Never forget you

Chapter 27: Skye

Heaven. It feels like heaven. Euphoric. The way it feels when I sink down onto Knight's thickness. The fullness I feel between my legs. The deliciousness of him inside of me feels like nothing I've ever felt before.

I've slept with a few guys since that night four years ago. Had one too many one night stands. Sue me. I tried everything in my power to get the first guy I ever loved out of my head. Out of my heart. Hell, who am I kidding, he's the only one I've ever loved. The only guy I ever opened up my heart to. Other guys have tried and failed. None of them catching my interest for long. All of them letting me down when it came to feeling that...spark. That connection so strong that all I wanted to do was be around them. I've only ever felt that with my hazel eyed blast from the past.

Knight is the only guy who has ever made me feel like I was the only girl in the world. Even when he hated me. When he was the biggest asshole of them all, he still made me feel like it was only him and I. Toxic? Maybe but I'd take that toxicity over boring and plain any day. Does that make me fucked up? Yeah, but who isn't?

I close my eyes rocking my hips further, leaning closer until our mouths are hovering over each other and my clit is exposed and laid bare on his groin. Firecrackers light off down my spine as I increase my speed, his tip hitting the hilt of my muscles, my clitoris rubbing at a frantic speed against his warm, sweaty skin. The sensations are like nothing before and I almost come undone when I see the pure desire in his blown eyes. Knight grabs the back of my neck, tugs me down in a fast movement and takes my lips like he owns them.

Kissing me hard, rough and almost violent I melt in his arms. Knight's hands drag down my body, soft and barely touching until he reaches my hips grabbing me in a clutch so tight I almost wince-almost. I moan into his mouth loving the drastic change between soft and hard. Rough and sweet. It's like he cant' decide if he loves or hates me right now and I feel the exact same way. Knight Thomas may own my heart, he always has, but that doesn't mean I can forget everything he's put me through. My pride won't let me.

Our tongues battle, lashing at one another. Sucking and licking against each other until we're both withering away at the feeling of us together. Our mouths intertwined and sealed just like the rest of our body. I can feel every blazing inch of him on me. In me. I'm delirious and I want nothing else.

My inner muscles start to clench as Knight grips me tighter pulling me up and down against his stiff cock at just the right speed for him. It's fast and frantic. Chaotic and glorious. Like this is never going to happen again and we need to be sure to feel every single centimeter of each other. I break my kiss, pulling back slightly as I pant and moan into his face. Knight's not having it. His right hand flies back into my hair, his fingers pushing into my frizzy, damp locks until they're trapped between his knuckles and then he pulls me down trapping my lips once more and groaning into my mouth. I swallow his sounds, diving into his mouth more and more.

Removing his left hand from the bruising grip on my hip Knight brings his hand to my breasts. "You like that, baby? Mmm. I love these."

He squeezes, kneads my aching tits before pinching my pink nipples between his fingers making me scream out in ecstasy. My hips buck making Knight moan. "Fuck I love those sounds you make."

His finger slips from my hair, coming down between us touching the spot where we collide. Feeling the small space where we meet each other and the pure wet lust that's left behind after each stroke Knight shivers and lets out a loud moan at the feeling.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." he breaths out as he continues to stroke and lightly touch the spot where we come together. I pull back glancing down at his hands and my body begins to shake at one of the most erotic things I've ever seen.