Chapter Three

Reese’s POV

The car smelled like new leather, mint, a slight hint of bergamot and sex. The sex part might have been her, but what the hell. The mix was intoxicating and the man next to her was sex on two legs. She felt slightly nervous but the alcohol that had taken the place of the blood in her veins pushed her to bravery.

“So, where am I going?”

Reese blinked. His voice was rough and the timber spoke of unbridled passion. “Uhm … the nearest motel is fine.”

Mr Knight glanced at her and sped down the street. A few minutes later he pulled into the parking lot of a motel that was surprisingly clean and safe looking. He huffed out a laugh, glanced at her again and shook his head.

“Stay here.”

Reese had no objections to staying right there. She had no idea what was in those slammers she’d drank, but her body felt sensual, like the lust switch had not just been pressed on but thrown into overdrive.

The passenger side door opened and Reese looked up but his eyes were transfixed on her thigh where the ruffled black lace had moved up, exposing more skin than she was used to. Reese pushed the material down and Mr Knight’s eyes finally found hers.

“I got you a room.” His hand appeared and she gripped it as he helped her out of his car.

“See, you are a shining knight with no armour.” Reese laughed lightly and Mr Knight grabbed her arm in his hand as she stumbled slightly, even though her Doc Martens had no heels. Stupid slammers. Goddess, why did he smell so good?

Mr Knight chuckled and pulled her closer. “Let’s get you inside that room.” Reese couldn’t agree more. Going inside that room sounded very good to her. Her head was close to his arm and she sniffed hoping he wouldn’t notice that she was practically sticking her nose in his armpit. Was she really that drunk that she wanted to sniff his armpit? Goddess, she was an idiot.

Mr Knight unlocked the door to her room and helped her inside. It smelled clean and the curtains were still half open, casting a faint glow from the streetlights over the furniture. Reese took a deep breath and closed the door behind her.

Mr Knight’s eyes went to the closed door and then back to her face. He didn’t move a muscle as she stepped closer to him. Reese’s hands landed on his abdomen, he didn’t say a word or stop her and that gave her the courage to continue.

Her hands travelled upwards to his chest, her fingers exploring the ridges of his masculinity. She could feel the heat from his body beneath his long-sleeved t-shirt as she went up on her toes and pulled his head lower towards hers.

Her lips touched his tentatively at first and she pulled away slightly. His lips were warm and soft. They’re mouths were so close to each other that Reese could almost taste his tongue. She bit his lower lip softly and she was about to pull away in dismay when his hands landed on her hips and his mouth opened beneath hers.

She felt the wall against her back, his one hand was beneath her shirt now, his fingers on the bare skin of her back. His other hand was on the side of her face, holding her curly hair at bay as he kissed her like she’d never been kissed before.

Their tongues dueled an age old battle of passion, clashing and stroking, his teeth grazed her lips and when he pressed himself against her she couldn’t help the feeling of power that cascaded over her at knowing that this hot stranger really wanted her.

Reese lifted her one leg and Mr Knight gripped her thigh in his large hand. She already knew she wasn’t going to be disappointed, felt the size of his erection against her belly. He moved his thigh and hitched her leg higher against him.

Her mind flashed back to another night, another erection that had pressed against her stomach, another man that had just used her for his own gratification. ‘This isn’t the same thing,’ Reese thought to herself and pushed the memory away.

This man wasn’t her mate, this time she wanted to use him just as much as he wanted to use her and she was aware of the stakes of this game she was playing. She’d never felt this intense surge of lust before and this man would be a good enough outlet.

His other hand moved to her other leg and Reese gasped pleasurably when he picked her up and moved that hard rod of his right up against her core. She crossed her ankles behind his back as his mouth travelled to her jawline.

When he lightly bit her earlobe, pleasurable tingles erupted all over her body and she grinded herself against him. He moved the collar of her shirt and his tongue laved over her collarbone. Her core muscles clenched together and she gripped the hair at the back of his head.

She had no recollection of when or even how her shirt had been unbuttoned, but she realized it when he pulled her bra down and exposed her one breast. His tongue swirled over her nipple and she gasped when he sucked it into his mouth.

Her breath had quickened when he paid the same amount of attention to her other breast and she could feel her own arousal sticking to her underwear. Mr Knight’s tongue flicked her hardened nipple and then he gazed into her eyes.

“Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t even know my name.”

Reese couldn’t have stopped even if she wanted to, not that she did. “I’m so fucking sure.”

Mr Knight paused for a few seconds before his eyes darkened even more. “Then don’t beg me to stop later.”

Reese didn’t have time to fully comprehend his spoken words because the next thing she knew he was on his back on the bed and lifting her towards his face. Her underwear was ripped off and the cool air blasted against her pussy.

Mr Knight pressed his mouth against her and inhaled deeply. If she’d been sober, she would’ve been embarrassed by the act but now it only fueled her own libido more. His tongue swiped over her slit and settled on her clit where he flattened it and applied pressure.

“Oh, goddess,” Reese murmured as his hands grabbed her ass cheeks and his tongue started assaulting her in the best possible way.

Reese had never been so turned on, she’d never felt so wet and the building orgasm felt like it was draining her own life force with its power. She grinded herself on Mr Knight’s face and her orgasm exploded so suddenly that she didn’t care if he could breathe in that moment or not, she just kept grinding and riding it out.

She was still riding that first wave of pleasure when she landed on her back and Mr Knight pulled his t-shirt over his head. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his zipper down. His cock sprang free, telling her he was cruising commando.

A condom appeared and he sheathed himself, all the while never taking his eyes off her. He pulled her skirt down her legs and spread her knees apart when she tried to close them. Her breasts rose and fell as she breathed deeply.

“Take off your shirt,” Mr Knight said in a thick voice, his own lust evident.

Reese almost flinched as she remembered Bryan saying almost exactly the same thing to her. She licked her lower lip again, reminding herself that this wasn’t the same, this man had already taken care of her, not just thinking of himself.

Reese complied and the moment her shirt was off he pressed her down on the bed again, his body covering hers. He kissed her once more and she could taste herself on his lips before he pushed inside her slowly.

He filled her completely, stretching her walls and she clamped down on him tightly. His eyes closed and he stilled his movements until she moved her hips. He never wavered or slowed down. He fucked her with measured strokes and she came twice more before he slammed into her even harder and growled out his own orgasm.