Hard Knox - Riley Hart Page 0,61
there was only wild desire in his gaze.
I went to lean over, but his hand on my chest stopped me. “Wait. I want to see you too.”
His fingers trembled as he reached for the button on my jeans, then tugged the zipper down. I knelt beside him, letting Knox control this as he pulled down my jeans and trunks. My cock popped free of the material, and I silently said a thank-you to the sex gods. I’d been dying confined like that.
“I…wow…”
I laughed. “Well, shit. I can’t complain about that reaction.”
“Never been this close to someone else’s dick before.”
“Can I get up close with yours now?”
Knox laughed. “Yeah.”
“Good. And just so you know, I expect a wow every time you see me naked.” I stood, got my clothes off, then climbed back onto the bed with him. I settled between Knox’s spread thighs, pressing kisses there before swiping at his sac with my tongue. His skin tasted salty, his scent musk and soap, and I fucking loved it.
Knox moaned when I sucked his balls, then let my tongue make a journey from the root to the tip of his shaft. Precome leaked on his belly. I pushed his cock out of the way, met his eyes as I licked it.
“Oh fuck, that was sexy.” His cock jerked. “This is gonna go quick.”
“We can take it slow next time,” I told him. “Come in my mouth.” Then, then I took him deep. Knox moaned again. His thighs flexed. His hand went into my hair, knotted there.
Each time he got to the back of my throat, I swallowed around him, went faster, sucked harder, used my hand, then just my mouth as I buried my face into the hair of his groin.
Knox was groaning and saying my name over and over. “Cal…Callum…”
He thrust gently, and I pulled off. “Don’t stop. You can give it to me.” I went down on him again, and he pumped his hips into my mouth. It wasn’t the hardest I’d taken it. I could tell he was testing the waters.
My dick was aching, needing a little friction, but I wanted Knox to come first. His hand tightened in my hair, his muscles constricting, his breathing faster as he thrust and still kept saying my name like it was a prayer.
“You sure? You…”
My answer was to keep going, take him deep. His body tensed, his cock spasming as he shot, filling my mouth with his release. I swallowed, he shot again, and I took that one as well.
Shoving up so I knelt again, I wrapped a hand around my cock, jacking myself. Knox’s eyes were riveted on me, on my hand moving along my shaft, and then he was sitting up, reaching for me. “Can we do it together?”
“Fuck.” I didn’t think I’d ever heard anything hotter.
He covered my hand with his, and it only took a few more strokes before my balls tightened and the whole damn world exploded behind my eyelids. My load splattered against his leg, running all over our hands.
And then…we were quiet. I watched him, waiting for his reaction, only to see a slow smile spread across his face. “Come here.” Knox tugged me to him and kissed me. He didn’t seem to care that his come had just been on my tongue.
We lay together, kissing lazily for what felt like hours. Eventually, I said, “I should clean up and go home.”
“I wish you could stay…maybe in the spare room, so you can have breakfast with us? Or in here with me and you can sneak out early.”
“No.” I shook my head. “But it means a lot that you want me to.”
Knox nodded and kissed me. “I’ll get dressed and walk you out.”
Again, I turned him down. “I’m a big boy. I can get to my car on my own. I promise.”
“I didn’t mean—”
“I know.”
He watched as I went into his bathroom and cleaned up. As I got dressed. After pressing one more kiss to his lips, I said, “I’ll lock up behind myself.”
“Call us tomorrow?”
“Of course,” I replied, and left before I changed my mind.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Knox
The next few weeks seemed to fly by. Callum worked extra shifts, trying to build his patient list. Still, we spent most of our spare time together. Most evenings he ended up at our place, having dinner with us. He’d hang out until Logan went to sleep, and then we’d sneak into my bedroom like a couple of horny teenagers and mess around before Callum went home.