Steaming Desire - Melissa Young

Chapter Seven - Knox

A sharp pain erupted from my palm when I dug my nails into the delicate skin. I couldn't bear the pain of watching her walk further and further away from us, her quiet steps making a slight sway to her hips. That was when I knew I fucked up. When she didn't scream in my face was when I realized that I was an asshole. I realized it once more when I looked back at Hunter, and his eyes carried the exact explanation of 'If looks could kill'.

I could understand why she was angry, but why did Hunter have the same demeanor over himself? He was the one that broke our promise. He fucked the woman I wanted and that is unforgivable, I would never do that to him. We agreed that Kiara was off limits, she would help us out and nothing more.

"You broke our fucking promise!" I yelled while standing up. He took a step closer to me until we were eye to eye.

"I didn't, I would never break a promise." I scoffed and turned around, the food they served didn't give me enough energy to spend on standing.

"You fucked her." I stated, sat down and leaned back. I assumed that the conversation was over, so I closed my eyes while I was at it.

"No, I didn't. I got her to come back. I ate her pussy and made her cum, but I didn't fuck her, Knox. I had to get her back tonight, and she wasn't going to do that if I didn't give her some kind of bait. But you just blew that shot by assuming and looking over her head, so good fucking job." Hunter matched my tone of voice when he cussed me out.

I didn't want to give in, but his words made me crawl into my skin. As much as I wanted to distrust Hunter, I knew that he never lied. What had I done? I needed her to come back.

"You need to get her again," I stood up and walked to him. I took a grip of his shirt and he scoffed.

"Why? So you can taste her too?" He shoved my whitening hands from his shirt and turned around. I really wanted to taste her. I wanted so fucking bad to hear sweet moans mixed with my name fall from her tongue while I fucked her deep and hard. To hear the sounds her pussy would make when I drove my cock into her wet cunt. I needed to feel her pussy spasm around my thick cock when I made her cum.

Shaking my head to get the thoughts out of my head because that was not the reason I needed her to come back. I didn't even need her to come back to help us out, even though I would appreciate that a lot. I badly needed her to down here so that I could apologize. My head felt like a blur as the thought pulsed through my ears, I couldn't for the life of me explain why that was the biggest reason but it, without concurrence, was.

I should apologize to Hunter too, but he had to cool off first. I knew that what I said to her was rude, but I also knew that she would be back, she would not be able to stay away. If she was going to leave us here again, she wouldn't have let Hunter eat her pussy.

My mouth watered at the thought, and I had to screw my eyes shut to clear my mind. She couldn't keep herself away from this cell, so why would she let a stupid comment from me stop her? She wouldn't.

I had met enough women in my life to know that once they got a fantastic orgasm, they couldn't stay away from it for long. It was like a drug. I also knew that Hunter was surrounded by women, and I had known him long enough to know that it wasn't for his charisma.

I didn't doubt that she would come back, but instead was scared that she wouldn't stay, and even more scared that it would be my fault. Because even though women couldn't keep away from people that gave them cum good, they often didn't stay for long. Don't get me wrong, I know that I am a piece of shit and an asshole, so I don't really blame the people that walk out of my life.

The way I made women cum, so good, got them to come back, but not to stay. Even though the people that could walk out on me did, Hunter always stood by my side. He was always with me when things got rough, and for that I am forever grateful.