HARD KNOX (12 page)

“Never again,” I said to Porter.

Then I spit at him.

It felt good to spit at him.

“Disarm these fucks,” Knox shouted
to Matteo and Ari. “Then put them in the trunk of the car.” He looked down at
Porter. “Try and come back at me for this. I dare you. You and I both know this
was personal. Don’t bring anything else into it. Ana is my girl and will be for
the rest of my life.”

“That won’t be long you fucking rat
piece of shit,” Porter said.

Knox started to laugh. It was sort
of scary to see him laugh in such a situation. He then said, “Tell your
Captain
to give me a shout. I have something that might be of his interest.”

Knox turned and put his arm around
me. As he motioned to his motorcycle I heard the sound of Matteo and Ari as
they started to jack up the two bodyguards that had tried to get me. The thuds
and groans didn’t bother, which made me wonder if I was just as messed up as
Knox.

He handed me his helmet and smiled.
That smile was like waking up to a sunrise over the beach. The way one side
lifted higher than the other. The way his little dimples showed. The way he
looked at me.

“What about my car?” I asked.

“I’ll call Liam to come tow it,” he
said. “Don’t worry about anything, darlin’. We have nothing left to lose here,
okay? It’s just us. Nothing complicated anymore.”

He kissed me as one of the goons
yelled in pain. Porter screamed something but I didn’t hear.

We kissed and it felt like our
first kiss.

I wanted to believe Knox when he
said we had nothing to lose and that it wouldn’t be complicated. The truth was
that running with an outlaw… everything was complicated. And I had everything
to lose.

I had Knox to lose.

Plus, one more
…

twenty

(knox)

*NOW*

Her pussy was my drug. Her body was
my addiction. Her fucking eyes were my soul.

My tongue licked against the wet
silk of her slit and I kept going up. She was on her hands and knees, face down
on the bed, her ass high in the air. She had been wiggling it at me like she
was waving the white flag, but we were far from calling this thing quits.

Sorry, darlin
’, you
’re
not done until I say you
’re fucking done.

I kissed her beautiful ass cheeks,
one by one, my fingers then kneading into her skin, spreading everything wide
open for my liking. Goddammit, looking at both her holes left me fucking
hungry, thirsty, and made my cock fill up so much I thought I was going to
shoot a load right there on the goddamn carpet of the room.

It felt so good to be back in the
clubhouse, back in my fucking room where I had called home for so long. Not to
mention having my darlin’ with me. Being able to wake up and have her in my
arms made me feel more like a man, if that made sense at all.

But fuck that romance shit for a
second.

I was staring at a dripping pussy
and a puckering ass.

I wasn’t done drinking her sweet
nectar yet.

I made a quick move and spun around
and sat on the floor next to the bed. I grabbed at Ana’s hips and pulled her
off the bed, lining that pussy up to my ravenous mouth. She let out a whimper
cry and stood there, staring down at me.

It was like she was in shock for a
few seconds.

I took care of that.

I grabbed the back of her knees and
forced them to the bed. That brought her right to me. Then I slipped up to her
ass again and held her there, feasting on her.

Her clit and my tongue were in a
battle where we both would outcome as winners. I flicked up, down, left, right,
writing her the most erotic love letter possible. And in return she came all
over me. One hand grabbing my hair, the other grabbing the bed for balance, Ana
leaned forward and started to cry my name.

Her love letter to me was one word:
Knox.

And that was fucking fine by me.

She ground herself against my willing
tongue. I felt the stubble on her mound rubbing against me. The insane heat. No
air to breathe. The warm gush of her pussy over and over.

My dick stood like a fucking
flagpole. I dug my fingers into her ass even harder, resisting the urge to grab
my cock and jerk off.

Shit, I was already halfway to
coming and Ana hadn’t touched me yet.

Her knees finally buckled and she
slid down me.

I felt her hot lips touch my chin,
my chest, leaving a wet streak down my body.

I eased her down until the head of
my cock touched her slit.

She quickly gasped and looked at me
with eyes that begged for a break… but a flicker that begged for more.

“Not yet, darlin’,” I whispered to
her.

I pulled at her, feeling her wet
cunt welcome me again.

Ana let out a desperate cry and
tried to lift up. I let her go, moving away from my dick. Her face turned eight
shades of red, she bit her lip, and then she eased back down on me. This time
she took all of me.

My hands grabbed at her hips and I
thrust up, making sure every depth of her sweet slit was fully explored by me.

Her hands slithered around to my
hair and she threw her head back, letting herself scream of my name.

Knoxxxxxx
…

The x’s came off her tongue like
fucking music.

Her tits were in my face and I made
damn sure to give them attention.

Her nipples were delicious and she
loved when I used the tip of my tongue to trace circles around them. The faster
I moved, the more her hips bucked at me.

We fucked like tomorrow was never going
to come.

Hell, when you run outlaw, that’s
always a fucking possibility.

My hands rested under her thick
thighs and I guided her up and down. I put my head back and enjoyed the fucking
beautiful show as she rode my cock, her tits bouncing, the helpless moans as
she started to come for the second time. She did amazing, moving up and down,
but then she lost her legs for a few seconds. Collapsing down on my cock didn’t
help her body achieve any sense of relief from me, but it felt fucking good.
She fell forward, face down, letting out the sweetest whimpers I’d ever heard
on a woman in my life. Her hips kept rocking forward and back, battling against
my cock as though it would get smaller or she’d find more room.

Not a fucking chance, darlin
’.

I grabbed her lower back and kept
her right there.

Those whimpers continued and it was
driving me fucking insane.

“Darlin’, I love you,” I said out
of nowhere.

“Oh, Knox,” Ana purred. “I love you
so much… it’s so good… oh Knox… please come in me…”

That was good enough for me. I bent
my knees and started to stand.

I was buried inside her as I stood
up and turned. We had a bed next to us the entire time but ended up on the
fucking floor. What can I say? When I wanted Ana, I took her. My body took
control of my mind. Our history played out every second I lived and I didn’t
want a second to waste worrying about anything but tasting her and having her.

I placed Ana on the bed and she
grabbed at my hair, pulling at me.

I kissed her first and started to
fuck her again second.

Slow and powerful thrusts, taking
myself out of her and slamming it right back in.

The way we kissed though…

The way my chest was just close
enough to feel her nipples touching mine…

The way she groaned while kissing
me…

Fuck, the way it made my stomach
feel when we were kissing…

Shit.

I realized right then I was making
love to Ana. I had moved beyond fucking her.

I was loving her. Truly loving her.

Her hands inched their way to my
back again, nails digging at me again. As she pulled, I thrust harder. My cock
swelled up and I was ready to go. I grabbed the sheets on the bed and pulled
away from the kiss. As I thrust, I pulled with my big shoulders, adding to my
thrusts. That made Ana arch her back again.

That’s when I started to come
again.

This time I was the one holding
deep, rocking my hips, feeling my cum coat the inside of her body over and
over. Pulsing and swelling, there wasn
’
t
a drop to waste. My balls jumped over and over each time I came. I started to
pull back, gently fucking her as she fucked back at me.

My cock was empty but that was
okay. I thrust back into her and lowered back down to her. We came together in
a mix of sweat, sex, and a smile I’d never forget on her face. Strands of hair
clung to her face as she stared at me. I could read her eyes for days. I swear
on it.

“What are you thinking?” she asked
me.

“How beautiful you are, darlin’. It’s
all I think about.”

“Knox…”

“It’ll be fine,” I said.

She nodded, swallowing hard.

“Darlin’, do you trust me?” I
asked.

“Of course I do, Knox.”

“Then there’s nothing to worry
about.” I touched her face, loving the smell of our bodies together. The heat,
sex… goddamn. “I’ll take care of you until my last breath.”

Ana sighed with a purr. Her eyes
looked misty for a few seconds. “Knox, I never thought this would happen.”

“It’s happening… and will happen
for the rest of our lives.”

We gently kissed but it was like
getting struck by lightning. I swore, every time I kissed my darlin’ it was
like falling in love all over again.

The quick jolt to my heart sent a
quick jolt to my cock. I was already in Ana… and I was filling right back up.

And I never was the kind of man
to pass up an opportunity
…

I felt bad for her. She was still
nervous about everything that had happened. It had been a lot in a month, but I
had kept my promise to her. She was safe. Nothing else had happened to her. The
Reap was in control of the town again, cruising around, taking favors as needed
to show our strength and presence.

Uncle Jakey was pissed at me for
what I had done, but the second he took the head of the table and stroked the
gavel like Ana to my dick, he settled right in. There were no real orders or
commands, merely information being shared about our town, our city, and how we
were going to stay alive, stay out of prison, and earn again.

Trust me, we were all doing just
fine on our own. Early investments in life had treated plenty of us well, but
over the years, booze, pussy, lawyers, the outlaw life… it wasn’t exactly as
free
as TV shows and movies make it seem.

Ana lived in a sense of fear that
was slowly breaking apart. She was radiant and beautiful.

I sat up in her bed and watched as
she climbed out of bed. Staring at her from behind had me shaking my damn head.
I couldn’t even imagine how beautiful she was. It was like if I blinked she
would look different.

But she didn’t.

She got more beautiful by the
second.

Her hair trailing down her back.
Her shoulders and arms, shit I never gave a damn about before. The way her body
made that hourglass shape, her hips rounded with my grips permanently in them.
Her legs were a little thick, and all I could think about was her straddling my
cock, pumping those legs up and down.

She walked to the bathroom and I
looked around the small bedroom.

I didn’t like the apartment at all.

I felt like we were too exposed. It
was too risky.

I didn’t like the idea of living in
the clubhouse either. It was nice to have it as a hangout, but I wasn’t stupid.
Ana forever fantasized about the house and white fence thing. I’d catch her
talking about it when we were younger and the way her face would light up
always made me smile.

Somewhere in my heart I always
wondered if I could give that to her. Maybe that’s what kept us apart too.

Things were different now.

I could…

My phone started to ring, right on
cue.

I leaned over the bed and wrestled
with my jeans.

“Matteo,” I said.

“Chapel,” he said “It’s big.”

The call went dead.

I turned and Ana appeared in the
doorway to the bedroom, still naked.

She reached up with one hand and
bit her lip. She was a little shy still but she was trying to be seductive to
me.

I threw the covers off and got out
of bed. My cock bounced and smacked off my leg, but only for a few seconds
because it started to grow in size again.

“Darlin’,” I said to Ana, “I have
to go. Work related.”

Her entire body posture changed.
She closed her legs, put her arms at her sides, and realized the moment had
come and gone.

“Hey,” I said. “I’ll be back. You’ll
be safe. No worries.”

“I hate when this happens,” Ana
whispered.

I know she hated bringing up the
past. I hated when she brought up the past. But I understood it. It was hard to
just start over, clean slate. That was all bullshit. I watched my ma and old
man go through enough clean slates to weigh down a dump truck. And in the end,
my old man fucked women, my ma took off, and the house I called home stood on
rotted boards, waiting to come down.

I kissed Ana, gently, and hated
that I had to walk away from her naked body. I hated that I had to get dressed.
But this was a big deal. I had to get my mind straight.

I started to turn and Ana grabbed
at my leg.

“Yeah, darlin’?” I asked.

“Can you be late?”

“I don’t have a punch clock,” I
said.

“Good.”

Her hand slipped forward and she
touched my throbbing cock. Her fingers teased all the way to the tip. As she
squeezed, she bit her lip again. I turned to face her again. Being late to
chapel wasn’t the worst thing in the world, but I’d take some serious hell for
it.

I started to move my right hand,
really thinking about stopping Ana, promising I’d make it up to her later.

Then she started to drop down to
her knees.

I sucked in breath and watched as
her sweet lips came forward and kissed my dick. Her tongue licked the bottom of
my shaft. She put her head back and swallowed hard.

“Aw, darlin’,” I said.

She grabbed the bottom of my shaft
and held me. Her mouth then started to move over my cock.

I was going to be late
… and
it was fucking worth it.