Serena stirred the following the day. Her eyelids felt heavy as she slowly blinked awake. Every inch of her body ached as if she'd been run over by a fleet of semi-trucks, then backed over a few times and then finally tossed off a cliff for good measure. She groaned softly, feeling utterly wrecked and battered, her muscles screaming in protest at even the slightest movement.As awareness seeped in, she realized her head was pillowed on a warm, solid surface that rose and fell with steady breaths. Knox! Her petite form was dwarfed by his huge one while she lay sprawled across his tattooed chest. He was like a mountain, and she, a delicate vine clinging to his rugged slopes. His masculine scent surrounded her like a sensual embrace, both comforting and vaguely intimidating. Trying to shift positions, even just an inch, sent a jolt of searing pain lancing through her from head to toe. It was concentrated most intensely in her lower abdomen and a strangled cry that sounde
"Forgive me for last night," Knox rasped.His deep baritone usually rough around the edges, was laced with an unfamiliar tenderness.He placed a feather-light kiss against Serena’s disheveled tresses, breathing in her sweet, familiar scent. "I lost myself when you hurled those accusations at me, love."Serena remained utterly silent, her mind struggling to catch up with her battered body.She processed his gravelly words through the hazy fog of residual newfound shyness that felt utterly foreign to her usually fiery nature.‘Last night...it really happened, didn’t it?’ She wasn't merely imagining the wild, passionate lovemaking that had left her body deliciously sore and aching all over, was she?The vivid memories played like an erotic film reel in her mind. Each scorching touch, each groan and gasp seared into her memory.The vindictive part of her wounded side that still simmered with quiet fury wanted to lash out once more - to make him hurt as much as she did in that moment, to in
Serena huffed out an indignant breath. She raked her nails over Knox's ridiculously sexy, rippling abs, pouting like a naughty child. As much as she wanted to rail against him, to demand answers to the million questions swirling through her mind, she knew that pushing too hard now might cause him to shut down completely. And right now, with so much still left unsaid between them, that was the last thing she needed.Her delicate fingers continued their wandering path downward, trailing with featherlight caresses along the defined V-line of his lower abdomen that disappeared tantalizingly beneath the thin, rumpled duvet covering their naked bodies. She immediately jerked her hand back as if scorched when her questing fingertips inadvertently grazed the thick, velvety steel of his impressive manhood, the blazing heat of his arousal searing her soft skin."Oh my god!" Serena gasped out in a strangled cry, her cheeks turning a brilliant shade of scarlet as the mortifying realization
Serena’s fists pounded weakly against Knox’s chest in a silent demand to release her, for she was almost out of breath. She gasped and drew in a mouthful of air when he finally let her go. “You b—” She paused, seeming to rethink her choice of word at the look of ‘I dare you to finish that statement’ he gave her. Knox seemed satisfied by her grudging cooperation. "Good girl," he murmured. The simple praise and the undisguised heat simmering in his depths had her burn with need. “I haven’t brushed my mouth. My breath stinks.” She pouted. “Why don’t we do something about that?” He asked, leaning forward with a devious look in his eyes. “Ha, no need.” Serena shrank back. Knox chuckled. He kissed her gently on the forehead before turning over on his back. "Now, as I was saying..." he began again, his expression sobering into one of grim solemnity. "The matter of Mia is complicated. More so than you could possibly imagine. I've been responsible for her since she was a litt
A soft, needy moan escaped Serena as Knox's tongue delved past her lips to taste her, to plunder the warm depths of her mouth with deep, devouring strokes that left her dizzy and aching for more of his exquisite torment. However, her eyes went wide with fear when she felt the thick, heavy weight of his huge bulge pressing insistently against the softness of her belly. Undulating against her in a silent promise of the delicious impalement to come should she allow it. A tremor of trepidation mingled with longing shivered through Serena. "Wait, I can't...I'm still too sore from last night," she muttered in a panic against his lips, her words emerging on a breathless whimper of protest undermined by the yearning throb between her thighs. Knox broke the intense kiss with obvious reluctance and leveled her with a look so predatory it nearly stopped her heart. "I don’t plan on taking you again, firecracker. You won’t survive another round." Serena let out a shaky breath and blu
Knox secured Serena's slender body with the plush quilt just before the door opened and Mrs. Ricci came in. It was as though Knox could already feel her presence before she even got there.“Master. Madame.” The older lady greeted in a crisp, all-business tone, giving Knox and Serena deep bows. Then she stood straight again, moved toward the night stand and placed the trail she was holding there before retreating from the couple once more. Mrs. Ricci's footsteps were all slow and purposeful as she made her way across the bedroom towards the bathroom, clearly already knowing exactly what needed to be done. Serena hugged the soft quilt tighter around herself, feeling pretty awkward and embarrassed as she heard the stern butler pottering around unhurriedly getting the bath ready just on the other side of the door. She remembered meeting Mrs. Ricci's eyes briefly and felt her cheeks flush despite trying her best to keep her shit together.Serena knew little about this particular st
Serena's mind was in absolute turmoil, unable to stop replaying Knox's jaw-dropping question from earlier in the bathroom. She had tried repeatedly to get him to explain what he meant by that. But the man had stubbornly avoided giving her a straight answer no matter how much she prodded and pushed after that mind-meltingly hot, passionate kiss.‘Seriously, what did he mean by that?’ she had asked herself for what felt like the hundredth time."Don't worry about it. Focus on getting ready for brunch." This was the only response she got from him after her incessant questioning. Serena’s thoughts were an absolute muddled, chaotic mess ever since he had so nonchalantly dropped that crazy bombshell on her. Part of her desperately kept wanting to believe that Knox had just been trying to feel her out or test her reaction to something along those lines - maybe get a sense of her boundaries when it came to that kind of thing in the bedroom. However, another part of her couldn't shake
Then he rose gracefully from the sofa. He cut an incredibly striking figure in a simple yet undeniably elegant and sexy outfit that accentuated his very tall built.He wore a neat black T-shirt that hugged his broad shoulders and muscular chest with the top few buttons left tantalizingly undone to reveal a teasing glimpse of his tattooed toned pecs. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing off his strong corded tattooed forearms.The shirt was paired with a black fitted jeans that skimmed over his narrow hips and sculpted thighs like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination about the impressive physique hidden beneath.He moved towards her and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "You look beautiful, as always."Serena blushed. "You aren’t bad yourself," she said softly.With that, they finally headed downstairs to the dining room for brunch. Serena couldn't deny how much more comfortable she actually felt in the flat sandals. Not that she'd ever admit that