Page 60 of Knot Going Down

He looks up, surprise written all over his face.

“Knox and I were young and?—”

“Knox?” He stands up, taking up so much space I have to step back. “You had sex withKnox?”

I bite my lip.

He takes a deep breath. “Sorry.” His eyes close for a few seconds before he opens them, cupping my face and tilting my head so I’m looking right at him. “Was it good? Did he treat you well?”

The question throws me, and I stumble over how to reply.

“I—yeah. He was sweet. We didn’t know what we were doing, but… he tried. And it was nice.”

Declan leans in and kisses my forehead. “I’ll try much harder.” His hold on my face is gentle as he sprinkles soft kisses across my skin. “Did he at least make you come?”

“Y-yeah.”

He kisses my lips, then trails his mouth across my cheek to my ear. “I’m gonna make you come much, much harder.”

I shiver at the intensity of his declaration. So certain. So confident.

When he undresses me, it’s slow and savored, each button and hem touched like a promise. He trails kisses along my collarbone and down my chest, worshipping every inch of skin.

With purposeful movements, he takes off his shirt, then folds it and sets it on a chair. His shoes go next, left along the wall by the door. Pants after that, taking his time folding them. I can’t help staring as he systematically works. His boxers are tight, hiding nothing, and when he takes them off and turns to face me, I suck in a breath.

His cock is huge! This is a full grown man’s cock. Not just a man’s, an alpha’s. Thick. Long. Hard. Sticking straight up. With a touch of hair at the base that looks like it’s been perfectly trimmed. Heavy balls rest below a swelling knot.

Is this what Knox’s cock looks like now?

I gulp unintentionally. “It’s so… big.”

“Don’t worry,” Declan chuckles. “It’ll fit.”

When he finally presses me down into the pillows and settles between my legs, everything else disappears—the fear, the awkwardness, the past. All I feel is this moment.

He gently picks up one leg and kisses my ankle. His mouth travels slowly higher, and I shiver from the soft touch of his lips. I know where this is going, and my body hums in expectation. No one’s ever gone down on me before. Knox tried one time, after the first blow job I gave him, but I felt awkward and embarrassed. I worried I smelled, that he didn’t really want to do it and was only offering out of obligation. My anxiety spiked, and I stopped him before he even got started.

I don’t stop Declan. There’s no mistaking the raw desire in his eyes, and I want this experience. I want it with him.

He makes me come with his mouth, his hands, his voice. Gentle praises, low murmurs of‘That’s it, sweetheart,’and‘You’re perfect like this.’Touching me like I’m precious and powerful all at once. He teases my spent core with gentle licks before rolling off the bed. His naked backside is a vision in the soft glow of the lamp as he goes back to his pants and returns with a condom.

“Wait,” I pop up on my elbow, “Is that from your wallet?” I heard keeping a condom in your wallet can ruin it. The friction wears it down and makes it useless.

He rolls the condom over his length, and I’m completely mesmerized by the masculinity of the movement.

“No, I grabbed it from my bag while we were watching the movie.” He almost looks sheepish about confessing he was expecting this. But it just makes me smile.

He crawls over me, gently spreading my legs with his knees and positioning himself between my thighs. The heat of him against the crux of me has my hips tilting, seeking more.

I expect him to thrust into me right away, but he doesn’t. He holds his cock in his hand and brushes the tip over my clit. Back and forth, side to side. Little circles. I moan, wiggling against him, trusting him to give me what I need.

He leans down and kisses me, his tongue sliding over mine in long strokes that build the ache at my core. He’s right there. So close. Teasing just the tip.

I feel like I’m going to burst if he’s not inside of me soon.

“I need you,” I whisper.

“Not yet,” he replies. But the head of his cock dips a little lower, gliding through my swollen lips before returning to my clit.