Beauty and the Outcast by Lucy Darling

17

Whitney

Iyawn, snuggling deeper down into the blankets. I’m in a cocoon of warmth. I try to wiggle to roll over, but I don’t get far.

“You’re killing me.” I freeze at the deep voice, remembering I slept in Knox’s room last night. He pulls me back from the small space I’d made when I tried to roll over. He has his arm wrapped around my waist. My back is pressed into his chest.

“I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” From the sound of it, I don’t think he slept very well last night. I hate the disappointment that hits me with that thought. Last night I slept the best I have in years. My body let go, knowing Knox wouldn’t let anything happen to me. Normally I can’t fall asleep at all during a storm. But with his arms wrapped around me, I drifted off peacefully.

“You didn’t wake me.”

“Oh.” I try to roll over and face him.

“Bunny.”

“What? Are you okay?”

“Please stop moving.” I do as he asks, settling into his big body.

“Oh!” I squeak when I realize the problem. Knox’s hard cock is pressed into my butt. The shirt I went to bed in has ridden all the way up to the middle of my stomach.

“Yeah.” He buries his face in my hair from behind. “You always smell so damn good.” His fingers drift back and forth along the top of my panties. I start to get turned on. Warmth pools in my stomach, and I start to get wet between my thighs.

I wiggle again, unable to help myself. “You enjoy torturing me?” He doesn't sound mad, but he does, however, sound like he’s hurting. As the throb between my legs grows, I think I’m going to be hurting here soon too.

“Knox.” I breathe his name, dropping my head back to rest on his chest. “It’s torturing me too.”

“You want me to fix it, Bunny?” He pushes my hair out of his way and places open-mouth kisses on my neck, making me whimper. I had no idea that a few kisses on your neck could be so erotic.

“Yes. I want to fix it for you too.” His fingers grip my panties.

“You can tell me to stop at any time.”

“Don't stop. Please.”

“Fuck, you feel so damn good.” He starts to work my panties down my thighs. I wiggle, helping him by using my feet to kick them free once they get farther down my legs. His hand cups my sex.

“Not fair. If you get to feel me, I want to feel you too.”

“So demanding,” he growls. It helps that I’m not facing him. He can’t see the heat rushing to my cheeks. It makes me bolder. He shifts, and a moment later his cock is pressed against my ass. His fingers part the lips of my sex.

“You’re bare. Who did you shave your pussy for, Bunny?” His cock slides along my ass, leaving a wet trail. Is he getting as wet as me?

“For you,” I admit. I tried to do one of those straight lines down the middle, but I failed and ended up shaving it all off. I actually enjoy how it feels against my panties.

“When?” He grabs my thigh, lifting and pulling it to him. He locks it between his legs, making me spread out more. Two of his fingers press against my clit.

“Last night.” I’d thought he might come to my room. Yesterday he drove me crazy with all his kisses and touches. His hands were always on me but not where I really wanted them to be.

“You gave me a pass, and now I’ll come in your room whenever the fuck I want.”

“Yes,” I agree, shifting my hips, needing him to move his fingers.

“You’re so wet. This is what I felt all night. I ached for you.”

I whimper. I love hearing how much he needed me. That I made him ache. It makes me feel sexy. My nipples grow harder, pressing against my shirt.

“I’m sorry. Next time I'll take care of you.” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip.

“Bunny,” he grits out as his fingers finally start to move. “You’re going to take care of me right now.” He shifts, never taking his fingers off my clit as he strokes me. I’m already so worked up, I’m not sure how long I can last at this point. The sensation rising inside of me is both scary and exciting at the same time.

Knox’s cock slips down my ass and he presses it between my legs. He brings my other leg back down, trapping his cock between my thighs so that it’s pressing right up against my sex. When he starts to thrust, the head of his cock barely pushes inside of me and then back out.

My hips start to move with him. He sinks a bit more inside of me. I know we’re playing with fire, but I don’t want him to stop. In fact, I want him to press all the way in. My hips start to move, but his grip stills me.

His fingers start to move faster. “Knox.” I moan out his name. “I think—I think—” Who am I kidding? I can’t think at all with the things he’s doing to me.

“You think you’re about to come for me. And you are,” he demands before he sinks his teeth into my neck and starts to suck.

I cry out his name as the orgasm floods through me. Knox groans my name from behind as he starts to come with me. Warm cum sprays all over my sex and thighs. My body hums with pleasure, everything sensitive now. Knox’s breathing is heavy.

“That was amazing.” My eyes fall closed. I want to lie right here for the rest of my life.

“Bunny, I'm never going to let you go. You’re mine now.” I smile, my eyes still closed. His fingers start to stroke me again.

“That makes you mine too.”

“I’ve been yours my whole life.” My heart flutters.

“That’s the best birthday gift I’ve ever gotten.”

“Birthday?” He nips my neck. This time it’s a bit harder, making me squeal. The sensation shoots straight to my clit.

“I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it. Besides, I'm getting what I want.” I rock my hips. Knox’s cock is still trapped between my thighs. He’s still hard too. I wouldn’t have believed he’d gotten off if I hadn’t felt it for myself.

“I’ll make you come all day if that’s what you want.”

“Yes.” I moan, another orgasm already coming. What has this man done to my body?

“This time, I think I’ll use my mouth. I want to taste it when you come for me.”

He moves, putting me on my back before he buries his face between my thighs.

Knox wasn’t kidding. He made sure my birthday wish came true.