, or at least for the most part it had been perfect. She knew the real man that he was, but she’d also discovered what he did for the club. Late one night he’d come back to the apartment drunk. He’d not hurt her, nor had he even given her a cause to be afraid. Knife would never hurt her. Before he would go to bed, he had wanted to tell her what he did at the club. He told her about his control with the drugs runs, and how he worked to keep it out of town. Knife also admitted to killing people. His admission hadn’t been all that much of a surprise. She didn’t believe for a second that he was any kind of saint. Clubs lived by their own rules. All she cared about was the man who lived with her. She wanted him to be a good man, even if he was a good bad man.
“You want my dick?” he asked.
She nodded.
He pressed the leaking tip against her tongue, and she closed her lips around the length.
“You’re fucking perfect, baby.” He released a hiss, and she looked up at him as she took him to the back of her throat, moaning as she did. She loved the salty, musky taste of his cock as he glided over her tongue.
Knife started to thrust his hips against her, and she took more of his cock, taking her time as he went down her throat.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
He stroked his fingers through her hair, and moved down to wrap the length around his fist. Slowly, he started to fuck her throat.
“Did you know that you could be this dirty, Sarah?” he asked.
She had already told him that she loved it when he talked dirty to her.
“You’re the reason I come home every night. Since you’ve come back into my life, there isn’t anyone else, just you.” He started to thrust a little faster into her mouth. She let her mouth go slack so that she could take all of his impressive length. Blowing Knife was no easy feat. “When you’ve swallowed all of my cum, I’m going to spread you out on the bed, and lick your sweet cunt until you come all over my face. You’re not allowed to touch that pussy until I come, and you have to swallow every single drop.”
She hummed her agreement and started to suck him hard. Knife had a master tongue, and he always knew what to do to bring her off quickly.
“Yeah, babe, suck my dick.” He held her hair tightly as he pumped into her mouth. She cupped his balls, using her other hand to work his cock. Her saliva coated his length, and she used it to guide her hand over his dick. Working up and down, she moaned as he hit the back of her throat.
“Fuck, it has been too long since I came in that mouth of yours. I think once I’ve let you come, I’m going to take that ass of yours.”
She had only taken his fingers, and she had tried to tempt him to fuck her ass. Even though he was big, Knife knew exactly what to do to turn her on.
“Are you ready, baby? I’m going to explode down your throat, and I expect you to swallow every single drop. Don’t let any of this go to waste.”