Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“I wasn’t contracted to kill him. Patricia approached, but I wasn’t going to do it. Do you want to head up?”
“Yeah, I do.”
She grabbed the remote and turned the television off. It was against her nature to leave anything, and Knox didn’t move as she plumped up the cushion and the pillows, grabbing the empty beer bottles, along with the soda can and empty bowls of popcorn.
“You know that can wait until the morning,” Knox said, coming up behind her. He placed a hand at her hip, and she stopped on her way to the kitchen.
“I know, but then I’d have to do it in the morning, and you know it’s going to drive me insane.”
He chuckled and still followed her into the kitchen, where sure enough, she still had to do the dishes, but she wasn’t desperate enough to have to put them away. That could wait.
With the dishes on the drainer, the bottles and cans in the necessary recycling bin, she turned back to Knox. He was looking at her with a slightly crazed expression she couldn’t quite decipher, but then he took charge as he rushed toward her. There was nowhere for her to run and hide, not that she wanted to. He lifted her up and over his shoulder and she couldn’t stop laughing, even as he started to carry her away from the kitchen.
“Knox, I can walk, you know.”
“That I do know, but guess what?” he said, giving her ass a little tap. “I don’t want to let you walk.”
He carried her all the way up to her bedroom. Only when they were nearing the bed did he put her down, but then he cupped her face and Ava tilted her head back.
The moment he took possession of her lips, she lost all thought, lost in the feel of him.
He grabbed the base of her shirt and started to pull it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. She attacked his shirt, wanting him naked.
Knox was a master when it came to her bra, and the moment they were both naked, he gripped the back of her neck, pulling her in close so their bodies were flesh to flesh. She couldn’t help but close her eyes as she enjoyed the feel of him against her.
He ran the tips of his fingers down the curve of her back, and he broke the kiss, trailing his lips across her shoulder, going toward her neck. The moment he was at her pulse, she couldn’t help but gasp. The pleasure rushed through her body. All that mattered was the two of them.
Knox moved his hands down, and she felt him start to play with the tie of her sweatpants. Marshal had insisted on this being a pajama party. She sunk her teeth against her bottom lip, and she heard his growl. Her nipples tightened. The pants finally fell to the floor, and it would seem Knox didn’t have any patience with her panties. He tore them right off her body, and she let out a little yelp as he did so.
It felt so good, Knox taking control.
She wanted this, craved it, and as he pressed her to the bed, she was more than willing to give him whatever he desired.
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Throughout the whole movie night, Knox hadn’t paid attention to a single movie. He wouldn’t be able to answer any questions related to the movies. Having Ava close to him, feeling her body meshed against his, all thought left his mind.
All he could think about was Ava. The feel of her soft body against him. The desire to touch her was so damn strong. He didn’t even realize he had that much control, until he was finally able to portray it. It would be so easy to cup her tits, touch her, play with her and tease her, to make her all his.
Instead, he sat, looking at the screens passing from one scene to another, until it had been time to call it a night.
Marshal had been so happy, and it would seem against all the freaking odds, he actually liked the guy. He wasn’t even disappointed that he didn’t kill him. He was one of those rare people that just seemed nice. Sure, there were moments when he did dick-ish things, but that was the nature of the beast.
Pushing thoughts of Marshal out of his mind, he instead focused on Ava as he pushed her down to the bed, completely naked. Taking possession of her lips, he couldn’t help but admit he was a little obsessed with her lips. They were so inviting and tempting, and he didn’t want to stop as he traced his tongue across her mouth. She opened up to him, and he plunged his tongue inside, dancing his with hers. She let out a moan, which he swallowed down.