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He looks up, catching sight of my bare core and groans loudly, nuzzling his nose between my thighs. I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks.
I try to close my legs, to hide my embarrassment, but he places his hands on my legs to stop me, his eyes meeting mine once again.
“Don’t, baby doll. Don’t be embarrassed,” he assures me, continuing his kisses, his head dipping between my legs.
He pauses momentarily, and I feel his hot, ragged breath on my core, making me even wetter.
His hands pull my legs up so the heels of my feet are at the edge of the table, granting him better access. I could stop him, but I don’t want to.
Everything feels so good-his touch, his kiss, his breath.
His tongue runs up the slit of my core, and my breath hitches. That felt so good.
He lightly kisses my swollen clit, making me moan and lie back on the table. He continues to lick my clit, causing me to arch my back into him.
“Fuck, baby doll, you taste amazing,” he whispers, continuing to twirl his tongue around me. He builds me up bit by bit, making moans escape unwillingly from my mouth.
I run my hand through his thick brown hair, pushing him into me more. Then, I feel his fingers enter me.
“Shit, Knox!” I gasp, my breaths coming in rapid succession.
“Did I hurt you?” He sounds worried, but I quickly reassure him. “No… No… that feels… am-amazing.” His tongue is once again on my clit, licking me like an ice cream cone.
His fingers find a rhythm, causing a wave of pleasure to build much more rapidly than I anticipated.
He keeps thrusting his fingers in and out while his golden tongue continues its tantalizing dance.
“Oh, Knox! I’m so close.”
“Scream my name, baby doll.” My hips begin to thrust harder and harder, matching his rhythm as I near my peak.
I’m not going to last if he keeps going, but I don’t want him to stop.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Right… there!”
He doesn’t change his pace, and I’m about to climax.
“Fuck, Knox, I’m going to cum.”
“Cum for me, baby doll, and say my name,” he demands, pushing me over the edge.
I reach my peak and breathe out his name, gripping his hair and my breast through my shirt. My head falls back even further.
“Knoxxxx! Ahhhhh!” The orgasm rips through my entire body, my hips buckling as his mouth. continues its ministrations. I collapse back onto the table, trying to control my breathing.
He laps up the juices that were released when I came. I’ve never come so hard in my life, but I’ve never orgasmed from receiving oral before, and it was amazing.
Staring up at the ceiling, seeing stars, I try to gather my thoughts. Knox just gave me oral, he made me orgasm like I’ve never orgasmed before, and damn, it felt so good.
I feel high right now, not that I know what it actually feels like. My heartbeat is rapid, I can hear it through my ears and feel it trying to escape my chest. It’s beating so hard.
My legs feel like jelly, dangling from the edge of the table. But then reality hits-he does this all the time to girls. I’m just another one to him.
I sit up rapidly, causing him to stand up instantly. He’s smiling, but I feel like just another one of those girls he uses to get what he wants.
Then disposes of them. I give him a tight smile and pick up my underwear from the floor, slipping them back on. I tuck my hair behind my ear shyly and swallow, discomfort creeping in.
Looking back into those bright blue eyes, he’s not smiling anymore. He looks like he’s trying to read me.
“I don’t regret it, baby doll. I hope you don’t either,” is all he says before leaving me alone once again in the pantry.
The truth is, I don’t regret it. Not one single part of it. That’s what’s annoying me-I loved it. Nobody has ever made me feel like that, and I want more of it.
But he’s my brother’s best friend.
I wake up from one of the best nights of sleep I’ve ever had.
“Alex! Get your ass up! We’re leaving in fifteen minutes and you’re driving!” Sam bursts open my door, and I give her a thumbs up to signal that I’ll be down soon.
I rummage through my clothes to find something to wear, settling on some boyfriend-style black denim shorts, a tight orange tank top, and white converse.
With just enough makeup to look awake, I let my hair fall naturally in its usual messy waves. For once, it seems to be cooperating.
Descending the stairs, I find people already preparing to leave for the fitting.
“Okay, who am I driving and which car are we taking?” I ask, sliding my aviators onto my face. Heads swivel in my direction, and I find Knox leaning against the wall, his gaze meeting mine.
Damn, he looks good today. I can feel the heat creeping into my cheeks. His tan is accentuated by blue shorts and a crisp white t-shirt, paired with black vans.
“You’re driving the seven-seater G-Wagon,” comes the reply. “Kyle, Andy, Hannah, Ben, Wes, and Knox are going with you. I’m going with mom and Eric. The others have already left, so they’ll meet you there.”
Just what I wanted to hear.
“Shotgun!” Andy yells, her arm shooting into the air. A chorus of curses follows, particularly from Kyle. We all head towards the car, waving goodbye to our parents, Sam, and Tyson.
“Why are the boys coming?” I ask Hannah, who’s walking alongside Ben and me.
“Tyson didn’t want to be the only guy there, and Sam insisted he come along to give his ‘opinion,” she explains, making air quotes and rolling her eyes.
“Your sister is one scary woman,” Ben shudders, his gaze drifting off into the distance. We all pile into the car, Andy up front with me, and Hannah in the back with Ben.
The other three-Kyle, Wes, and Knox-are in the middle row, looking less than thrilled about their seating arrangement. I can’t help but laugh at their sulking faces,
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