Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
“Red.” Knox clears the space between us faster than I do the second he sees me. My feet leave the ground as he lifts me and plants a kiss right on me. “Missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” I admit.
“What are you thinking of for dinner?”
“I actually promised Merry I’d go over to Crazy Eights with her tonight.”
The smile immediately falls from his face.
“You can come with me if you like,” I offer.
“Two pretty girls going to the local dive bar alone doesn’t sound like the best idea. Yeah, I’ll come.”
“Good.” I drop another kiss on him. “I want to change first.”
“All right.” He gives my ass a squeeze before putting me back on my feet.
Why is all this so easy with him? Like we’ve been doing it for years not days?
I text Merry, giving her a heads-up that there was a small change of plans. I know it’s supposed to be a girls’ night, but I do want to spend time with Knox, too. I need to figure out what this is between us. I have a whole other life states away.
With how Knox has been with me, I’m feeling a bit bold when I’m picking out my clothes for the night. I decide on a black sweater dress I was saving for the company Christmas party but brought home just in case Grams scheduled some sort of Christmas merriment. Unlike my plans for the party where I was going to wear tights or leggings, I do without. I pair it with black velvet boots that go up my calves but add some red sock cuffs to the top of the boots to give it a pop for Christmas.
“Red,” Knox growls when I step out of the bedroom.
“You like?” I ask, doing a small spin. “It has pockets.” I slip my hands into them to show him. It’s one of my favorite things about it.
Knox’s eyes narrow. The intensity of his gaze has my breath hitching and a flood of need pooling between my thighs. “Red.” He growls my name again as he starts to close in on me. “At least I don’t have to ruin another pair of your pants tonight.” He lifts me off my feet as he takes my mouth.
The man is always picking me up, and I can’t say I hate it. He does it with ease, and I’m not some fluff of a girl. I’ve got curves. I practically grew up in Grams’ bakery, how could I not? Knox makes me love them even more when he sits me down on the countertop with his fingers digging into my hips. The way he can grab a handful of me turns me on as much as his kisses do. I spread my legs to make room for him to step in between.
“Need a small taste to hold me over until we get home, Red.”
I let out a moan as his lips begin to trail down the column of my neck. The ache between my thighs grows more intense, knowing exactly what that mouth of his is capable of.
He drops to his knees, pulling my ass to the edge of the counter before throwing my legs over his shoulders. He buries his face between my thighs. He doesn’t even bother pulling my panties off; instead, he yanks them to the side, his tongue going straight for what he wants.
I dig my fingers into his hair as he devours me. His tongue licks and sucks at my clit. Moans pour from my mouth as he quickly pushes me toward an orgasm. It’s almost embarrassing how quickly he gets me off. My body has been on edge all day thinking about when I was going to get more of this.
“Knox!” I scream out his name as the orgasm hits me hard, causing my back to bow off the counter. Pleasure courses through my body, making my legs shake until my whole body just melts into a puddle.
I lie there wondering how I’m ever going to move again. I don’t think it would be terrible to lie right here for the rest of my life. Anytime Knox wanted a taste he could come into his kitchen and get it. This makes perfect sense to me.
He kisses my sensitive clit, making my body jerk before he pulls my panties back into place. I let out a giggle when he begins trailing kisses down both of my thighs before he gets to his feet. I open my eyes to see him standing over me. His gaze is all over me.
“You’re so fucking sexy, Red.” He tucks a piece of my hair that came loose behind my ear. He looks so damn hot with his lips glistening with the evidence of my orgasm.
“What about you?” I sit up and go for his jeans.
“If we start that, we’re not leaving here tonight.”