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thirty-one

Knox

I wake up the next morning with Harlow still naked in my bed, the memory of last night flowing through my mind on repeat.

We slept together. I actually had sex with Harlow last night. The months of teasing, flirting, and denial reached their peak, and we both catapulted right over the edge.

We didn’t talk about any of this beforehand, though. The desire overflowed, and we just tumbled right into my bed, not thinking of what any of this might mean for this fake relationship. For us .

Not that there is an us. We’re just friends.

Friends who fuck, apparently, but still just friends.

It’s not like I can give more than casual sex anyway.

I shake the sleep from me and slowly slip out of bed, not wanting to wake her since she’s still sleeping so peacefully.

I sneak into the en-suite bathroom and make a beeline right to my shower, but this shower will be different from the others I’ve had lately.

This time, I won’t have to jack myself off imagining what it would be like to be with Harlow because I already know. Hell, I won’t need to jack off at all if she decides she wants to keep this new arrangement going.

And as I hear the bathroom door quietly open, I know that’s exactly what she wants to do.

She carefully shuts the door behind her, no doubt trying to be sneaky.

“Morning, Freckles.”

I hear Harlow grumble as she walks to the shower. “So much for sneaking up on you.” She slides in now, wearing my favorite outfit of hers—absolutely nothing. “Would’ve been fun to scare the shit out of you.”

I laugh as I look back over my shoulder, rinsing the shampoo from my hair and catching her eyes fixed directly on my backside. “Damn, you really do like my ass,” I chuckle while I turn around.

“It’s not like I was going to lie about that,” she says, stepping closer to me as I reach out my arms to wrap around her waist. The feel of her water-soaked skin against me is already burning me up with need.

I press a kiss to the top of her head. “Didn’t think you would. But it’s a hell of a confidence boost to actually see you checking me out.”

“You were just blind then, Slick,” she says, turning her head up to face me, “because I’ve been checking you out for years now.” Desire floods over me as I can feel my dick stiffen against her. “Really?” she asks, arching her brow.

“Baby, you’re naked in my shower with your tits pressed against my chest. How the fuck am I not supposed to get hard right now?”

She stands on her tiptoes and kisses me before taking a step back. “Then you’re in luck,” she says, dropping to her knees. “I didn’t get the chance to taste you last night.”

“Been imagining what you’d look like on your knees for me. Been wondering how your lips would look wrapped around my cock.”

“Want to find out?” Harlow says deviously, hand wrapped around my length as she starts pumping.

“More than you fucking know. Now, spit on it, Harlow. Make it messy.” She does exactly as I ask before she takes her tongue and licks the bead of precum leaking out. “Shit,” I say as she closes her lips around the head before sliding down my shaft and taking as much of my cock into her mouth as she can. “Fuck… look at you, Harlow. So pretty on your knees for me. You take me so fucking well.”

I see the lust flash through her eyes at the praise as she takes me deeper, running her tongue along the vein on the underside. “God fucking damn,” I moan, my breathing rough. “That mouth feels almost as good as your pussy.”

Her moan is stifled by my dick in her mouth, but I hear it all the same. “You like hearing that, Harlow? You like hearing how good your mouth feels?” Another light moan. “Dirty fucking girl,” I say with a malicious smile. “Put one hand behind your back and bring the other to that tight cunt that I just know is already dripping for me. Fuck your fingers while I fuck your face. But don’t come. Save that for me. ”

She obeys, slipping one hand behind her back and trailing the other to her core, sliding two fingers into her slick pussy and moaning around my cock as I start thrusting into her mouth. I take no caution; I fuck into her with reckless abandon, desperately seeking my release. She starts teasing her clit with her thumb and cries out in pleasure.

“Don’t come on those fingers, Harlow. You’re only allowed to clench around mine.” She lowly whines as she stops fingering herself so quickly. When she hollows out her cheeks for better suction, I lose it. “Fuck yes, just like that, baby. Not gonna last much longer if you keep that up.”

Tears are streaming down her face as I keep thrusting, gagging her each time as I hit the back of her throat. Harlow drags her tongue along my shaft again and grazes her teeth lightly across the top of my length. “Yes, that’s it, baby. I’m getting ready to come. I’m going to paint your throat, and you’re going to swallow every fucking drop.”

She moans again, and I can’t hold back. I slap a hand against the tile on the wall and curse as I fill her mouth with my white-hot climax. So much that it’s hard for her to swallow all at once, but she doesn’t waste a single drop.

I finish riding out my high with a few more light thrusts. As I stop moving, I quickly stand Harlow up and push her against the wall with a bruising kiss. “Good girl,” I murmur before stroking my tongue back against hers and quickly sliding two fingers into her pussy. “Such a good fucking girl.”

“Knox, oh God… “ I’ve barely started, and she’s already a writhing mess, nearly falling apart around my fingers.

“Mmm,” I mutter, lips brushing against the hollow of her throat. “You’re already close. You almost made yourself come by choking on my cock, didn’t you?”

“Yes…,” she replies, breathless.

“Think you can take another finger, pretty girl?”

“Uh huh…” she mumbles while I grin devilishly. I slowly slip my ring finger inside her now, stretching her and filling her up. “Fuck…”

“So tight, Harlow.” I thrust my fingers faster and harder. “You’re so goddamn tight for me.”

She moans as I hook my fingers inside of her. “I need to come…”

“You know what to do,” I say, nipping at her earlobe.

She groans before gathering her composure. “Please, Knox,” she murmurs. “Make me come.”

I smile maliciously as I thrust my fingers harder than before and swipe at her clit with my thumb. She’s already so close to exploding that that light motion shatters her completely.

She screams my name as I feel her pussy clench around my fingers, and she starts to come down from her orgasm.

“There you go, baby. I’ve got you,” I say, kissing her forehead as I slide my fingers out of her. I then bring them up and lick every bit of my arousal from them. “Fucking delicious, Harlow.”

Our mouths meet again, and she strokes her tongue against mine as our tastes mix together. Still skin to skin, I lead her to the water, positioning us directly under it.

This is a very different vibe now compared to what we just did. I almost had her blacking out, and now here I am, gently caressing her, planting kisses on her shoulder as I rinse her hair.

It’s a side of myself I didn’t know existed until Harlow.

And, strangely enough, I think I actually really like it.