Unexpected Eva (Triple Trouble #3)(17)

“Do whatever you want to me. I don’t care.”

He groans wildly.

He moves his incredibly skilled fingers in and out of me. My excitement coats his fingers as he goes deeper with every stroke.

I suddenly have a thought. “Can anyone see in?” I tilt my head toward the wall of glass on the other side of the room. All I can see is us.

“No.”

“What about Lincoln?”

“He’s on the night shift. He’s overseeing one of the bar refits. He won’t be home until the morning,” he mumbles against my neck.

He follows my gaze.

I can’t take my eyes off our reflection. “Look at you.”

“Look at us.”

We look great together. He’s lean and tall. So goddamn tall. But I’m so pale compared to him. Like I’m glowing.

“Chiaroscuro,” he says with a slight accent.

“Hmm?” I turn back to him in curiosity.

“It’s Italian. To describe dramatic contrasts. Light and dark. Me and you.”

He’s quite intense.

“You’re incredible, Eva.”

Knox slowly removes his fingers from my wet pussy, then rubs my excitement over my sensitive, pierced bud.

“Holy shit,” I hiss, grabbing the back of his hand to keep him there.

“That good?”

“Yes! Again.”

“Impatient.” Knox chuckles.

It’s a sound I love already.

“It’s been so long, Knox. And I’ve been waiting for you,” I say with confidence.

His dark, puzzled eyes hold mine.

He blinks.

I do too.

Something changes between us. The air suddenly becomes thick with lust. Want. Desperation.

He smashes his lips against mine, simultaneously leaping up onto the kitchen island like a lithe panther that’s been desperate to pounce.

He nudges my legs wide with his strong thighs, panting, moaning, and groaning into my mouth as he explores my body. As deep as our tongues allow, we fuck each other’s mouths with deep penetrating flicks and twists. Curling around each other like a bird of paradise courtship dance.

He clutches my hips and thrusts his huge erection between my legs, right over my clit piercing, and I gasp as I feel a firework of pleasure burst from my clit into my now burning core.

“Oh, that feels amazing.” My piercing usually feels quite good when working out or crossing my legs, but nothing like this. He’s unleashed its potential. Finally.

My heart batters in my chest like a troop of gladiators marching into battle.

Knox lays a path of searing kisses down my body. Nibbling and biting as he heads south.

Reaching for the champagne flute, he trickles the fizzy champagne into my belly button, then sucks, laps, and licks it all away.

He pours the cool pale golden liquid over my nipples and continues to torture me, licking every drop before he lays his tongue flat against my skin and licks all the way up my chest and throat. He devours me with his mouth.

I push my hips into his.

“Some fun before I take you to my bedroom.” His lips leave mine.

He smiles.

He should smile more. His entire face sparkles with mischief when he does. He’s gorgeous.

Sitting back on his heels, his eyes explore my body, leaving no inch untouched. He takes his time, inhales a deep breath, and takes a small mouthful of champagne.

“Stop teasing me,” I pout shamelessly.

He makes a low hum sound from the back of his throat, and it’s laced with a hint of humor as he swallows.

Continuing the anticipation, he splashes champagne down my already wet folds but the chilled bubbles do nothing to cool down my now hot-for-him pussy.

Knox bows down, kissing my inner thighs one after the other, slowly moving toward my center, making me squirm with impatience.

I feel him cover my entire pussy with his phenomenal mouth and I about come undone there and then. His hot breath sighs against my wet flesh as if he’s in heaven. I am too.

Shoving his massive hands under my backside, he cups both cheeks, lifts my hips, and does the most surprising thing; he licks me from my back entrance to my clit piercing and I gasp at the unexpectedness. I have never been touched or licked back there before.

He continues to hold my hips up as he flicks his tongue back and forth, over and over between my clit, my core, and back entrance, making me gasp and buck my hips into his face with the intensity of it all.

“Make me come, Knox.”

“You will come when I tell you to,” he admonishes.

I hate being told what to do normally, but Knox can boss me about all he wants. I actually want him to.

Lowering my hips, his skilled tongue continues pleasuring me. He inserts two of his long thick fingers into my pussy, finding my deep sensitive spot; at the same time he plays with my clit ring.

“You are soaked, Sunshine.”

“Oh, that is fucking lovely,” I call out, grabbing on to his hair as I feel a rush of pure wet heat in my core.

“I’ve barely touched you.” Our eyes meet as he looks up.

My body responds to him like an explosive chemical reaction. It’s unreal. I’m about to burst. I’m burning up and it’s wonderful.

Oh, my God. I’m here. In Knox Black’s house. Naked. In his kitchen. And he’s eating me out like I’m a Michelin star meal.