I squeezed at the head of his cock a few more times, making sure there was nothing to waste.
Knox looked down at me as he leaned over the bed. “Goddamn, darlin’. I never do that. Not with a sweet pussy between your legs or that fucking mouth of yours. But, goddamn, that was good.”
I took my hand away and placed it to my stomach. I was a mess of sex.
He slowly reached down and dipped his middle finger into the pool of jizz in my belly button. When he took his finger away, I had no idea what he was doing.
Until he placed his finger to my lips. I opened my mouth and licked the salty reward from his finger. My pussy ached and I felt myself thrust, unable to control my needs.
“Aw, darlin’,” he whispered. “You’re not finished all the way yet.”
Before I could say a word, Knox dipped that same middle finger between my legs, finding my tender clit.
I gasped and jumped up, his cum pouring down my body. “Shit. Knox.”
A second later, his phone started to beep.
“Fuck,” he growled.
He grabbed the phone and gritted his teeth, curling his lip.
“Knox…”
“I have to ride, darlin’,” he said. “That was my old man. He needs me. Something went bad at a drop. King and Slam are in a pinch and they need me.”
I grabbed his wrist, ready to plead my life to him. But I saw it in his eyes. In the matter of a few seconds he went from wild sex to wild outlaw.
He hooked his pointer finger to my pussy and sank it deep in me just once. When he pulled it away, he brought his finger to his mouth and licked.
“That’s going to keep me going all fucking night, Ana,” he said. “I’ll be back in the daylight for some breakfast.”
Knox kissed my forehead, then my nose.
He left me quivering and lingering. It was so bad that I clutched the sheets with both hands, not sure whether to scream or cry.
My outlaw had left to do his thing and that meant I didn’t know if he would come back alive.
And me… being Knox’s darlin’… I cleaned up and waited by the window for him to come back.
I hated we never had a date. I hated nothing about us was normal.
But all that hate slipped away each time I saw him.
I told myself I’d love him forever - no matter what.
twenty-two
(ana)
NOW
The memory crashed into me hard. For such a long time Knox and me bounced back and forth between something serious and just two people fooling around. It was hard to train my heart to believe we were just fooling around because when I looked into his eyes, I felt something. And I knew he did too.
Knox and I never got a chance to go out like a real couple. It was just like before. Not that I mind what he did to my body but then he always seemed to have to go because of the club.
Even when I dropped to my knees and sucked his beautiful cock until there was nothing left to come out, he still had to go. I knew that though. I wasn’t sucking him off to keep him from the Reap. I knew what the life was.
That didn’t mean it didn’t bother me when he’d leave. Watching him go and knowing that each day was another one closer to the day he wouldn’t come back. Plus, he’d started a war with the family. For as close as I had been with Porter, I never got to meet higher up than Porter’s direct boss, Johnny. And even that guy wasn’t all that powerful.
All I could do was trust in Knox and the Reaper’s Bastards.
That took a lot out of me though.
I was feeling tired, sluggish, completely drained. Well, physically drained because of what Knox was doing to me. We were seriously making up on lost time with so much sex. I had so much of him inside me… between my legs, in my mouth, all over my body… I was coated inside and out with Knox’s cum.
And I loved it… no matter how dirty it sounded or made me.
I was his darlin’ and he was my outlaw. Just like before.
Mentally, I was shot. Too much thinking and not enough answers. Knox warned me that thinking too much would make me sick. For him, if he thought too much, he’d end up dead. So I guess I’d take sickness over death.
As I stood in the shower, rinsing conditioner out of my hair, I felt my stomach do a double front flip. It was so strong, I lurched forward and coughed. Then I felt it… I spun around just in time to get sick right there in the shower. Right on my own damn toes too. I collapsed to my knees and my stomach emptied itself out.
A wicked nauseous feeling went through my body and I ended up sitting on my ass in the shower. The water pounded against my chest and ran down my body. I caught my breath and swallowed until my mouth stopped feeling so dry.
Slowly, I got to my feet and finished my shower.
I got dressed and looked in the mirror, wondering why I felt better. It was like a one-time throw up thing. So weird, right?
I opened the drawer to get my brush and saw the pregnancy test from Megan. The one she left behind. I paused for a second started to think about things. Being so wrapped up in Knox… I wasn’t on the pill or anything like that. I hadn’t taken that in probably a good year, if not longer.
And Knox…