CHAPTER 036: Get What You Want
His hand moves quickly to my shorts, unzipping them and pushing his hand inside through my pants until he finds my heat. He draws moisture from there to my clit and begins circling. I’m panting and moaning now, my body moving to the rhythm of his touch.
“Our bet?” I manage to gasp out.
“Have you forgotten so soon? We made a bet. Wedding doesn’t happen, you become mine.”
I shake my head, trying to clear the fog of lust that’s clouding my thoughts. “Those were not the terms. You said you’d chase me.”
“Same difference.”
“I have to go talk to him. To Hunter. He can’t stop the wedding.”
“I think you’ve done enough talking today, Kitten,” he says, his fingers no longer torturing my clit but pushing inside me. I can feel my body responding, my hips pressing back against him, seeking more of his touch. “You came here to call me a terrible person for wanting to destroy my friend’s wedding, a wedding with a woman who doesn’t deserve him. But you’re insisting the wedding must happen, for selfish reasons; you want to set Finn free while caging another man. Who exactly is the terrible person here?”
He pulls his fingers out of me and starts pushing my shorts and panties down.
“Hunter’s not my friend. I don’t owe him any moral obligation,” I spit out.
“But good people are good all around. Do you think you’re a good person, Sloane?”
“I have to go talk to Hunter, I insist, but my words are weak, my body melting into his touch. He holds my waist with one hand and keeps pushing the shorts and panties below with the other.
“Why? Because you still want to save your friend?” he asks.
“Fuck you.”
“This friend you care so much about quickly screwed you over to get his hands on Delilah. Yet here you are, still fighting for him. What’s a man gotta do to get that much devotion from you?”
I can feel him fumbling with his belt behind me, the sound of the buckle clinking sending a tremor through me. I came here ready to take him down. Now I’m pushing my ass toward him, arching just right as he puts on a condom. Once the condom is on, he grips my hair, bringing the back of my head closer to him and biting my ear.
I whimper, raising my right hand to touch his head. Something about his last statement registers in my head.
“What do you mean by ‘screwed me over‘?” I say.
“When I asked him to pick between Delilah and you, who do you think he chose?”
“What do you mean?”
He slowly pushes into me, and I moan, the sensation of him filling me overwhelming. My legs are too close together, so him pushing in feels fuller than before. I can feel my body stretching to accommodate him, the sensation both painful and pleasurable.
“Knox…” I say, panting and trying to open my legs but can’t get beyond the prison of my shorts hanging down my thigh. He slams the rest of the way in, hard and deep, and I scream, my head spinning.
“He chose Delilah,” he says.
“He’d never do that.”
He pulls out and rams into me again, and I see stars. My vision blurs at the edges.
“When you met us on your way back from the rooftop, what do you remember hearing?” he asks.
I try to remember, but the feeling of him going in and out of me is too distracting. My thoughts are scattered and disjointed. “You’re not thinking,” he says.
“I’m trying to.”
“Try harder,” he commands, catching both of my hands behind my back as though he’s about to arrest me, and then he increases the pace. He draws me to himself with each thru
“Knox…” I moan. My body is on fire, my mind a Successfully unlocked!
“Think, Kitten.”
“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, my body trembling with the effort of trying to think straight.
“You always feel so good when you grip me. So wet. So warm.”
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CHAPTER 036: Get What You Want
“Just keep going, please.”
“Things will only get better and more pleasurable if you think.”
He slaps my ass, the sound echoing in the room, and I moan, the sensation sending waves of heat through my body.
“You’re not making it easy for me to concentrate,” I manage.
He pulls out of me, leaving me feeling empty for a second. Before I can even react, his hand is under me, fingers sliding through my folds and wiggling around inside me, gathering moisture. After a while, he pulls them out and buries his dick in me again.
Suddenly, I feel something cold and wet at my ass. I tense up for a moment, but he doesn’t give me time to think. He pushes a finger inside, and the feeling is strange but not unpleasant. I moan louder, my body aflame. A pressure is building deep inside me, a sensation that’s both familiar and new. Each thrust drives me closer to the edge, my body trembling with anticipation and need.
“Think, Sloane,” he says, his finger and dick maintaining the same rhythm.
“Oh, God.”
I close my eyes and throw my head back in bliss. He only increases his pace, his hips slamming against mine, his body pinning me in place.
“Fuckkk,” I scream. “I remember,” I begin, stopping short of breath. “You asked him something. He replied that he’s in.”
“And?” he prompts.
I try to form coherent thoughts, but it’s impossible with the sensation of his body moving against mine. “Finn said something else,” I manage to gasp out. “Do it tomorrow.”
And then it begins to come back to me, the memory of last night, the words that were exchanged. Knox saying, “Do mine tonight,” Finn trying to start a fight in the car afterwards.
“Oh, my god,” I moan, on the brink of an orgasm. “I’m going to cum.”
“I know, Kitten. And I won’t let you.”
He pulls away entirely.
I turn around, confused. “Knox,” I say, my voice a mix of desperation and pleasure. “Where do you think you’re going? You asked me to remember. I do now.”
He just stands there, a few feet away, staring at me, his eyes dark with desire and something else, something more intense. “I’m glad you do,” he says. “I want you so badly that I get angry at the thought of you putting your attention anywhere else but on me. I won’t share you, Sloane.”
He slowly withdraws and sits on the bed, his dick still hard and pointing to the ceiling.
My insides tingle just staring at it.
“When you’re done thinking and accepting my terms of exclusivity,” he says, “you get on your hands and knees, crawl to me, and come get what you want.”
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