Page 29 of Knox Unleashed
“Maren,” he gasps. “Yeah, squeeze me, sweetheart.”
He thrusts into my palm in the same rhythm he thrusts his fingers inside. He moves his lips to my ear. “I wanna feel you come on my fingers. I wanna come on this body of yours. You gonna help me do both of those things like a good girl?”
I nod.
“Good,” he says. “Can you feel my fingers fucking you?”
My mouth is dry, so I nod again.
“Yeah, you do. Thinking about what it would feel like if it were my cock. Would you squeeze it as tight as you are now?”
I don’t know how to answer that question, so I press my forehead to his chest. I feel pinned to him, even though there’s nothing holding me there. My hips grind against his fingers, and Knox’s other hand drops from the back of my neck to the cheek of my ass to grope and squeeze it. His thumb slips between the cheeks of my ass. Not enough to reach my asshole, but the threat of it is enough to amplify everything I’m feeling.
I close my eyes and let my thoughts drift. Wondering how different it would feel if the sum of us added up to more than this one moment.
Happy, together.
Not letting the world outside interfere.
Every thought I have coalesces between my thighs. Knox finger-fucks me in earnest, and I work his cock. Both of us seeking…everything.
“Ah, fuck,” Knox groans. “Feels so good. I’m gonna cover you in my cum soon.”
I’m sure that, at some point tomorrow, I’ll see that for the red flag it probably is, but right now, it’s one of the hottest things ever muttered to me in a shower. “I want…that…oh, God.”
My orgasm is right there, and as if sensing it, Knox doesn’t change a thing. He keeps pace and force and…
“Knox.” The single word comes out like a bark that echoes around the shower.
“Ah, shit…yeah…mmm…I can feel that,” Knox says. “Ride it, sweetheart. Ride it ’til it’s done.”
My legs and knees shake, my head spins, and none of it has anything to do with my injuries. I continue to shake, even as the dregs of the orgasm seep away, leaving me utterly adrift.
Knox covers my hand with his own and begins to work his cock harder and faster. “Watch it, Maren. Watch what you do to me.”
I look down to see his cock with the thick vein on the underside. The strokes shorten, more focused on the head, and his body occasionally jerks as if the sensation is too much.
Anticipation builds. Aftershocks of my own orgasm ripple through me as I watch Knox build up to his. His gasps of breath whisper across my ear, making me shiver.
Water splashes down between us as Knox throws his head back for just a second. “Ah, fuck. Yeah. Here it comes.”
And I watch as thick ropes of cum splash onto my stomach to be quickly washed away by the water.
Tears sting my eyes and I don’t know why, as I watch the last of his cum disappear down the drain.
11
KNOX
Ijust came on Maren Caldwell. And I would give my left nut to do it again.
In my post-come addled state, there are no other thoughts beyond that one. Because one sexual encounter with this woman won’t be enough.
I work through the tremors that follow, continuing to thrust my cock into her palm, even as I ease our grip.
“Jesus,” I mutter and press my lips to hers.
It’s softer this time. Gentler.
