The Do-Over (The Rooftop Crew #5) - Piper Rayne Page 0,49

His tongue slowly adds more pressure. I grind, needing friction on my clit, needing him to take me where no man ever has in this position.

He groans and his fingers tighten on my hips. It’s almost game over, and he must sense it because he concentrates on my clit, flicking it with his tongue and sucking on it. One hand disappears off my hip and he delves inside me, in and out until my body is flailing like a fish. But instead of begging for air, I’m begging for an orgasm.

Then I can’t clench hard enough to delay it. As my climax hits, my head pushes into the mattress and I give in, allowing my orgasm to take over my body. It’s the best feeling I’ve had in ages. All the stress, all the worries dissipate from my body.

Knox doesn’t leave between my legs though. Instead he licks me until I stop vibrating from the wake. Then he lifts himself off, strips off his boxer briefs, goes to the nightstand, and returns with a condom in hand.

I take the condom from his hands, ripping it open. “You’ve been working so hard, allow me.” I roll the condom down his large length.

His hand cradles my cheek, his thumb running along my skin. “When you come… you’re gorgeous.”

My breath catches in my throat. Knox’s lips meet mine as he crawls on the bed, and I scoot up until he’s on top of me, his knee nudging my thighs open. The tip of his dick is right there at my opening. This is it. I’m going to have sex with him, and after this, there’ll be no turning back.

As though he can hear my inner thoughts, he looks up and brushes a hair from my forehead. “You okay?”

I nod and grab the back of his head. His lips fall to mine and I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He enters me slowly, never stopping our kiss. I inhale sharply when he’s fully inside me. Nothing has felt so wondrous. I’ve never felt so full. He tears his lips off me and locks his gaze with mine as he draws out of me and pushes back in. My fingers clutch his shoulder blades from the force, and when he does it again, I clench and tighten my thighs around his waist.

He quickens the pace. I tilt my head up to allow him access to kiss me as he drives in and out of me with abandon. Our hands are everywhere, trying to quench the need that’s been between us for weeks. Being in the moment with him, feeling what he’s feeling, the noises he makes, the words he murmurs, it all sucks us into a tornado of sexual desire we’re greedy to ride out.

My orgasm is coming on fast—maybe because I just came from his mouth. As though reading my thoughts, he rolls us and brings me on top of him, his hands molding to my hips. His eyes stare up at me gets me to the brink. I rock in the direction his hands on my hips take me, and in seconds, I’m barreling toward my climax, crying out.

He keeps up the pace while I clench around him, then his abs contract under my touch. He clenches so hard, he sits up and takes me in his arms, groaning then stilling inside me.

His hands run up my bare back and shivers chase his touch. “You’re amazing. So beautiful. I want to see you come all the damn time.”

I’m a sweaty mess as he kisses my neck and tells me how hard he came. We unhook from one another, and he goes to the bathroom to discard the condom before returning.

He slides into bed and opens the sheet for me to follow him. “Take a nap with me?”

Although I have a million things I have to do, I can’t deny him.

“And then after, we’ll move your stuff back here,” he mumbles, his eyes already drifting closed.

“I’m not moving back,” I whisper.

“What?” His eyes fly open, and I laugh and shake my head. “Why not?”

“Because it’s better this way.”

He looks at me long and hard, clearly not happy, then pats my shoulder. “We’ll talk after we sleep. Just a few hours.”

His hand nestles along my body, sliding me closer. My naked body presses to his and the feelings I’ve come to know so well disappear—for once, I’m free of worry and anxiety.

I slide out of bed, grab my computer from Rian and Dylan’s, and