Hard Knox - Riley Hart Page 0,75

I’d made this week.

“My little prisoner has had enough?”

“Your little prisoner wants his lumberjack’s cock.”

I laughed, flying that I could make him feel this way, that he wanted me that much.

I got my fingers slick and worked him open, the way he’d shown me he liked. It was something else, watching them sink into his ass, feeling him hug them the way he would soon do to my cock.

“I’m good. Fuck me. Please, Knox. I need you.”

My dick pulsed, jerked at that. “I need you too.”

He handed me the condom. I ripped it open and suited up. He pushed up on his hands and knees. I knelt behind him and just…froze.

Callum looked over his shoulder, eyebrows furrowed and concern on his face. “It’s okay if you’re not ready. I didn’t mean to rush you.”

“No.” I shook my head. “I…I think I’m in love with you.” I probably knew I was and thought about it before, but the truth slammed into me in that moment, and I couldn’t hold it back. “I’m in love with you.”

Time slowed. Callum turned, crawled toward me, his eyes filled with tears. “I love you too, so much, it’s all I can feel or think sometimes.”

We smiled, both on our knees in the middle of the bed. I pulled him to me, kissed him, smiled against him, before laying him down on his back. I lubed my cock, and he spread his legs for me.

“I like looking at you.” I leaned over, pressed against him, and worked my way inside. I felt his body tighten, then give, but still this hot grip around me.

Callum breathed deep, and when he did, I’d pause. “You’re big. I haven’t had anything that big inside me for a while. We have to go slow.”

So I did. I kissed his temple and eyebrow, the tip of his nose, until his body relaxed and loosened up enough for me to sink all the way in. “Jesus Christ. I’ve never been inside something so tight.” My whole body was trembling.

Cal wrapped his arms around me, moved against me, and that made all the live wires inside me start to work together in unison. I pulled my hips back, then snapped them forward. I fucked him fast, then slow, each stroke of my cock shooting me higher and higher until I wasn’t sure I’d find the earth again.

His nails dug into my back, his heels into me as his body moved with each pump of my hips.

“Harder,” he begged, and I gave it. Fucked him until I couldn’t breathe, until I was sweaty, and our bodies were slapping together, and my world spun too fast for me to hang on.

“What do you need?” I asked. I’d be damned if I came before him.

Callum licked his hand and shoved it between us to jack his cock. I leaned up to give him space and watched as he worked himself, his body still jolting with each of my thrusts until he squeezed his eyes closed tightly and cried out, shooting all over his chest. His ass spasmed around me. My vision went blurry and my body jittery as I came.

I fell on top of him. When I went to move, he wrapped his arms and legs around me, kissing my head and forehead and holding me. “Did you mean it?” Callum finally asked.

“Yes.” I looked at him. “I love you.”

He smiled like I’d given him the world. “I love you too.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Callum

I wasn’t sure two weeks had ever gone by faster than the last couple. It had been everything, going to bed with Knox each night and waking up with him every morning. We had meals together and watched TV together and argued about who would get up first to make coffee.

We talked about things we wanted to do with the kids, and I quietly freaked out that Charlie would hate me, or Logan would realize he hated me, and I’d lose this little family I so much wanted to be a part of.

And we fucked.

A lot.

It was awesome.

Knox was very good at what he did, and liked to learn, and when he found something that really got me off, like being a little rough, or holding me down, or making me feel like I belonged to him, he explored it a whole lot.

Maybe it was a good thing that the kids were coming home today because my ass probably needed a break.

He’d also spent quite a lot of time working on his blowjob skills. It