in one fluid movement. As his kisses work down my neck and over my collarbone, I let my head fall back against the hard, cold surface of the door and wrap myself up in his touch. I don’t know how he does it, but Knox lifts my dress up my body, over my head and drops it to the ground with no effort at all. Before I can fully react to the cool air hitting my skin, his fingers deftly find and remove my bra.

Need and want expand through my body as his head lowers past my collarbone to the flesh of one breast. My back arches, encouraging him to move lower. He’s taunting me, taking his sweet time to tease everywhere but the nipple, inching toward it yet never reaching, and damn, do I need him to get there. I place my hands on his shoulders, letting out a sinful moan that sounds nothing like me as I try to coax him downward, but with my tiny frame compared to his big, broad muscular body, it’s no use. Still, every touch is pure pleasure.

The loud clicking sound of high heels on the marble floor comes from the hallway and I freeze, covering my mouth with one hand as I imagine they must’ve heard my moan.

“What’s wrong?” Knox asks absently but keeps going.

“Shhhh.”

I give it some thought as I wait for the footsteps to subside. This spot wouldn’t be the worst place in the world to be caught, but it’d be a first for me. Somehow, I don’t mind or care too deeply about possible consequences. To the contrary, the fact that anyone at all can walk in on us intensifies the deliciousness of what we’re up to. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m glad to have Knox bring out this wilder, more adventurous side of me just once. In one New York minute, he’s unleashed my sexual goddess and made me willing to do fun and nasty things in public.

I don’t doubt he has some long-held power over me.

Knox’s lips finally make it to where I’ve been longing to feel him and I gasp. He licks and sucks and flicks, sending me to a whole other world of pleasure.

“Oh God…Knox.” I call his name and he groans against my sensitive flesh, driving my need through the roof to the point where I can’t take it anymore, I need him now. Stretching out my legs, I reach them down as far as they’ll go, hoping my heels will hit the floor. They don’t, not on their own, but Knox soon responds to my moving around and lets me down, our bodies still in close contact as I’m lowered. I hastily tug at the zipper on his slacks, needing him to be free. I don’t want anything to stop this train now that it’s fully on the tracks. I’m having far too much of a good time being the bad girl for once in my life. I can see myself being this way more often. With Knox. The only problem with that vision is it’s not anywhere near reality. This is a one-time thing.

I fumble with his zipper for a second too long, and soon, Knox covers my hand with his, pressing my palm onto his substantial bulge. I’m so wet between my legs already, but touching him there, feeling all that thick, corded muscle, so hard and so ready for me, it causes my clit to tingle and my core to throb. A second later he undoes the zipper himself, dragging my panties down my legs, leaving us both exposed.

As he stands, I’m well aware that there’s nothing in our way anymore, and it feels incredible. My skin is burning up, I’m boiling over with lust, and a wave of heat is radiating from Knox’s body.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, beautiful girl,” Knox says at my ear as he picks me up again and presses his body against mine once more. “This is crazy…what we’re doing. Belle, you have no idea how much I fucking want you.”

I melt in his arms and then he kisses me hard, as if I’m his oxygen tank and he needs me to survive. As he does, he presses his hips onto mine, grinding his hot, bare erection along my folds, driving his tongue into my mouth at the same pace, and I can hardly breathe. He hasn’t entered me yet but I’m already at the brink of insanity.

His hand moves down my arms to my hips, his fingers brushing against my inner thighs. I’m so hypersensitive in that area of my body now, and I know it’s because of him. I shudder without any ability to stop myself, responsive to his every light touch and I don’t feel an ounce of self-consciousness about it. Because it’s him. His hands, his mouth, his body, they all belong on me. His hand travels higher, and higher... His teasing is beyond provocation, the tension’s damn near killing me. I need him inside of me so badly I could scream.

I whimper into his mouth when he gently flicks my clit. A few strums of his fingertips along the spot and without warning, he sends me to a shuddering, powerful climax I didn’t know I had in me.

“Oh God…” I cry out, not caring anymore about who can hear me on the other side of this door. I’m someone else for a little while longer, thank goodness my shy side hasn’t cramped my style this one time.

I’m out of my mind, blissful and incapable of rational thought while pleasure bursts through me, expanding to every part of my body. I’m only partially aware of the sound of crinkling, then the rip of what must be a condom wrapper. His tongue finds mine, greedily exploring, and before I know it, he tightens his grip on my thighs. He thrusts his hips forward, and pushes past my folds, burying into me in one firm, rough movement that cause my eyes to snap shut and

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