Page 120 of Knox Unleashed
He smiles at that. “You know what a cum snowball is?” he asks.
I shake my head.
“You keep my cum in your mouth, then spit it into mine.”
“That sounds ridiculously hot.”
Knox grins. “Imagine if I knocked you up like that.”
He kisses me again, but it’s different this time. It’s deeper and darker and rougher around the edges. Like it’s hard for him to keep control.
I feel it in the way his hands stroke me, in the way he squeezes me.
And it’s a new sensation to feel this craved. This desired. Wanted this badly.
I could never leave this man, because I can’t imagine settling for a life of sex that was fine ever again.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs against my lips, and the word catches me off guard.
He dips his hand between us, and lines up his cock against my entrance. “You’ve no idea what it does to me, knowing we could make a baby right now.”
My pussy clenches at his words.
“Do it, Knox.”
Knox nudges into me, slowly, and I draw my knees up and open my legs wide to accommodate him. He reaches for one thigh and draws it up high against him.
I grip his shoulders, pulling him closer, needing him on me and in me. I love the weight of him, the warmth of him, the way he moves as he pushes into me.
“Knox,” I gasp when he stretches me wide.
“You can take me, sweetheart. You’ve done this before. Fucking love the way your pussy takes me.”
My breath catches, my body responding in ways I can’t control and don’t want to. Every drag on my lips as his cock pulls out, every brush against my clit as he slides back in, is a delicious agony.
“You feel so thick,” I say.
Knox smirks. “Gonna pump you with so much cum because of the way you squeeze me. Gonna…stay in here to keep it in you when I do.”
The idea of using Knox’s cock as a plug has my head spinning. “I want that,” I say.
“Good girl,” he mutters.
The praise flutters through me. It feels as though every single nerve ending has come alive in me. My fingertips feel hypersensitive as I brush over every part of him.
I lift my head a little so I can see the way his ass cheeks tighten as they thrust and rise as he withdraws. Anticipation flourishes low in my belly. This could be the moment that our lives change forever.
Knox bites down on my neck, forcing my head down to the bed.
I’m pinned beneath him, unable to move.
All I can do is lie here and take what he is offering me.
“Oh, God,” I cry, when the feeling starts to become too much. The pressure of his cock against my clit sends stars spinning above me.
Knox grabs my other thigh, and now, I’m wide open to him and his whole weight is on me.
But his hips don’t stop moving. Sweat forms between our bodies. His sounds are reduced to growls and groans and mutters of how good it feels.
