The Landscaper (Working Men Series Book 6)

by Ramona Gray

  Chapter Five

  Isabelle

  The moment I told him to make me his, Knox groaned and squeezed me so hard that my ribs ached. I ran my hands over his hard chest and studied his dark brown eyes as his thumb rubbed my cheekbone again.

  “I want you so much, sweet Isabelle,” he said.

  “I want you too.”

  He dipped his head and pressed his mouth against mine. I moaned when he sucked on my bottom lip before tracing my upper with the tip of his tongue. I parted my lips and he continued to brush his thumb across my cheek as he explored my mouth. He took his time, tasting and teasing and licking. Kissing Knox was everything I’d dreamed it would be. Hell, it was so much more. Just the taste of him, just the way his tongue stroked across mine as his big hand kneaded my ass, made me dripping wet.

  The same urge from last night to just spread my legs and beg him to take me hard and fast, washed over me. I tried to ignore it. I had tonight with Knox and that was it. I wanted to experience everything with him. Having him fuck me over the kitchen table again wouldn’t give me what I really wanted.

  What you really want is Knox in your bed for the rest of your life.

  I ignored my inner voice and slid my hands under Knox’s shirt. I traced the heavy muscles in his back with my fingertips, and he moaned against my mouth. His big hand cupped my breast and I arched into his touch.

  I was insanely turned on. Knox, the love of my life, was kissing me. He was touching my breasts and teasing my nipples, and if I didn’t get him inside of me right now, I would lose my fucking mind.

  I reached for the button on his jeans, flicking it open and then tugging down the zipper. Knox’s big hand covered mine before I could reach inside his briefs.

  “Whoa, I thought we were going to take our time,” he said teasingly.

  “I can’t.” I was a little ashamed at the raw eagerness in my voice. “I need you to fuck me right now.”

  He shook his head and I made a low noise of frustration. He grinned and picked me up, kissing me again as I wrapped my legs around his waist and dry-humped him like an out-of-control teenager.

  He nipped at my bottom lip and gave my ass a gentle slap. “Behave, Isabelle.”

  “Bedroom, now,” I demanded.

  “Sure, but only because it’ll be easier to eat your pussy when you’re lying on the bed,” Knox said.

  “Hell, yes,” I said before licking and sucking on his earlobe. “But, and hear me out on this, we could have a quick…quickie first, just to, you know, cut the need a little bit.”

  He laughed as he left the kitchen and carried me to his bedroom. “No.”

  “I really need you.” My voice was on the edge of a whine.

  “This was your idea, remember?” He set me down.

  “No, it was your…”

  Knox took off his shirt and even though I’d seen him shirtless last night, I was dumbstruck all over again by how incredible his upper body was. Years of working outdoors had given him a permanent tan. He was long and lean with a six-pack, and his broad shoulders were the stuff that wet dreams were made of. A dusting of dark hair covered his upper chest, and I reached out and pressed my trembling hand against his heart.

  He groaned, lust lighting up his face, and I loved the way I could turn him on with just a touch.

  “You’re beautiful,” I whispered.

  He just smiled and reached for the hem of my shirt. He pulled it over my head and traced the line of my bra cups before tugging on the strap. “Take this off.”

  I unhooked my bra and let it slide off my upper body before standing still with my arms at my side. He stared at my tits before reaching out and almost reverently cupping both in his big hands. His thumbs circled around my nipples and I arched again into his touch.

  “Please,” I whispered.

  He gave me that Knox grin, the one that made every nerve ending in my body light up, and reached down to unbutton my jeans. He helped me out of my jeans and my panties before removing the rest of his clothes. I studied his thick cock, the tip of it already leaking precum, and bent over. Before he could protest, I was sliding my mouth over his cock.

  He moaned a curse and his hips jerked forward. I braced my hands on his hips and bobbed my head back and forth over his dick. He tasted delicious and I loved the way he gathered my hair back in one hand so he could watch me suck him.

  “Fuck, baby, you’re so fucking hot. You’re so good at this,” he moaned as he cupped my face with his other hand. “Suck harder, sweetheart.”

  I did what he asked, gripping the base of his cock with my hand and rubbing hard as I sucked and licked the head. I traced the vein on the underside and he muttered another curse before jerking his dick out of my mouth. I whined in protest and tried to take him back.

  “Stop, baby.” He tugged on my hair until I straightened.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing’s wrong. I just don’t want to finish in your mouth. Not this time.”

  I squeezed my thighs together as fresh lust flooded my body. When it didn’t help, I reached between my legs. Before I could even start rubbing my clit, Knox was pulling my hand away.

  “I need to cum,” I said.

  “Soon.” He led me to the bed and I laid on my back in the middle of the mattress as Knox kneeled between my open thighs.

  “Fuck me.” I reached down to guide his cock into my soaking wet pussy, but he caught my hand and held it still.

  “Knox, fuck me!”

  “Soon.”

  “You’re the worst,” I said.

  He laughed and bent down to nuzzle my neck. “No, I’m the best and you’re about to find out for yourself.”

  “Arrogant jerk,” I moaned as he licked across my collarbone before kissing between my tits.

  “Maybe,” his breath was warm on my nipple, “but you like it.”

  “I don’t, I…. oh hell, yes, just like that.”

  His mouth closed around my aching left nipple and sucked hard. I clutched his head, digging my short nails into his scalp as his hand squeezed and kneaded my other breast. He sucked my left nipple until I was begging and pleading and then switched to the other.

  I stared up at the ceiling, my pelvis rising and falling uncontrollably, as Knox sucked both nipples until they were hard and aching. Each pull of his mouth sent pleasure straight to my pussy.

  “Knox!” My voice was breathless with need.

  He rumbled laughter before kissing between my breasts and down my flat abdomen. When he kissed the small patch of hair at the top of my pussy, I reached for his pillows and shoved them behind me so that I was sitting up.

  Knox had stretched out between my thighs and he kissed my inner leg before raising one eyebrow at me.

  “I’ve dreamed for years about what it would be like to have you eat me out. I wanna watch it happen,” I said.

  His laughter brought warmth to my chest. God, I loved him.

  “Should I get my phone, so you can record it and watch it again later?” He asked with a sardonic grin.

  “Maybe next time,” I pushed on his naked butt with my foot. “Get to the good part, mister.”

  “Patience.” He nipped my inner thigh.

  “I think I’ve waited long enough,” I replied. “Or, are you not that good at it? Is that why you’re stalling?”

  “Oh, baby, you’re so gonna pay for that remark,” he growled before lowering his face to my pussy.

  I spread my thighs wide as he licked my wet slit from my narrow opening to my swollen clit. I shrieked with pleasure at the brush of his tongue against my clit, but he immediately moved away, licking and nibbling at my pussy lips. He licked the crease of my thigh and I pulled hard on his hair before trying to force his mouth to my clit.

  “Be nice, Knox!”

  “I am.” He captured both my wrists and pinned them against my outer thighs. “Now be a good girl and sit nicely while I eat your pussy for you.”

  I struggled to free my hands, but Knox was t
oo strong. I had discovered that the pussy eating went much better if I could…guide a man’s mouth to the exact spots I wanted his tongue. With my hands pinned, I couldn’t take control like I normally did, and I wouldn’t be able to cum.

  “Knox, let go of my hands.”

  “Not yet.” He made a leisurely lick back down my slit and I moaned, half in frustration and half in need, when the tip of his tongue brushed against my clit.

  “I – I need to show you, need to help you…” I moaned.

  He shook his head and kissed my soaking wet pussy lips. “I don’t need help, baby.”

  “You will,” I panted. “I can’t – I can’t cum if you don’t let me help you find the right spot.”

  “We’ll see about that,” he said with maddening patience.

  “Dammit, Knox! I…oh…oh my god.”

  Knox was sucking on my clit and he released it and grinned at me. “Was that the right spot?”

  “Again. Right now,” I demanded.

  Instead of sucking on my clit, he licked my wet pussy lips until I was digging my nails into my thighs and nearly wailing with frustration. He ignored my begging, my pleading, and my cursing, and nibbled on my inner thigh before licking my clit.

  I cried his name, my hips thrusting upward. He smiled at me as I made another hoarse cry of need. “Please, oh please, Knox.”

  I watched as he bent his head and deliberately licked around my clit. I was squirming and moaning, and I couldn’t take my gaze away from his mouth and his tongue as he tormented me.

  I thrust against his mouth again and screamed with pleasure when he licked my clit and then sucked on it. I rubbed my pussy furiously against his mouth, the scrape of his stubble on my wet lips sending little spikes of pleasure down my legs, the hot wetness of his tongue pushing me immediately toward my release.

  He sucked hard on my clit and my orgasm washed over me like a tidal wave. I screamed again, my body arching up against his mouth. He released my hands and gripped my thighs, continuing to lick and suck as I came so hard, small flashes of light exploded behind my eyelids.

  I collapsed against the bed, moaning and shuddering, my pussy clenching uselessly with the aftershocks of my orgasm. Knox was pushing my thighs wide, but I barely noticed as I sucked in big gasps of air.

  “Baby, look at me.”

  My eyelids fluttered open. Knox was kneeling between my legs, the head of his cock pressing against my opening as he braced himself on his hands above me.

  “There’s my girl,” he said. He held my gaze as he pushed the head of his cock into my pussy. He made a harsh moan and stopped. “Baby, let me in.”

  “Trying,” I panted. My pussy was still clenching and unclenching, and I couldn’t seem to stop twitching.

  Knox bent his head and licked my mouth. “You’re so wet and tight, baby. I need to be inside of you. Take some deep breaths.”

  “It was so good,” I moaned as I twitched beneath him. “So fucking good.”

  He nuzzled my neck. “Deep breaths.”

  I took some deep breaths, willing my body to relax as I gazed up at Knox. He pushed again, a little more of his cock sliding into my body, and smiled at me.

  “That’s my good girl.”

  I squeezed around his thick cock, and he groaned as a bead of sweat dripped down his neck. I lifted my head and licked it away. He groaned again and made a final thrust that sheathed him completely.

  “Fuck, you have no idea how good this feels,” he muttered.

  I cupped my breasts, running my thumbs back and forth over my hard nipples, secretly delighted by the way it made Knox’s eyes glaze over. “Fuck me, Knox.”

  He didn’t need to be told twice. I squeaked in surprise when he leaned back and lifted both my legs over his shoulders before propping himself up on his hands again. He fucked me hard and fast, driving in and out of my soaking wet pussy as he watched me play with my nipples.

  He was starting to shake, his head twisting back and forth as his chest heaved for air. I tugged on my nipples before pinching them. He cried out and plunged in and out of me so rapidly that my body bounced on the bed.

  “Isabelle, I’m so close, I…”

  I reached up and pinched one flat nipple. He made a hoarse shout and thrust forward, pinning me to the bed as his body shuddered and he came hard. His cum filled me up, splashing my inner walls with its warmth as he rocked back and forth against me. My legs were cramping, and I could barely breathe under his weight, but I didn’t care. I watched him ride out his orgasm, ignoring the pain in my thighs.

  Still shaking, he moved back a little and I eased my legs down to the bed. He moved to the side and I laughed when he collapsed on his face.

  “Hey,” I poked him in the ribs, “you okay?”

  “Holy fuck,” he mumbled into the pillow. “I’ve never cum that hard in my life.”

  “That makes two of us.” I stretched like a contented cat before curling on my side. He rolled over and pulled the covers over us before spooning me and resting one big hand on my flat stomach. It was dark in his room, and I squealed in surprise when a wet nose ran across my upper thigh.

  Knox jerked behind me, his hand clamping painfully on my abdomen. “What? Jesus, what’s wrong?”

  “Max, go on,” I pushed on his big head, laughing when he licked the palm of my hand before snuffling around the floor. “Your dog just tried to give me a heart attack.”

  “You? I’m the old one, remember?” Knox said. “I think we need a no dog in the bedroom rule. What do you think?”

  “At the very least,” I grunted when Max jumped up on the bed and stretched out across our lower legs, “no dogs on the bed.”

  “Max, get down,” Knox said.

  The dog ignored him and rested his big head on my hip.

  “You okay?” Knox asked. “Is he too heavy?”

  “I don’t know, is it bad that my legs have gone completely numb?”

  He laughed, but I grabbed his arm when he went to push Max off the bed. “No, it’s okay. He’s fine for a bit.”

  “Are you hungry?” Knox kissed the back of my neck.

  “No, not right now. Listen, should I go? Are you just awkwardly wishing I would leave?”

  “No.” Knox held me a little tighter. “I want you to spend the night with me, Isabelle. Okay?”

  “Okay.” I relaxed in his arms and Knox kissed my shoulder.

  “I’m glad you’re home.”

  “Me too,” I said. “I hated Florida.”

  “Why did you live there for so long then? Was it,” he hesitated, “was it because of me?”

  “Partially.” I squeezed his arm when he winced. “Sorry, but I don’t want to lie to you. But, it wasn’t all you. My mom had gotten even worse when we moved to Florida, she was constantly spying on and harassing my dad about her belief that he was cheating on her. She just couldn’t or wouldn’t trust him, and I didn’t want to leave my dad to deal with her alone. He told me it was fine, that I should move out and live my own life, but…”

  Knox kissed my shoulder again. “You’re a good daughter, Isabelle.”

  I just shrugged. “Anyway, when they finally separated and divorced, I was worried about Dad being lonely, so I stayed with him for a while longer.”

  “Why did they divorce? Ash won’t talk about it, and I kind of thought your dad would put up with her forever.”

  “She hired a private investigator to tail him.”

  “You’re kidding me.”

  “Nope. It was the line in the sand for dad. Of course, the fact that she paid for it using his credit card, didn’t help.”

  “Holy shit. Your mom is a real piece of work.”

  “Yeah, I know.”

  “Do you talk to her at all?”

  “A little. She’s living in a retirement community and she seems happy. At least, as happy as she can be. She has a new boyfriend and he takes up a lot of her time. Even if she didn’t - she’s not really into me or Ash. She never has been, you know? It�
��s always been about her.”

  “I know. I’m sorry.”

  “It’s not anything new. Besides, I’m not the only one with a crapass parent.” I squeezed his arm. Knox had never once mentioned his father to me and from what I could tell, he had only given Ash the barest of details. His parents had divorced when Knox was sixteen, and his mother had moved him to our small town and started over.

  “Do you, uh, ever talk to your dad?” I asked.

  “No. How is your dad doing?”

  I knew a subject change when I heard one. “He’s good, actually. He’s started dating a woman named Martha from his church.”

  “Oh yeah?”

  “Yeah. Ash wasn’t super happy about it, but now that he’s actually dating Luna and starting to maybe get over his weird relationship issues, I think he’ll see that it’s good for dad.”

  “Did you date anyone seriously in Florida?”

  “No.”

  “Why not?”

  “No one I was really interested in, I guess.”

  I wondered if Knox knew I was lying. If he realized that I hadn’t dated anyone because it was him and only him that I would always love. The thought of being with anyone else, of trying to build a life with someone other than him, made me feel sick to my stomach.

  Thanks to Mia, I knew that Knox hadn’t dated anyone either. Now that I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, I was tempted to ask him why he hadn’t dated anyone seriously. I wouldn’t ask though. It was a silly dream to hope it was because he was in love with me, but it would still break my heart to know the real reason.

  Yeah, because it’s super healthy to just keep mooning over him, Isabelle. Pretending that he’s in love with you is stupid. He’s asked you for one night, not the rest of his life. Idiot.

  I really was an idiot.

  Knox’s stomach growled, and I pushed away my self-pity. I would have plenty of time to feel sorry for myself after tonight.

  “Why didn’t you say you were hungry?” I asked.

  He shrugged. “I want to do whatever makes you happy tonight, Isabelle.”

  “Listening to your stomach growl while I blow you won’t make me happy.”

  I could feel his cock stiffening against my ass, and I laughed and rubbed against it.