When Amanda spun the wheels back into the dirt lot of Studs & Spurs, Knox knew just what her plan was. Too bad for little Miss Snotty, she wasn’t going to make it out of the truck, much less into the safety of the bar. He climbed over the edge of the bed and balanced on the side step.
Before she’d even brought the truck to a complete stop, he already had a hand on the handle. The truck jerked to the stop right beside the bar’s back door. The rain came down harder now and he caught her completely by surprise as he threw open the passenger side door. Just as he suspected, she’d been diving for it in the hopes to make it out before he’d realized which direction she’d gone in.
Amanda shrieked and reared back, scrambling for the driver’s side door. Knox dashed whatever hope of freedom she’d entertained when his hand clamped down on her calf. In a smooth motion, he dragged her upside down, kicking and cussing, back over his lap. With the other, he slammed the door and locked them into the private confines of the truck cab.
Amanda still had her work clothes on, a skirt which ripped easily within his grasp. Ignoring her screaming curses and the wild jerking of her body as she fought for freedom, he tore her panties out of the way and revealed the smooth, golden globes of her ass.
He didn’t hesitate before he cracked his hand right over the fleshy curve of her rear. Venting his anger, his frustration, jealousy and sense of betrayal into every smack, Knox let all the volatile emotion pour out of him.
Knox lost all focus, barely aware of her curses blending into moans or of the way her hips lifted, blindly arching upward, in search of her punishment. Then, in a split second, he realized how bright red her ass had become, how he could see the imprint of his own hand on her flesh. In a moment of sizzling comprehension, Knox’s emotions jackknifed and he began to regret his action, fearing he might just have gone too far this time.
* * * *
Amanda swallowed, trying to breathe though the pleasure. It had been too much. Knox had unleashed the full force of his fury on her backside, leaving her tender and sore, but so damn in need the desire clenching her pussy had become more painful than the echoes of the spanking he had given her.
She’d driven him ruthlessly toward this moment and she would be damned if he didn’t give her what she wanted out of it. Pushing herself up on weak and trembling arms, she felt her cheeks slide through the pool of her own tears which had collected on the seat. Forcing herself upward, she straddled his thighs with her own and looked down into his eyes. Is that regret there?
“Amanda—”
She cut off the soft sound of his voice with her kiss. Amanda didn’t want to hear anything he had to say. Taking his lips with the fire of her own arousal fueling the savage beast he’d awakened in her body, she forced his lips open with her tongue and invaded his mouth like a conquering dictator. Knox sat still, a puppet beneath the mastery of her kiss.
It thrilled her for a moment, before doubt turned to unease and insecurity. Maybe she was screwing this up? He might really not want her, and she was just making a complete ass of herself. What the hell was she supposed to do now?
Her determination weakened and she wavered on the very verge of retreat. Her muscles gathered and tensed, anticipating the order for withdraw and gathering up its strength to see the motion through. In that second, a grim reality hit her. She didn’t enjoy this. She got off on being manipulated, used, bossed, bullied and ordered about, but she didn’t thrill at being in charge. Well, shit…
The striking revelation had her lips lifting from his in surprise only to be recaptured as Knox exploded into motion beneath her. One second she was straddling him and the next he had her pinned beneath his heavy weight with his mouth ravaging hers. Grinding into her, Knox teased her entire body with the hard rub of his muscles.
The tattered remains of her skirt left little protection to the tantalizing pass of his still covered erection over her mound. Thick and long, it distorted his jeans, making the denim stretch until she could feel every rough fiber scrapping in teasing caresses over her sensitive skin and setting flame the burn overtaking her pussy.
Oh, God, he’s so big! Bigger than any man she’d ever ridden. Deliciously thick, scrumptiously hard, and orgasmically long, her pussy drooled with the very thought of getting filled by Knox again. It clenched in painful demand for tasting its treat, and her hands hastened to obey.
Crammed between the hard press of bodies, fighting the hard stretch of denim, her fingers wiggled maddeningly about, but couldn’t free Knox from his jeans. With a grunt, he freed her lips and lifted up just enough to undo his own jeans. In seconds, hard, smooth, velvet covered heat filled her hand and she squeezed, loving the way his cock jerked in her grip.
“Is that what you want, baby girl?” Knox growled, dipping his head to place biting little kisses down her neck. “You want me to fuck you with that?”
Oh, yeah. Amanda tried drawing him down with a tug on his cock, but his hips remained arched, leaving her fingers to slide down his length with a pull that made him grunt. Knox’s fingers curled around the collar of her shirt and, with a jerk, the material ripped clean down to the hem. A second later her bra snapped and fell away, allowing Knox’s warm, callused palm complete access to her tender globes.
His fingers curled around one tender tip, tightening in a silent warning that had her moaning.
“No. Please.”
“No, what, baby girl?” His tongue snaked out to tickle the very tip of her nipple. Like an electric shock, the there-and-then-gone caress had her bucking. She jerked in his hold and his fingers pinched down, making her cry out even harder.
“You like that, don’t you, baby girl?”
Oh, God, yes.
“You like having your tits twisted.”
It was so wrong, but she did. She couldn’t stop her body from writhing any more than she could the wave of cream that slid out to bathe his cock in her desire.
“I think I’d like to know just how much you like it.”
That was all the warning she got before his hips arched and plunged, impaling her hard and fast on the full length of his erection. Amanda’s eyes bulged under the sudden penetration. He filled her like nobody ever had, and it burned with a marvelous pain, making her squirm just to set off more sparks.
“Now show me how much you enjoy my punishment.”
The dark, dirty words trickled around her neck, warming her flesh for his kiss. With a scrape of his teeth, he soothed her with a lick just before he pinched down hard on her tit and a slight twist had her exploding beneath him. Bucking into his strength, she shuddered as deep inside she could feel the walls of her cunt ripple down the length of his cock.
Low and husky, he chuckled. “I do so enjoy being buried in your tight heat, baby girl.”
And Amanda loved his fucking, especially when his hips lifted and took flight in an escalating rampage of hard, pounding thrusts. Seizing possession of her body and control her soul, Knox commanded her as he drove her higher and higher. Details disappeared in the frenzy, the mouth ravaging her breast, the hands tormenting her, and his cock stroking with tantalizing speed over the sensitive walls of her pussy. It all blurred until in one great, rounding lash the chaos went white and she snapped free of the binds of reality.
Chapter 37
Knox went down roaring under the force of his orgasm. Collapsing into the soft, plush bed of Amanda’s curves, he let the release wash over him. Stronger than any force he’d ever endured, his muscles trembled under the strain. They burned, not from overuse, but from the lack of oxygen. His heart thundered too fast for his lungs to match the beat. The air whipped in and out of his chest so quickly it became almost painful to try and actually capture a breath.
Condoms. The thought hit him, forcing all the air right out of his lungs. Ah, shit. This was the second time he’d forgotten about that all-important protection. A sobering and chilling thought, the worry brought Knox back to more harsh realities, like they were still sprawled out across the seat of hi
s truck, parked in a public lot.
Ah, hell. If he knocked Amanda up like this, she’d probably never forgive him. Knox wanted to cuss out loud, to give voice to the harsh litany of profanity resting just behind his lips, but he kept them in. He could only imagine what Amanda’s response to him cursing up a blue streak would be while his cock still rested burrowed into her heat.
That won’t make this situation any better. I need a real solution to this problem. Knox needed to figure out how to control this skid they’d slid into, because two facts became painfully obvious. Amanda wasn’t going anywhere but back to the ranch with him, and he’d better figure out how to control her before she tore up his home. He needed something to leverage Amanda to bring her into line.
“You know, I’m beginning to think putting up with you is worth some compensation.”
Knox’s jaw flexed at the too happy, taunting sound of her voice. The baby girl was giddy, thinking she’d won. Obviously she’d forgotten a few important points.
“You kissed me, remember?”
Yes, she had. She’d started this whole misadventure. Whether Knox wanted to claim it had begun in the bedroom this morning with her snotty attitude, or with her cute little note or the way she stole his truck, he could lay it all at her feet. Amanda could argue it, but then they’d get to that kiss. It had been all her. And it hadn’t been very good.
“But I didn’t rip my own clothes to shreds. I think that kind of says it all, don’t you?”
No. Knox didn’t. A pearl of wisdom appeared to him. It hit him with perfect clarity just what Amanda’s goal actually was. She doesn’t want to be under my control. She wants to be at my mercy.
He smiled against her neck, reveling in just how the scales had shifted. Amanda must have sensed the change in the current, because he felt her tense beneath him. When she spoke again he thrilled the tinge of uncertainty creeping into her tone.
“You’re smiling. Why are you smiling?”
Knox lifted his head, letting his evening stubble scrape against her cheek. He enjoyed the way her body shivered ever so slightly beneath his in response. “Well, I just came, but I’m still hard. Lucky for me I’m still buried in your hot, little cunt. I got you naked and at my mercy. That’s worth a smile, don’t you think?”
She wouldn’t say it, but he knew she agreed. He felt it in the sudden clench of her sheath around him. Yeah, her body melted right around him in celebration of his victory, but Amanda didn’t wave the white flag by any means.
He might have figured out a way to subdue her physically, but Knox could see the mischief swirling in her dark eyes. Leverage, he still needed it if he hoped to keep Amanda from figuring out some way to cause trouble. Something or someone…
“I think maybe it’s time we bring this party to an end, or have you forgotten we’re parked behind a bar?” His silence must have made her itchy, because worry squeaked in her voice.
Knox stretched his neck, making a show out of looking around at the fogged windows. Nobody could see anything, but anybody passing by would know what kind of show they were missing. If any of his other brothers had pulled this stunt, he’d have torn into them good. Amanda probably knew that. She was needling him again, but he wouldn’t take the hook.
“Yeah, you’re probably right,” he drawled out as he let his eyes settle back into Amanda’s shadowed gaze. “But I think you’ll take the harder hit in the eyes of the good citizens of Humble. After all, it’s natural for a man to want to screw his brother’s girl. It’s up to the girl to be above it.”
Amanda’s eyes narrowed and he knew his words had pierced her afterglow. “Why are you always insulting my honor?”
“Why are you always trying to push me beyond my control?” Knox retorted. “Because it’s fun, but it’s also destructive, which is why we’re going to stay like this until we come to an understanding.”
“Understanding?” Amanda arched a brow and pushed hard against him. “Then maybe you should understand a woman doesn’t like to have a serious conversation with a man who just beat her ass and then fucked her in his truck outside a bar packed full of people. You can understand that, can’t you?”
“Understand it, just don’t give a damn about it.” Knox shrugged.
Her gaze narrowed on him. What she said next didn’t shock or worry Knox. “I think Jace would care, don’t you?”
“Yeah, that’s one of the things I wanted to talk to you about.”
He arched his hips, pulling himself free of her clinging depths. Fresh beads of sweat began to gather between his shoulder blades as he forged slowly back in. He didn’t let her see the strength it took not to pound into her. Instead, Knox continued talking as if he weren’t gently screwing the woman beneath him.
“Here’s the thing. We aren’t going to play that game anymore.”
Amanda panted, her eyes fluttering closed as every muscle in her neck strained. Despite the heavy, breathy quality of her voice, she still managed to get out her question. “We’re not?”
“Not unless you want me to go home and tell Jace I caught you screwing some man out in his truck behind the bar.”
Her lips opened, they even moved, but only a moan came out as her entire body twisted beneath his. All around him, he could feel her clenching as her little cunt began to pulse with a strengthening rhythm. He knew she wasn’t anywhere near an orgasm, but she wanted it.
“You wouldn’t dare,” she managed to whisper.
“Yeah, actually I would,” Knox smirked, giving her a little harder thrust to punctuate his vow. “I am just the type of man who will do anything to get what I want. What I want is for you to be wet and willing, waiting in my bed. I want you to remember women are supposed to be sweet and gentle, not manipulative vixens driving two brothers toward violence.”
“Please, Knox,” Amanda gasped beneath him.
Her eyes had glazed over and he knew her need had grown a little too dense for his words to penetrate. Time to stop. When he did, it took her a moment, but a second later her eyes popped open and narrowed on him. Amanda was back.
“You son of a bitch…ahhhh!”
Amanda’s snarl turned into a scream as he gave her one hard, deep thrust to remind her just who held all the power. Her whole body shuddered under the impact and deep, deep inside she melted around his persuasion. Panting out little sexy sounds, she snapped back to her old self faster this time.
“This is so unfair,” she managed to grind out.
“That’s what I was explaining a moment ago. I don’t play fair.” Knox laughed at just the thought. “Not when it comes to my family. I know what you are. You’re trouble and I happen to love my brothers. I don’t want to see you hurt them.”
“I’m not going to hurt them.”
He had her mad now. Amanda shifted and twisted trying to dislodge him, but Knox didn’t budge. He knew it added to her fire that the man pissing her off also happened to be stretching her pussy wide over all ten thick inches of his cock. Every wiggle and shift had him pressing into her tender walls, and damn but if felt beyond good, especially the way she clenched and pulsed around him. Baby girl might be mad, but she’s still hot.
“Get off me.”
Amanda hit him, right on the shoulder. As a punch it was so dainty and small it made him grin all the more. “Settle down now.” He gave her more of his weight, flattening her into the seat. “I told you, we’re not going anywhere until we sort things out.”
“There is nothing to sort out. You’re a bastard, and I’m the innocent unjustly accused. Now if you don’t mind, will you please get your dick out of me?”
“That’s not really what you want, baby girl, because the last thing you are is innocent.” To emphasize his point Knox started rocking into her again with a slow, steady roll meant to drive her insane.
“Will you stop doing that!” She managed to make it sound like a demand despite the way she groaned it out.
“Why?”
“Because I can’t think when you’
re teasing me like this. Either be a man and step up or be a boy and go home.”
“You’re not going to insult me into giving into your desires anymore, Amanda.”
“Ahh.” Her nails scraped over his shoulders as her fingers curled into tiny fists, pinching just a little bit of his skin. A slight tinge of pain that emphasized her annoyance. “You are being intentionally difficult about this. And I know what you think you are doing, but it is not going to work.”
Knox cocked his head, in mock curiosity. “What’s that?”
“You know.”
“No. Tell me.”
“Fine. You’re intentionally doing everything to piss me off the way I piss you off. There, I said it. Are you happy?” She mounted an all out pelvic assault, bumping and grinding into him in a direct attempt to force the fucking. “Damnit!”
Knox smirked at her annoyance when he brought all motion to a stop simply by collapsing into her. “So you’re not even going to bother denying it was all intentional?”
“What do you want? You want me to say I am an obnoxious brat who intentionally set you up to get a beat down by your own brother as revenge for you being a jackass? There, I said it! I admit it. I’m an evil, horrible monster and you better remember that, because this isn’t a role or a game. This is me and if you want to play then bring it on, baby boy. I’ll take your ass down.”
Knox laughed. He couldn’t help it. The woman had a few cans missing out of her twelve pack. “I guess we fit then. I’m a jackass and you’re a bitch, that about sum it up?”
Amanda paused on her response, and then, just like that, he felt the tension drain right out of her. “I guess so, but the next time you call me a bitch I’m smacking the living shit out of you.”
“Fair enough, but you hit me and it’s on.” He gave her another spontaneous hard thrust to emphasize just what would be on. “I’m not going to stop until you’re on your knees, naked and whimpering at my mercy.”
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