Chapter 59

Knight took me slowly.

I writhed beneath him. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy it. In fact, I felt every inch of him, every breath he took, every touch of his lips on my skin, and it was overwhelming how sex could make me feel. It was unbelievably and incredibly spellbinding, and it was an exquisite torture, but something was in his head.

I tried to move my hips, rocking back and forth, hooked my legs behind his waist, but he was determined to make love with me tonight.

It was our first night in his bed. Instead, he pulled his cock out and put it gently through my wet folds, rubbed it against my entrance up and down, and then pushed the head inside.

Gasping, I arched my back at the sensation, and I was desperate for a deep and hard thrust. But I felt how thick he was, every ridge and every throbbing vein of his cock slowly intruding me.

It was a sweet torture while my skin was burning, my heart was galloping, and my clit was ach