Page 109 of Beautiful Lies

Then I feel him. The head of his cock presses against my entrance, easing into me.

He pushes deeper, sliding in an inch at a time. It hurts, but God, I feel incredible.

Knox shoves deep inside me, stretching me wider around his huge, hard cock, and we both groan. I claw at the wall.

My entire body is so tight with arousal my breath goes short.

Knox moves his hips, rocking back and forward, and my world moves, too.

“You feel so good, Isla,” he rasps.

My pussy spasms around his length as he thrusts harder. And then he starts to fuck me.

He once said that he was a man of his word. I believed him then, and I wholeheartedly believe him now.

Knox warned me he wouldn’t go slow and needed to fuck me. And that’s exactly what he’s doing.

He grips my hips and fucks me, deep and hard, thrusting mercilessly into my body like he wants to make sure I know he owns me.

I press my hands into the wall, steadying myself to take his vicious thrusts.

My breasts bounce against my chest, aching from the impact of him. Sweat breaks out across my skin in rivulets, and my mouth goes dry from moaning.

He drives into me over and over, every hard thrust of his cock branding me.

The room comes alive with the raw, erotic sound of us.

My helpless cries, his deep grunts of pleasure, and flesh hitting flesh.

“Oh God…Knox.”

“That’s it, love, Give yourself to me.”

I climax again, and my body convulses, lost to him.

Knox slows the motion of his hips, but only to pull me close and press his mouth to my ear. “Time for a change, love,” he chuckles.

He pulls out and scoops me up, then, with that smile on his face, he carries me over to the bed and lays me on my back.

My body is slick against the cool sheets. And so is his. I take a moment to appreciate the sweat running down his chest, making its way to the swallows tattooed on the edge of his hip.

His gaze rivets to mine, holding me in place as something passes between us.

A look of acceptance. Acceptance that this moment was bound to happen no matter how hard we fought each other. That connection between us won, and it’s not finished with us yet.

Menace invades his eyes, and he spreads my thighs wide. With one single brutal thrust, he powers forward into my pussy.

He seems harder and bigger than before. I arch off the bed in response, and he catches me, pinning my arms above my head while he fucks me.

Every thrust sends waves of pleasure through me, hitting every mark in my body with a new claim.

While I writhe beneath him, flopping like a ragdoll, his stamina never waivers.

He keeps going, and I keep taking what he gives me. Still wanting him. Still wanting more.

He speeds up, taking me higher and higher to that place of euphoria again.

The climax hits me harder this time, so hard a tear slips down my cheek. Knox groans deep and guttural, his hips jerking as he comes, too.