Hard Knox - Riley Hart Page 0,60

was nearly summer, a cool front had come in this evening and was supposed to linger through the weekend.

“You cold?” he asked.

“Kind of…or maybe a little nervous too.” It had been a long time since I’d been nervous with a man, but this thing with Knox often had me feeling that way, like I didn’t have my footing, because this was so new to him and so important to me.

“Come here.” He tugged me close, right against his body, and wrapped his arms around me. “You feel good.” He rubbed his hand up and down my back. “It was…it was nice tonight. You meeting Charlie and Carol.”

I leaned back slightly and tilted my head up. “Yeah? I was scared it would stress you out.”

“Oh, it did that too.” He chuckled, and so did I. “But it was nice. I really want you to meet Charlie in person. She’s a little spitfire. You’ll like her.”

“I already do.”

Knox got small wrinkles around his eyes and along his forehead as if he was deep in thought, before he lowered his mouth to mine. That was basically all it took for my dick to start plumping up. Knox Wheeler went straight to my head, like this high that was good for me and I never wanted to come down from.

His hand slid down my back, stopped above my ass as if he wasn’t sure, then kept going. He palmed me, pulled me closer, and I grinded against him, feeling the hard ridge of his erection.

“Do you wanna go hang out in my room with me?” he asked teasingly, making me laugh.

“What if we get caught?” I played along, though it really was something we had to worry about.

“We’ll be quiet. I just…wanna touch you…”

Um, yes, please. “Beat you there!” I tugged the door open and ran into the house. Knox chuckled, then called Frankie Blue back in.

I went straight to his room, pushing the door so it was only cracked behind me. I heard Knox with the dog, and a moment later the door pushed open and he closed and locked it behind him.

As if there was a sudden magnetic pull between us, one second we were standing ten feet apart and the next our mouths smashed together, teeth clanked, tongues searched, his hand finding its way to my ass again. I groaned into the kiss, wrapped my arms around him, hands tangled in his hair, as I savored the taste of him and the feel of his beard against my skin.

“Fuck, I don’t know if I’ve ever been this hard.”

I smiled against his mouth, slid a hand down his body, and cupped his bulge. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” I placed a kiss to his neck. Knox dropped his head back to give me better access, but instead I said, “Take your shirt off,” before I began working the button on his jeans.

He did as I said, nearly ripping the damn tee off, showing me all that golden skin, the patch of hair between his pecs.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” I added. “I know this is new to you and—”

“It’s not too much. I want you, Cal.” Then Knox was tugging at my shirt until it was free. He dropped it, kissing me roughly, urgently, pulling me to him, and then we were stumbling toward the bed until we fell on it.

Once there, we kissed some more. I shoved my hand down his pants, rubbed his cock through his underwear. Knox hissed, arched toward me, ran his teeth over my throat and sucked the skin there into his mouth.

“Fuck.” My eyes rolled back, and he sucked harder, nipped at me and then sucked again. My balls were full, and as embarrassing as it was, I was seconds away from shooting my load just from being against him and feeling his mouth on me. “I wanna blow you.”

That got his attention. Knox’s mouth left my tender flesh. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.”

I playfully pushed at him, and Knox rolled over to lie on his back. I tugged his jeans and briefs down his thighs. He lifted for me, and I watched as his cock stood proud, long and thick, with dark pubes and full balls. I wanted to rub my face all over him, let him mark me with his scent. “Jesus, I’m going to have fun with this.” I wrapped my hand around him and stroked.

Knox nearly jolted off the bed. My eyes darted to his, nervous it was too much, but