Free KNOX: Volume 2 by Cassia Leo

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    A warm hand lands softly on my hip as smooth skin presses against my back. His hand eases forward until it covers my abdomen. I open my legs a bit, beckoning him to slide his hand lower. His lips are on my shoulder, so warm and tender. I wiggle my hips a little. Rubbing myself against him. I want him to know I’m ready.  
    “Knox.” My voice is barely a whisper, strangled by my desire for him. “Please.”
    “I love hearing you beg.”  
    His words are a hot whoosh of air in the curves of my ear. My skin pulses, my clit aches for his touch. He keeps his hand pressed against my abdomen as he sucks on my neck. I’m trembling like a junkie. My body coursing with adrenaline and hot with anticipation.
    “Please.”  
    I try to push his hand down to where I want it, between my legs. He grabs my wrist and presses his hips against mine. His erection is hot and hard against the back of my thigh. I want it hot and hard inside me.
    He’s going to make me beg.
    I slip my hand free of his grip. Then I reach back and grab the back of his neck as I turn my head around to kiss him. His kiss is as powerful as every other aspect of his being. It’s possibly the most powerful weapon in his arsenal; though I’d never tell him that. Knox is not the kind of man who wants to be known for his kiss.
    “Please put it in,” I murmur this plea into his mouth.
    He gently massages my breast and a spark of pleasure pulses between my legs. He squeeze my nipple, tugging it lightly. I arch my back, never letting my skin lose contact with his hard cock.
    “Please put it in where?” he asks, and I can hear the smile in his voice.
    “Please fuck me in my ass.”
    His hand slides down and I let out a high-pitched cry as his finger teases my clit. Then his erection slides between my thighs, finding my wetness. He rubs his thickness against my flesh until his cock is slick with my juices. He prods the entrance to my ass and I gasp.
    He slides in no farther than an inch and groans. “Fuck!”
    The burn of my flesh being stretched is consuming. It fills my body with a savory warmth that oozes into my limbs, rendering me useless. He pulls out slowly. I close my eyes and swallow hard in anticipation. He enters again, a bit farther, his finger massaging my clit so my muscles contract around his cock.
    “You’re unbelievably delicious,” he murmurs into my ear. “Absolutely fucking unbelievable.”
    He goes slowly, moving a little farther with each stroke, until he’s buried as deeply inside me as my body will allow. Until I can feel the tip of his hard cock prodding my abdomen from within. My eyes roll back in my head with sheer ecstasy. I can’t speak or move. I can’t even tremble as the orgasm rocks me. I’ve died a most exquisite death.
    He fills me with his essence as he explodes inside me. The warmth of it oozes over my cheeks and my body is too spent, too limp to care about my sheets. If I could, I’d lay here in this position forever.
    It takes a good hour to recover from this episode enough to invite Knox to shower with me. I scrub the solid muscles of his back as he leans with both hands splayed on the wall. I massage his neck and shoulders a little and he moans with pleasure.
    “You’re so tense.” I dig my fingers into his shoulders and they’re hard as granite. “You need a massage.”
    “There’s ten years of hatred packed into those muscles. No masseuse in the world that can fix that.”
    I slide my arms around his waist and lay my cheek against his back as I think of the day I discovered the extent of his hatred. The day I discovered that Knox will stop at nothing to avenge his mother’s murder. The day I found out just how far he’d go to get to me.
    When August walked into that garage three weeks ago, I was certain I was hallucinating. I didn’t believe August and Knox could be in on anything together. They couldn’t be more different if they were born on different planets.  
    August is a spoiled rich boy who