"No," I whisper again.
"You have no idea how many times I stood in my room watching you lie out there tanning. And still, you have no idea how hard it made me and how many times my cum coated my wall watching you. Do you?"
He pinches my other nipple, causing me to gasp with the exquisite pain. Unable to speak the words this time, I shake my head. Trembling with anticipation, I wait to see what he does next.
His lips trail down my neck to my breasts and over to my nipples, where he bites each one. I cry out, but he continues to kiss down my stomach to my thighs, where he bites the inside of each one. A flash of pain hits me before pleasure follows.
Goosebumps race across my skin as my best friend’s dad has his head between my thighs, and all I can think is I want more.
Knox situates himself and starts sucking my clit, using his thumbs to open me wide. Leisurely, he licks every inch of me, sending shivers over every inch of my body. When he sucks on my clit again with the perfect pressure, I give in to the waves of pleasure rolling off me. Screaming his name, I fall over the edge. I want to move, but the silk holds me in place.
His gaze is focused on me when I finally open my eyes again."Do you still want this?"
"Yes." I don't hesitate.
"I'm not using a condom," he says, climbing over me. "If we do this, you will be mine. I am your daddy."
Of course, I agree, as there’s no scenario where I don't want to be his.
"I had plans to tease you and drag this out, but somehow you know what to say to drive me mad," he says, almost like he is angry before he slams into me so hard it steals my breath.
He gives me a brief second to adjust before he starts moving, and the pain quickly transforms into pleasure."Fuck, you are so tight, Princess. You feel so good. Like you were made for Daddy's cock."
I can't form words. I moan as he stretches and fills me in a way I never thought possible.The harder he thrusts, the more I moan. I didn't think rough sex was something I'd like, but he’s hitting all the right places. When one of his hands slides between us and plays with my clit, I'm a goner.
My entire body locks up as the orgasm hits me full force, unlike anything I've experienced before. I barely register him groaning in my ear as his hot cum coats me from the inside and another smaller orgasm hits me.
I think I black out because the next thing I know, my hands are free, and Knox is untying my legs. He curls up behind me on the bed and pulls me into his arms, rubbing my wrists where the black silk was holding them in place.
Neither of us says anything as he holds me, kissing my shoulder and rubbing his hand up and down my arm.
What are you supposed to say during aftercare? Hey, thanks for the hot, rough sex. See you next time.
I choose not to say anything because I don't want to break the spell he’s woven over me. And I don't want him to kick me out and send me on my way. I want to enjoy being in his arms a little longer.
"I think aftercare just became one of my favorite things. Being able to hold you in my arms like this, I didn't think I would crave it so badly," he says as if reading my thoughts.
Snuggling into his arms some more, we enjoy a comfortable and easy silence. But I don't want to overstay my welcome or make things weird, so after the feeling returns to my legs and I'm sure I can stand on both feet, I climb out of bed and get dressed.
He sits in bed watching me with his muscles on full display and only the thinnest of sheets covering his waist. "I dare you to come to my house and spend the day by the pool with me tomorrow."
Another dare and another reason to spend time with him. He isn't the only one with poolside fantasies I wouldn't mind living out while our time together lasts.
"Well, I guess you'll find out tomorrow. I’m not sure if it’s a dare I'm going to take or not." I grab the rest of my things, offer him a smile, and turn and walk out the door.
Chapter 6
Knox
As I wait for Summer to arrive, I make sure I have all her favorite snacks and prepare her favorite lunch—my homemade baked macaroni and cheese. I have her favorite drink in the fridge, Dr. Pepper, and the Hershey Kisses she loves in the pantry.
Gemma is out of town spending time with her new boyfriend's family, and I'm happy about that. I think Summer and I need this time, just the two of us, without worrying about what to say to Gemma.
Last night, I realized this isn't some fling. After showing her around Club Red, I have no intention of letting her walk away from me, nor am I walking away. All this time, I've been denying myself, and now I've had this taste of Summer, there’s no possibility of leaving her.
While waiting, I call my buddy Grant, who recently got married to his son's ex-girlfriend. They live out in Vegas, and he owns several of the hotels and casinos out there. When I attended their wedding, it was amazing to see the love the two of them share. But what I'm interested in is knowing how he broke it to his son. It’s not a conversation I’m looking forward to with Gemma, and I need to tread lightly.
"Hey, Knox, what's going on?" Grant answers the phone.