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thirty-six

Knox

“Good morning, baby,” I say, wrapping Harlow in my arms as she wakes up.

“Good morning,” she smiles. “You seem like you’re in a good mood.”

Hell yes, I’m in a good mood.

The way we fucked after we came back from the club last night was something else entirely.

Not that I thought I could get enough of her before, but I sure as hell won’t be able to get enough of her now.

“I’ve been in a good mood quite a bit recently, I think,” I say as I pull her closer, kissing her softly.

“Yeah?” Harlow teases, lips ghosting over mine. “And why is that?”

“Because I have you in my bed. That would put anyone in a good mood.”

She smiles at me, bright and happy. “Sweet talker.”

“Hey, I’m speaking from experience here, Lo.” I kiss her deeply, leaving my lips brushing against hers after. “With the way I get to have you every night, I’ve got a good bit of personal experience to verify it.”

“And what about the way you had me last night?” she asks, fingertips dancing up my bare chest.

I graze my hands down her back before tightly cupping her ass. “Nobody else gets to have you like that. Nobody is going to take you bare and fill up your tight cunt, leaving their cum dripping out of you, except for me.”

“Is that so?” she taunts. Her hand ghosts my chest again, this time downward, as she slowly works her way to my half-hard cock. “You’re getting turned on just thinking about it.”

She starts lazily stroking my length, and in no time, I’m fully hard. “I get turned on just being around you, Harlow.” I groan as she starts moving her hand faster.

“Damn, you know how to make a girl feel wanted.”

“Baby,” I grunt, barely able to focus right now, “I always want you. Fucking always.”

“Mmm,” she says, planting kisses down my neck. “So, what do you want me to do right now, Knox?”

“On your knees,” I reply breathlessly. “Get on your fucking knees. I want you to choke on me.”

Harlow’s look is devious, sinful , as she crawls backward down the bed, sliding off and falling to her knees. “Come over here,” she beckons, hooking her index finger to coax me down the bed. “I’m ready to choke.”

God , she’s perfect.

I crawl to the foot of the bed, sitting myself down on the edge with Harlow on her knees in front of me.

Such a pretty sight.

Without me saying anything, she leans forward, spitting on my shaft before taking her hand and spreading it down my length. With her fist around the base, she closes her mouth over the tip and starts sucking.

“Fuck,” I moan. “Fucking love your mouth, Lo.”

She works her mouth down halfway while running her tongue along the underside of my dick. I bring my hands to her head, grabbing a fistful of hair with each one, as I catch a glimpse of us in the mirror on the wall opposite my bed.

“Goddamn, I love watching your ass in the mirror.” She smiles with her eyes as she places her hands on my thighs, slowly taking me further.

She stands now, bending over to keep the top half of her body parallel to the ground. And with this position, she can take me even deeper.

“Shit,” I say softly as I watch Harlow take in all of me. Every goddamn inch. The head of my cock is buried in her fucking throat. “Didn’t know… you could… deepthroat. Fucking hell .”

She keeps her eyes on me and brings a hand to cup my balls as she starts humming.

Humming .

Good fucking Lord Almighty.

The vibrations travel down my dick, and I’m about to explode.

I pull her off of me as quickly as I can. “Nope, not coming like that.” I take her hands and move her closer. “Coming in your pussy. Turn around and sit on me.”

“I like watching you lose control,” she says, her back to my chest, as she slowly lowers herself on my cock. She moans loudly when I’m fully seated inside her.

I groan as I look across the room again. “Fuck, Harlow. Look.” I turn her face and point it toward the mirror. “Open your eyes and look how fucking well we fit together.”

“You fit perfectly,” she replies, absolutely breathless, as I start moving her up and down my dick, my hands grasping her hips with force. She leans her head back on my shoulder, eyes fluttering closed.

“Watch, Harlow,” I say roughly, and her eyes shoot open. “Watch how well you take me. There you go. That’s my fucking girl.”

Harlow sighs at the praise. “This feels so good.”

“Yeah,” is all I can manage in response. I’m so fucking close, but I’m not coming until she does.

I slip my hand between her thighs as she starts grinding on me, and I’m going to lose my fucking mind any second.

“Need to get you off first,” I growl. “Come for me, baby.”

“Uh… huh…,” she moans as my thumb brushes her clit. One more flick, and her pussy is fluttering around me.

“Yes, that’s it. Such a good girl for me, Harlow.”

“Now you,” she says as she’s slowly coming down from her orgasm, still grinding her pussy all over my cock. “Be a good boy and fill me up, Knox.”

Good boy .

Never in my life has someone called me a good boy in bed.

Apparently, though, I like that because before I know it, I’m coming harder than I ever have.

I’m screaming her name as I spill everything I have into her slick, warm pussy.

That feeling is unlike anything else. Absolutely euphoric .

And really fucking intimate.

Harlow’s leaning back against me as I lean forward, placing my head on her shoulder. “Goddammit. I think you just killed me.”

“I’ll give the eulogy at your funeral,” she lightly laughs. “Knox Spencer died doing what he loved best—giving incredible orgasms.”

I howl with laughter before I find her mouth with mine, kissing her deeply as I slowly slide my dick out of her. I quickly lay her down beside me, positioning her on her back with her ass at the edge of the bed.

“What are you doing?” she says, amused as she watches me fall to my knees in between her legs, spreading them wide. “You want to see again, huh?”

“Yeah,” I admit. “Love seeing my cum drip out of your sweet cunt.” I place sloppy kisses up the inside of her thigh, inching closer to her core. “Want to clean you up, too.”

“Wha-” Her words are cut off by a moan as I stroke my tongue up her pussy, tasting myself as my release seeps out of her. I press my face against her, driving my tongue deeper and lapping up both of our arousals. “Damn, that’s hot.”

I laugh against her core. “You’re getting wetter, aren’t you, pretty girl? You’re getting wet from me eating my own cum out of your perfect, little pussy.”

“Fuck, Knox… this is so good.”

I push my tongue further in, sucking as much of my release out of her as I can. With my mouth full, I stand up and hover over Harlow, tapping her mouth with my finger. She opens, and I spit inside before kissing her, letting us both taste how fucking sweet we are together as our tongues battle for dominance.

As she moans into my mouth, I know there won’t be an easy way to let this woman go when the season is over.

I think I’d keep her in my bed for the rest of my life if I could.

I just don’t know if that will be enough for her.