Page 42 of King of Kings
I don’t respond––just inch closer to her, until I’m pressed up against her. My dick is hard again and resting against her thigh. I run my thumb over her nipple and watch her mouth open in ecstasy.
“I can’t think straight when you’re touching me,” she admits.
“Isn’t that the point?” I ask.
I lean down, capturing her lips with mine, when my phone rings.
“Aren’t you going to get that?” She pulls away.
“I wasn’t going to.”
She makes no move to get back to what we were doing, so I sigh and roll over to grab my phone, groaning when I see it’s my dad.
“Yes, Dad?” I say, sitting up in the bed, the moment clearly already ruined.
“The firm is holding a benefit Saturday night. It’s a good opportunity for Bradley to get his name out there and introduce himself to some of our clients. You’ll be expected to be there.”
He hangs up the phone before I can respond, because that’s typical of him.
“Everything okay?” Sophia asks, putting her hand on my back.
“Yeah, it was just my dad.” I glance at my phone. It’s only two and he’s already ruined the rest of my night.
“I’ve got to go get dressed,” Sophia says, pulling me from my thoughts.
“You’re not seriously going on that date, are you?” I ask, feeling the anger rising.
“Seriously, Knox? You’re not in charge of my life. We sleep together and fight, that’s it. It’s not like you’re ever going to have a relationship with me or anything.” She rolls her eyes before getting off the bed and grabbing her clothes.
“Sophia, come back to bed,” I plead.
“Why? What good would it do?” she says, pulling her shirt over her head.
I reach out to her, pulling her into my lap.
“Sophia, I’m trying. I want to do right by you, I just don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve never tried to have a relationship. I’ve never wanted to. I want to work through all this anger I have… I want to try for you,” I admit.
Her eyes soften, and she runs her finger across my cheek.
“I want to believe you, but I’ve been burned before,” she says, tears filling her eyes.
Eyes filled with things she’s not saying. I’d give anything to be inside her head right now and find out who hurt her.
“I’m not saying I won’t hurt you, because I will. I’m just saying, give me a chance to try and do this right,” I plead.
She pulls my face to hers, pressing her lips against mine, her tongue slipping through and tangling with mine.
My hands roam up her shirt, my thumb brushing against her nipple, causing her to press herself against me.
“Knox.” She moans into my mouth, her body rocking against mine.
My dick is already hard, rubbing against her wet pussy.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask, pulling away and looking into her eyes.
She nods, and I adjust myself, allowing her to sink onto me.
“Fuck, Sophia.” I crash my lips to hers, our tongues dancing with one another while she moves in perfect rhythm with my body.