get settled.” He walks over to me, dropping his jacket on the chair next to my desk, and takes me in his arms. His lips press against my forehead, something way too intimate for me at this point in the game.
I try pulling back, but he just tightens the grip.
“When are you going to stop fighting this?” He whispers.
“I’m not fighting anything. You’re the one leaving me.” I back away finally and look at him, trying not to seem hurt that he’s actually moving out.
Trying not to be pissed that I’m sad about him leaving.
Fuck! This is why I don’t do relationships with roommates. Shit always gets muddled and I hate drama. Hard .
“I was never staying, Harper. It was just somewhere for me to live until the club gets up on its feet. With the opening next week, I’m good to move back to my home once it’s running.” He sighs and pulls me closer to him, one hand on my hip and the other on my cheek. “Don’t fight what you feel. Do you trust me, Harper?”
“Of course,” I answer without hesitation. I do. It’s kind of insane how much I trust him, really. I still don’t know exactly what type of club he’s opening, though Leigh promises to take me there sometime. I know his name, his last name…but nothing about his family. I really don’t know the guy at all, but I’d trust him with my life. What type of person does that make me?
“Good. Then stop building a wall against me…at least until I’m gone.” He gives me his notorious sideways grin and I reach up to my tiptoes to lay my lips on his. It’s instinct now. We act exactly like boyfriend/girlfriend, but honestly I have no clue what we are and I don’t want to have that discussion. I like whatever we are right now, and I have two weeks until that all goes away.
I guess I’ll enjoy what I can get before it’s gone.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Be good tonight.”
“Hey Knox?” I ask as he walks across the room to grab his things. He turns to look at me and I strip off my shirt. “You sure you want to leave so fast?”
A sly grin slides across his lips and he watches me intently as I slowly slip out of my pants.
“No panties,” he groans. “Mother fucker.”
In three strides he’s across the room, his mouth on mine, his tongue exploring mine. His hand twists my hair around his fist and his other hand pulls me against him. The smooth suit is intoxicating, but I want what’s underneath it.
With ease I didn’t know I ever had, I undress him and we fall into bed together, a tangled mess of limbs.
My hand finds him hard and ready for me and I grin, looking him straight in the eyes as I start stroking him. He rests his forehead on mine and curses under his breath, his muscular arms braced around me to hold him up.
“God, Harper,” he groans. His lips start exploring my neck, moving to my nipples and around my side. He slides down my body and looks up at me as his mouth comes in contact with my clit. Two fingers slide inside me and between his lips and his hands I could easily come undone right now.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. “I need you inside me, Knox.”
He grins, wiping my juices from his mouth, and climbs back up me.
His first thrust almost sets me off.
“Holy fuck!” My cries are louder than I am typically, but I can’t stop them. Every time he thrusts into me I get that much closer to pure euphoric bliss.
He leans down again, his arms holding him up and he kisses me, all the while rocking into me and rubbing me perfectly. I moan into his kiss and he deepens it. We’re connected right now, two souls not just fucking… but so much more.
His eyes hit mine and I’m clutching to his biceps, I’m sure my nails are cutting into his skin but if anything, he seems to like it.
“Don’t stop,” I pant, his thrusts getting me closer and closer. “Oh fuck don’t stop.” He leans down and takes my nipple between his teeth and slams into me, hard. “Yes,” I cry out. “Oh god yes!” My legs wrap around his
I try pulling back, but he just tightens the grip.
“When are you going to stop fighting this?” He whispers.
“I’m not fighting anything. You’re the one leaving me.” I back away finally and look at him, trying not to seem hurt that he’s actually moving out.
Trying not to be pissed that I’m sad about him leaving.
Fuck! This is why I don’t do relationships with roommates. Shit always gets muddled and I hate drama. Hard .
“I was never staying, Harper. It was just somewhere for me to live until the club gets up on its feet. With the opening next week, I’m good to move back to my home once it’s running.” He sighs and pulls me closer to him, one hand on my hip and the other on my cheek. “Don’t fight what you feel. Do you trust me, Harper?”
“Of course,” I answer without hesitation. I do. It’s kind of insane how much I trust him, really. I still don’t know exactly what type of club he’s opening, though Leigh promises to take me there sometime. I know his name, his last name…but nothing about his family. I really don’t know the guy at all, but I’d trust him with my life. What type of person does that make me?
“Good. Then stop building a wall against me…at least until I’m gone.” He gives me his notorious sideways grin and I reach up to my tiptoes to lay my lips on his. It’s instinct now. We act exactly like boyfriend/girlfriend, but honestly I have no clue what we are and I don’t want to have that discussion. I like whatever we are right now, and I have two weeks until that all goes away.
I guess I’ll enjoy what I can get before it’s gone.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Be good tonight.”
“Hey Knox?” I ask as he walks across the room to grab his things. He turns to look at me and I strip off my shirt. “You sure you want to leave so fast?”
A sly grin slides across his lips and he watches me intently as I slowly slip out of my pants.
“No panties,” he groans. “Mother fucker.”
In three strides he’s across the room, his mouth on mine, his tongue exploring mine. His hand twists my hair around his fist and his other hand pulls me against him. The smooth suit is intoxicating, but I want what’s underneath it.
With ease I didn’t know I ever had, I undress him and we fall into bed together, a tangled mess of limbs.
My hand finds him hard and ready for me and I grin, looking him straight in the eyes as I start stroking him. He rests his forehead on mine and curses under his breath, his muscular arms braced around me to hold him up.
“God, Harper,” he groans. His lips start exploring my neck, moving to my nipples and around my side. He slides down my body and looks up at me as his mouth comes in contact with my clit. Two fingers slide inside me and between his lips and his hands I could easily come undone right now.
“Oh fuck,” I moan. “I need you inside me, Knox.”
He grins, wiping my juices from his mouth, and climbs back up me.
His first thrust almost sets me off.
“Holy fuck!” My cries are louder than I am typically, but I can’t stop them. Every time he thrusts into me I get that much closer to pure euphoric bliss.
He leans down again, his arms holding him up and he kisses me, all the while rocking into me and rubbing me perfectly. I moan into his kiss and he deepens it. We’re connected right now, two souls not just fucking… but so much more.
His eyes hit mine and I’m clutching to his biceps, I’m sure my nails are cutting into his skin but if anything, he seems to like it.
“Don’t stop,” I pant, his thrusts getting me closer and closer. “Oh fuck don’t stop.” He leans down and takes my nipple between his teeth and slams into me, hard. “Yes,” I cry out. “Oh god yes!” My legs wrap around his
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