Knuckle Down by Chantal Fernando

Knuckle Down by Chantal Fernando

Author:Chantal Fernando [Fernando, Chantal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2018-07-08T18:30:00+00:00


When I wake up I’m spooning Knuckles from behind, my arms and one of my legs wrapped around him. And I’m squeezing him tightly. I don’t know how he’s slept like this for most of the night, but it’s like I just couldn’t get close enough to him. I kiss his bare back, letting him know I’m awake.

“Good morning,” he whispers, voice thick. Rolling over to face me, he watches me silently before saying, “You’re like a cat. You decide when and if you want affection, and if you don’t want it, you just move away. I should start calling you Kitty.”

I laugh, chest shaking. “I’m not like a cat.”

Although maybe he’s right. Sometimes I want affection, if I’m in the mood, and otherwise I just like to be left alone. When I want the attention though, he needs to give it to me, or I’m not going to be very happy.

“Yes you are, Kitty,” he says, burying his face in my neck.

“You are not going to make that my pet name,” I say, then snicker. “Get it? Pet name?”

He kisses my neck, and I can feel him smile against my skin. “Yes, sweetheart, I get it, but thanks for explaining it.”

“Just making sure,” I reply, stretching my arms out. “What time is it? I can’t be late for work, or my boss is going to kill me.”

And my ex-boyfriend will be up my ass about it too.

“It’s six, so you have plenty of time,” he assures me, kissing down my collarbone. “And I have plenty of time to catch up on what I was about to do to you last night before everything went to hell.”

“Understatement,” I breathe.

“Let me make it up to you,” he says as he continues to kiss his way down my body.

“You’re going to have to make it up to me with more than just an orgasm,” I say, my lashes fluttering as he reaches my hip bone and stops to nibble it a little before continuing further south.

“Three orgasms? Four?”

My mouth opens as he starts to lick around my pussy, and I moan as his tongue delves inside.

I don’t even reply to his comment, too far gone, but I think we both know nothing is going to make up for what happened, except my being able to accept that this is his life.

This is it, no more sugarcoating or romanticizing, this is the cold, hard truth of it.

And I can either take it or leave it.



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