The Billionaire's Secret Kink Box Set: Knox: Secret Alpha Billionaire Romance Bundle (Rosesson Brothers Book 1) (38 page)

Knox dipped a finger to her sex and pushed it inside her, then whispered into her ear, "You're so fucking wet, gorgeous girl. I think I'm going to make you cum just by spanking your ass till it glows red."

Knox smacked her again, making her bite her lip and try to drop her head to the mattress. The hand on her throat tightened ever so slightly and pushed her back up.

"No, beautiful, I want to hear you. I want to hear every gasp and whimper. Don't censor yourself. Your noises make me so hot I don't know if I'm going to be able to hold myself back." Knox moved closer to her and pressed himself against her, all of his clothes still on. "You might get fucked just like this, bent over the bed like my plaything. Is that what you want?"

"God, yes," Mica begged, her every cell screaming for exactly that.

"I haven't even gotten to break out my new toys yet, but I can't fucking hold myself back," Knox growled, pushing Mica's senses to high alert. "Your beautiful bare ass tied to my bed is too much for me to take."

Toys? Mica felt her knees go weak at the thought.

Knox

From where he stood, Knox could see a shiver run through Mica. He'd adjusted the temperature in the room so he knew it wasn't too cold. Excitement, he decided.

A deep part of his mind warred with itself. He'd wanted to bring her in here and focus solely on her, wanted to bring her to orgasm again and again, wanting nothing more than to please her until she was branded as his forever, but now his dick was making new demands on him.

He ran both hands over her deliciously soft skin, his cock jumping in his pants and screaming to be in on the action. Knox took a step back and ripped his shirt off, then dropped his pants and boxers too and kicked them away. He'd get himself out of the way, then focus on her like she deserved.

His view was amazing. Mica's curves and valleys were on full display, enticing him, calling to him. He brought his hands back to her hips, his fingers biting into the flesh there, positioning her exactly where he wanted her. His cock jutted out in front of him and he brought it to her entrance, gliding it through the swollen skin, immediately rewarded by the most tantalizing murmur of agreement from her lips that he'd ever heard.

If she didn't want it so much it would be easier to resist, but her every noise brought him so close to an edge he couldn't defy that he needed a new plan of action.

His toys, all recently bought, unwrapped, and cleaned, were lined up next to him on a dresser he'd pushed in from another room. He would test her every edge and boundary and see what she liked and what she loved. Then he would do more of that.

Knox ran the head of his cock through the silky skin of Mica's sex, noting the way she gasped and jumped every time he glided from top to bottom.

Without warning, he thrust home, making her back arch and undulate and her head come off the bed as she murmured something he didn't catch.

She felt so fucking good! So tight, so satiny, like a silk glove made just for him.

Knox found a rhythm, paying close attention to what she seemed to enjoy the most, then he picked up a toy off the dresser. A tiny, sleek vibrating massager that he turned on and pressed to her ass, knowing she'd never been touched there before. That much was obvious every time he'd swiped a finger in the general area, wanting only to give her more sensation, more pleasure.

The reaction was immediate, she arched farther and pulled her hands tight against the restraints. "Knox! What—?"

"Hush, gorgeous, if you don't like it, you know what to say, but give it a chance. I won't push you too far."

This time.

With his thumb, Knox pressed the vibrating toy against her ass, right where he needed it to be. Mica dropped her head to the bed and he thought he could feel the embarrassment rolling off her. That was what he wanted to break her free of, get her past. Sex was supposed to feel good and experimentation should never have any strings of shame tied to it. Either she liked it or she didn't, but he didn't want her to think the baggage she'd learned around certain types of sex should have anything to do with reality.

She seemed to relax as he pressed his buzzing toy up against what could be the most sensitive part of her body. He kept up a slow and steady rhythm with his cock, using occasional deeper thrusts to assure her pleasure. He gave her a few moments to get used to the pressure on her ass, running his free hand over her exposed skin, playing her nerve endings like a concerto.

Her yes-noises heightened and she pushed back against him, pressing into his cock and his tiny toy, and he knew he had her. He removed it for a moment for lubrication, noting her groan of objection with a smile. He positioned the toy back where he wanted it and began to distract her with a few smacks on the ass. He felt her walls clench around him and knew she was close. With one smooth movement he slipped his little toy inside her tightest hole and reached around her body with his other hand to slide against her clit.

Mica rewarded him with more sound than he'd ever heard before, a rippling wail of utter euphoria that pushed him to his own edge without a moment's reprieve. Knox felt his cock jerk as he spilled inside her, unable to stop or help himself.

Mica's long orgasm finally released her from its grip and her knees gave way, spilling her lower half to the floor, her restrained arms holding her upper half tight to the bed. Knox removed himself and his toy quickly and picked her up, using the quick release on one restraint to allow her to move freely.

She lay silent and pliant in his arms, completely supple, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, utter trust radiating from every pore. He placed her tenderly where he wanted her, then covered her with a blanket, tucking her legs to the side.

"I'm done," she murmured.

Knox laughed. "Oh no, beautiful, there's so much more in store for you."

"I can't. Best. Orgasm. Life. Never knew. Can't move," she whispered.

"You don't need to move," Knox told her, walking around the bed to secure her arm to the head of it, then pulling both of her legs straight and securing them at the foot.

She was going to get the full green room treatment whether she was ready for it or not. Knox cleaned her up gently, then gave her a few more minutes to come back into her body. More than the pleasure, this was what he had wanted to give her, escape from everything that bothered her, pulled at her, demanded her attention. That's what she did for him, every moment she was with him.

He licked his lips, imagining her taste, his cock already half-hard again as his eye traveled the beauty of the afterglow evident in her relaxed face. He stalked towards her on the bed, intent on seeing what new noises he could tease from her with his tongue.

Her head shifted towards him, the tendons in her neck standing out and her arms pulling at her restraints, testing them. Then her legs. She couldn't move more than a few inches in any direction.

Knox raised his knee up and over hers, then landed in the pocket of heaven where he had the most beautiful sight in the world. He made himself wait though, go slow, for her. He wanted to latch right on to her pussy, wanted to see how far he could shove his tongue inside her, but he wouldn't, not yet.

His cock already throbbed again, growing hard at the sight of her perfect petal softness on display before him, but his edge was muted enough that he could give her the attention she deserved.

Knox turned away from the delicate, enticing pinkness of her inner lips and pushed himself back on his knees. He grasped one slim foot and massaged it. Mica's head dropped back to the bed, a low noise of content coming from her. Knox switched to the other foot, working the arch there for a few moments, then moved his fingers up to her calves. A tiny smile played on Mica's lips and he was glad to see it. Glad to cause it. He would wrestle bears to see that smile, fight crocodiles to hear her laugh if that was what it took.

Knox worked her muscles, occasionally swiping a soft hand up her inner thigh, making her gasp as he touched the sensitive skin there. He rubbed the backs of her knees, then focused on the runway leading home. He kissed, licked, rubbed, and fondled the skin where leg met sex, bringing tension back into her body, watching her struggle to move her clit closer to his mouth. There was a peak he was trying to reach, and he would know he had made it when she begged.

He kissed his way to the juncture just outside where he wanted to plant his face, breathing in her unique, glorious scent, his cock standing up hard as he did so. It wanted to bury itself there, right in the middle of her, but he ignored his cock. If it had its way, all he would do was fuck, and that was no way to behave.

Knox sucked one of Mica's inner lips into his mouth, making her moan and squirm. He laid gentle kisses completely around her clit, never quite touching it, but paying homage to it like some benevolent pagan god. He would land there later, when she begged.

He kissed down the other side, sucking more into his mouth, then moved away altogether and moved back to her inner thighs. Mica groaned and writhed, pulling at her restraints and pushing her sex in his face.

He knew what she wanted, and if she was a good girl she would get it.

Slowly, at a tortuous pace, Knox pushed a finger inside her, then added another as her breath hitched and increased its pace. He worshiped her with his mouth and fingers, deliberately teasing her. Wanting each orgasm to be better than the last he'd given her.

Mica moaned, long and hard and whispered his name.

"Yes, gorgeous?"

"Just, just..." she keened, an edge to her voice.

"Just what?"

"Just do it."

"Just do what, beautiful?"

"Just ... just make me come. I can't stand it anymore."

"Make you come how?" Knox was teasing her hard, and he knew it, but his own voice cracked as he spoke. Hearing her ask for it, hearing her say the words had his cock jumping and twitching as it hardened to almost painful effect.

"Lick me," she whispered. "Lick me, fuck me, suck me, I don't care, just fucking do it before I die of want," Mica begged, her back arched, her legs tensed.

Knox felt himself almost spill on the sheets like a teenager at those words from the goddess he had tied to his bed. The only woman he ever wanted again.

Knox went to work, latching on her clit immediately, working his two fingers in and out of her. He would do everything she asked, his only goal to please her.

Mica moaned as he worked her sex mercilessly, curling one of his arms around her thigh to hold himself in place as she bucked beneath him. She pulled hard at her restraints and tensed every muscle in her body as her back bowed and a mewling cry came from her. Knox felt her inner walls clutch and pull at his fingers as her wails increased in volume and tempo.

Finally, she collapsed on the bed, pulling away from him. Knox let her go, mentally adding a number to the tally in his mind. Two orgasms. How many was he going for? Five? Six? At least.

It was going to be a long and wonderful afternoon.

Mica

Mica woke up from a sound sleep all at once, her eyes flying open, her mind alert. She'd slept better than she remembered having slept in two decades. Her body felt wrung-out, tired, even a little sore, but in the best way she could imagine.

Knox slept next to her, his body throwing off heat. She snuggled into him, trying not to wake him. Her mind played back over everything he'd done to her the day before. With her limbs restrained, she'd been able to do nothing but react, take what he wanted to give her. The experience had been like nothing she'd ever been through before, and she couldn't wait to ask for it again. She wondered if he would ever let her tie him up.

Mica's mind wandered through a scenario of Knox restrained on the big bed, helpless and gorgeous, completely at her mercy. Mica bit her lip and felt herself begin to throb, almost unable to believe her body had any ability left to become aroused. She'd had five orgasms the day before, each more intense than the last, and by the end she'd begged him to stop, almost afraid he would break her.

Knox shifted next to her, then turned over and pulled her into his arms. "Morning."

His alarm blared beside them, reminding her that he had to re-enter normal life in a few hours. They'd hidden out in his house for so long that he was afraid his business would start to suffer from the unplanned vacation. Mica planned on heading into his office with him and using a conference room for her own work endeavors. Like him, she had no choice about the matter if she wanted her business to continue to thrive, at least the way it was currently set up, with her as the driving force behind it.

Knox slammed a fist on the alarm clock and snuggled back into the blankets, trying to pull her down with him. Mica felt a twinge in her midsection on the right side and recognized it immediately. Ovulation. She'd always been able to feel it happening. She added up the days in her head. Yep, right on time.

Fear clamped a hand around her throat. She'd been so stupid! She and Knox had been having unprotected sex for almost two weeks! She normally was a stickler for birth control, not like she needed to worry about it too much with her formerly-sex-deprived life.

"Oh no," she moaned deep in her throat before she could help herself.