She is all sticky and wet; eyes glazed over and just fucked, hair fanned out around her. She leans over and bites the top of my shoulder. “Hmmm,” I say as I pull her into me, wrapping her up tight in my embrace. “Sleep Angel, we have to get up early.”
Chapter Nine
Sarah-Jane
I wake to the sound of water running, my eyes still heavy with sleep. I run my hand out to where Knox was when I drifted off to sleep in a lust-filled slumber. A small smile sneaks its way across my lips, which feel a little swollen to the touch. I rise up to find my man who so lovingly deflowered me last night. And what a night it was! It was all I could dream of and wish for – so hot and intense, sweet, kind and rough. It was everything.
I swing my legs out from under the covers to go find Knox and my muscles protest at the movement. I stand and take a step. My legs are shaky and a pain shoots through my core from my thighs. I smirk at the tingle I still feel down there. I find my grey-eyed boy in the shower, water cascading down over the taught muscles in his back, down over his tight ass and his strong thighs. This man instantly makes me wet and I lick my lips as I enter and wrap my arms around his waist, laying a kiss on his shoulder blade. He stiffens slightly and then unwraps in an instant. “Hey, you,” I murmur against him. As water falls over us both.
“Hey Angel,” he says back, his voice still hooded with sleep.
I smile. I love that he calls me that. I run my fingers down to the V of his torso, all the way down to his manhood, gliding my nails over his shaft. He sucks in a sharp breath, chest rising, his hands resting on the shower wall. His head lolls back, eyes roll closed. I begin to stroke and tease his cock and it instantly grows long and hard in my hand. I find it hard to believe that it fit inside me just a few hours ago, and didn’t break me. I’m so wet now, my clit starts to ache, longing for his touch. I continue to roll my hands around his cock, feeling it all. He spins around, pinning me up against the shower wall. “So, eager Miss Briggs,” he whispers against my cheek. He slides his wet legs between mine and pushes them open so he can step between them, his hard cock resting just above my hip bone.
“For you, Mr. Ambrose, always,” I grin, looking up at him from under my lashes. My hair is sticking to my face. He pushes it back and invades my mouth, biting down on my swollen lip and lifting me up at the same time.
“This will be quick, Angel, we have somewhere we need to be.” I don’t even get a chance to answer or ask for more information before he pushes his way into me. My pussy is so wet but it still protests against him, my swollen walls cringe at the length of him but my body relaxes around his entry. I start instinctively rocking against him, pulling myself up around him. One arm tight around his neck and my back pushed hard against the shower wall, I hold on tight as he pumps himself into me. My walls pulsate around him. I bear down on him, harder. I have to feel his whole length inside me. We move together in our own rhythm; traveling up the ladder of climax, higher and higher, matching each other moan for moan, pant for pant. The pure ecstasy between us driving us to devour, not only each other’s bodies, but our souls, is so completely overwhelming. The arousal between our bodies threatens to swallow us both. I feel every bit of his cock as it rocks back and forth in my entrance, hitting the inside of me deep. I feel his shaft massaging my tender, swollen walls. I feel him throb as pleasure overcomes him. I capture this moment in my mind’s eye and feast on the image of Knox consuming my body for his need, his pleasure, his desire and his release.
I steal a kiss and caress his face with my hand, leaning further down I graze my teeth over his shoulder as he thrusts into me faster. We ride the rush together, sweep through the stars of climax and spiral down through a scorching orgasm that is both terrifying and body shattering.
He slides me down him and holds me in place until my legs are no longer jelly and presses a wet kiss on my forehead. He turns me around and begins to wash me. I turn to him, wrapping my arms around him and breathe him in. I whisper, “I love you” against his chest.
He kisses the top of my head. “Ditto, Angel, now and always.” He shuts off the water, wrapping me in a towel. It feels like heaven and having his arms around me is the icing on the cake. He ushers me out of the bathroom, sitting me down on the bed as he heads over to the window. I watch him contentedly as he looks out into the darkness that blankets the town below. Looking like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders, he moves slowly to dress as I watch him in awe. I slowly rise to do the same.
“What shall I wear?” I ask as he sits down on the edge of the bed to put on his Docs.
“Anything you want, baby. You look fantastic in whatever you wear,” he says, winking at me. Laughing, I pull things out from my bag and settle on a pair of stone wash jeans, a white T-shirt, a Nike jersey and my Converses. Simple and warm. It’s going to be chilly out and I see it’s still dark. Pulling me up and into his cage-like arms, he smirks down at me as I pester him as to where he is taking me. He places a finger on my lips, ssshing me. “You will see, Angel.”
I pout up at him, blinking through my long lashes at him. That usually gets me my way with him. This time though all I get is picked up and slung over his shoulder as he heads out of our room. I just manage to grab my backpack that’s hanging on the coatrack as we leave.
Heading out into the inky night, the car is waiting for us and we begin to drive out of town. New York is a bustling hive of activity even at 5am. Knox still refuses to tell me where we are going, merely saying, “You’ll see soon enough, Angel.” Winding out of the busy concrete jungle that is New York things begin to quieten down. I lay back and just enjoy the dark, gazing at this man that I adore. Losing myself in my own head, I don’t even notice that we have pulled off the main road and have taken a windy road that goes from asphalt to gravel. The crunching under the tyres is quite soothing as we make our way down to what looks like a massive meadow. The headlights of the car light it up and I can see that it’s full of so many wild flowers in the most amazing array of colours. Coming to a stop, Knox comes around to my door and pulls me out and into his embrace.
I close my eyes, breathing in the mixing scents of him and the meadow in. This is beautiful. He grabs my hand, “Come on this way, Angel. Let’s go and float around the sky.”
Looking up at him with amusement in my eyes, I don’t know what to make of his words. We walk hand in hand as the moon starts to kiss the sun goodnight. Running my fingertips through the flowers and over the new buds, the scents filling up around us, I look up and see a huge rainbow coloured, hot air balloon. My tummy does literal flips. “We have watched the sunrise from land, now shall we watch it from the air?” he asks as I squeal involuntarily. I jump into his arms, wrap myself around him and can feel his bulge pressing against his jeans. Instantly, my core responds to his thickness and I blush at the feeling that shoots through my body. I kiss him hard.
This man has the most unnerving effect on me. It takes my breath away and makes me feel like I can’t live without him. It’s like he can read my mind. He looks into my eyes. “I’m not too sure what it is you do to me. It’s something in the way you move, smell and sound; but I know this much, I can’t live without you. You take me to the edge of the sun each time you look in my eyes and the edge of the moon with every touch. How did a girl like you fall into my arms?” Looking deep into his grey pools, I feel the sting of tears welling in my eyes. I run my fingertips over his cheeks to his lips, before resting them on his chin.
I grip it between my fingertips and pull him to my lips, “You blow me away, Knox. It’s you and me, just us against this big wide world. I couldn’t face a day without you in it and I thank my ever so clumsy body for falling into your arms that day.” Smiling, I kiss his lips, savouring his taste, his touch, this feeling that hums around us whenever our bodies connect.
He places his forehead on mine breathing in a long deep breath before he slowly pulls away, grabbing me and picking me up, he cradles me in his arms as he begins to walk towards the h
ot-air balloon. He hikes me up and over then jumps in behind me. There is a basket set up with breakfast inside. My heart jumps at the sweetness of it all. Knox is chatting away to the pilot and so I gaze out over the meadow. I jump at the sound of gas flowing up into the balloon and feel Knox’s arm come around my waist. And we lift slowly up through the air into the sky, right up to the heavens and float on the clouds. “It’s just about as beautiful as you, Angel.” He tells me as he offers me a purple rose. Nestled within its petals there is the most delicate white gold band set with an elegant purple gem, sprinkled with tiny diamonds around it. It’s so captivating and gorgeous, it takes my breath away and a tear rolls down my cheek.
Knox turns me into him and wipes it away with the pad of his thumb. “Angel, I want to see a million sunrises and just as many suns sets with you. You have taken, not only my heart, but my soul. It started the day you fell into my arms and, as long as I’m in your world, you will never fall. I’ll always catch you. You changed me; allowed me to see that there is such a thing as true love and soulmates. I hate that when you are not near my heart misses a beat. I bask in your light when you are in my arms and my heart beats in tune with yours. Will you stand in my corner, forever?”
Tears stream down my face as I gaze at him with pure wonder in my eyes and surprise all over my face. “YES, I’ll be in your corner forever!” We both relinquish ourselves to one another in that moment; for now, we are one. I nuzzle my back into him with his hands wrapped around my waist. We watch the most mesmerizing sunrise I have ever seen. It’s like we are chasing the sun; flying on its rays. For as long as I live, I don’t think I will ever witness something as tranquil. Just as I go to look at Knox, sparks shoot up and explode out like fireworks in front of where Knox and I stand in our balloon. I look at him, a sense of peace, and goose bumps, covering me. ‘Brad,’ I think right away. ‘Brad is here. He sees it all.’ My heart is aching with love and sadness, all at the same time. I’m floating on air with my forever.
As soon as we land and thank the pilot, I head to the car, bouncing. I ring my mum first and then Tammy with the news. Mum cries, of course, and Tammy deafens me with her screeches. They both are going to meet us, along with Knox’s Nan, for lunch at the hotel’s restaurant. Watching as the lovely New York countryside passes us by, we head back into town. The smile hasn’t left my face as I lean back into the seat, the wind kissing my cheeks as we head back in. Pulling up outside the hotel, Knox comes around and opens my door and then helps me from the car and into his embrace. We walk into the lobby together, his arm wrapped around my shoulder and my hand resting inside his jeans pocket.
Laughing as we open the door at the thoughts of how overboard my mother and his Nan are going to go with this wedding, we fall onto the bed. It sucks me into it like a marshmallow sinking into a cup of hot chocolate. Pushing my hair from my eyes, I look up into his as he straddles my body, his weight sinking me further down into the bed. Smiling, I bring my lips up to meet his and tease his mouth open with my tongue. Losing myself as the kiss deepens, a small moan escapes my mouth into his. Straddling up over me, he looks deep into my eyes, touching my soul and the feeling of pure need ebbing out of my core. He takes my hand and we head into the bathroom. He turns the shower onto hot, his eyes never leaving mine while he slowly, piece by piece, undresses me. One item after another falling to the floor, pooling around my body. The cool air whips around my body as the steam from the shower swirls up around us both.
Following his lead, I grip his t-shirt, pulling it up over his head. Not once do I take my eyes from his as lust and arousal take hold, mine matching his. Slowly, I undo the button of his jeans and pull down his zipper, sliding my hands down his thighs. Bending as I go all the way till I’m crouching in front of his hot, huge, bulging length that is pushing hard against his boxers. Looking up into his eyes, I lick my lips before pulling my bottom lip into my teeth. A gasp escapes him as I slip my fingers under the waistband of his boxers, slipping them down as my fingers graze over his bare thighs. His hard cock springs free, bouncing to attention in front of my eyes.
Pulling his length into my hands, I gently start to pump it as his eyes roll back in his head. A carnal growl escapes his sweet lips as I take him into my mouth, my tongue teasing his tip as his pre-cum tantalizes my taste buds. Grabbing his balls between my fingers, I roll them around as I suck him deeper into my mouth, taking his whole length. His body stiffens as he takes the pleasure I’m giving him and a feeling of power washes over me as I take him faster, deeper, before biting down hard on the base of his shaft. His hands fist into my hair, pulling at the base of my neck, sliding my teeth and tongue up his shaft. It makes a popping sound as he pulls me free from him.
Reaching his hands down he cups my chin, ushering me to my feet. We walk backwards, his eyes locked to mine as we step into the shower. The hot water bursts out over my body, sending the most sensual rush out over my aroused skin. Knox raises my hands up over my head, placing them on the shower wall behind me. Lowering down, he sucks my nipple into his mouth, rolling it around, biting down on the stiffened nipple. I manage to pull one hand out of his grasp and fan it through his hair. He lets my second hand go and I pull him into me. He stands. Running his fingers up and down my sides he causes goosebumps to break out over my skin. He slowly starts to place tiny, sweet kisses all over my torso down to my bellybutton.
He stops just at the tip of my hips, spreading my legs, lifting up my left leg to rest on his shoulder. He blows over my apex, sending sweet tingles out over my body. Placing my hands down onto his head, I pull him in deeper as his tongue attacks the tip of my entrance before pushing in further. His tongue travels inside me, taking my body on this new ride and rush that takes hold of all of my senses, taking me to the edge of this oblivion. Faster his tongue moves in and out, flicking around my core. Holding me still, his fingers grip my ass cheeks, pulling my sex closer to his face as his slips a finger into me, taking me up high on this climax that is about to rack out over my body. Panting, I scream out to him, “Faster, Knox. Harder.”
I feel his laughter break out over my entrance and nub, sending delight out over me. He bites down on my clit, making me buck forward. I’m desperate for him to take me over the edge. I need to spiral out of control with his head placed firmly between my legs. Stopping and rising he looks into my eyes, licking the sweet glistening of me from his lips, “Oh no, Miss Briggs,” he says with a smirk as he lifts me up. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs snake around his waist. “This way,” he says as his tip teases my clit, pushing me and my senses to an all-time high as he slowly but firmly plunges into me, his hard cock hitting home as it reaches my G-spot and our hot, wet and fully aroused bodies slap together faster, harder, longer, stronger, like our lives depend on this one act of pure love.
My eyes never leave his as they glaze over with lust and passion. Passion for this soul to take me to the edge and back again, times a million. Digging my nails into his back, I take him thrust for thrust, bringing me to the pinnacle, wave after wave. I bring my mouth to his, sucking on his bottom lip. I bite down on it, soft with an edge of hard to it, as I feel my body take all of him and the tell-tale sign that he’s coming un-done. He stills, looking deep into my eyes, mouthing, “Come for me,” and come for him I do. I come hard, shattering around him as my soul fades into his. He lowers us down to the shower floor as the water washes its heat over us. We try to settle our ragged breathing and still our raging hearts.
We go hand in hand down to the restaurant after yet another mind-blowing shower. This man does things to me that I never thought I could feel or even do; and I don’t feel ashamed either. I love this man with all I have and I thank my brother, convinced that he had put him in my view that day.
Lunch goes well. There are tears, plans, more tears, laughing and most of all, love; a lot of love. My mum is so happy and smiling, really smiling for the first time in a long, long time. That is until she catches a glimpse of something out of the corner of
her eye. Her face goes ghost white. “Are you ok Mum?” I reach for her hand.
“Um, yes love. I’m fine. I just need the ladies’ room.” Something doesn’t sit right. I follow her just to be sure she is ok and there, sitting in the garden bar, just up from us, is my father; her loving husband, the honorable Mr. Briggs, sucking face with this week’s tramp! To my surprise, Mum strides up to him, pulls him free from the girl and slaps him hard across his face with an almighty crack. The tramp gasps. As I approach, I hear Mum spitting at him about love and vows, respect, about Knox and I loving each other beyond belief and how we are getting married. She tells him how he has done a poor job at showing her and I the love we so deserve and what a poor excuse of a husband and father he is. “Lord Briggs, you’re nothing but a dirty, cheating mongrel!”
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