Page 46 of Temptation

He gripped my hips, pulling me back down onto his lap, letting me feel again just how much he wanted me. I gasped when his hardness nudged against my core.

“You did?”

“Do you remember the night we met?” he asked.

“At the party on your yacht?” I remembered it vividly.

Jude had invited his buddy, Cade, Emmy, and some of our other friends to the party. Emmy had dragged me along. It was the first time I’d met Jude. But before I’d ever set eyes on him, I’d seen Knox.

Powerful. Charismatic. Handsome. His world was so different from mine, he might as well have lived in a different universe.

Knox nodded. “That fucking neon-green swimsuit.” He dropped his head to his chest. “And then you started talking to me about soccer.”

I laughed, stunned that he remembered what I’d been wearing. That he rememberedme. “That’s what did it, huh?”

“That’s what did it.” He captured my lips in a searing kiss.

“So you were attracted to me because I love soccer?” I teased.

“I was attracted toyou.” He tucked my hair behind my ear. “Surely you noticed.”

“I-I—” I stuttered. “I had no idea.”

If only I’d known…

“The entire time, I imagined what it would be like to touch you. Kiss you.” He slid his hands beneath my robe, caressing my ass. “I can’t tell you how many times I dreamed of pulling aside those flimsy bottoms and sinking into you.”

I shivered from his words. From the desire that practically oozed from his voice. “I’m sure it didn’t take much. I was practically naked, and my nipples were hard anytime you were around.”

He gripped my hips, rocking up and against me. “That was for me?”

I nodded, remembering how attracted I’d been to Knox from the moment I’d seen him standing at the railing. I hadn’t known who he was. I hadn’t known he was the owner of the Leatherbacks or that he had a son. The realization hadn’t come until later. Until after I’d started dating Jude.

But I didn’t want to think about Jude. I was too far gone at this point. Too tired of ignoring my wants and needs for a man who’d never put me first.

“What else did you think about?” I asked, reveling in Knox’s confession.

“What it would be like to suck them.” Knox slid his hands up my ribs, cupping my breasts.

I gasped, arching my back, my nipples aching for him to do just that. “Yes.Please.”

He tugged the robe aside, baring my breast to him. He stared at me as if I were the most decadent dessert, and then he kissed the underside of my breast, his touch featherlight, his beard gently scraping my skin in the most delicious of ways. He continued to tease and torture me, showering my skin with attention but never touching my nipple. Until finally, he pulled one into his mouth, and I nearly came undone.

“Oh god,” I said, shivering from his touch. “That feels…so good.”

His cocky grin told me he was as pleased by my reaction as I was by his ministrations. And the way his hard-on dug into me promised so much more to come.

“Even better than I’d hoped,” he said.

I angled my head back and moaned as he continued lapping and sucking, using his teeth against my skin. I’d never had someone show my nipples so much attention, and my pleasure was building, wound so tight I thought I might explode from that alone. I hadn’t thought it possible—at least not for me. But when I allowed myself to relax and receive the pleasure Knox was intent on giving me, I found the precipice growing closer and closer.

“And then last summer…” He trailed off, and I knew he was avoiding mentioning Jude.

So I picked up the thread, going back to that moment in time. Rewriting our story with Knox. “You’d walk around shirtless. Your tanned skin glistening…” I gasped when he added his fingers to my clit.

“You wanted me,” he said. It wasn’t a question. We were too lost in the fantasy to care.

“I wanted you.” I took a shaky breath. “I wanted you to slide your hand beneath my swimsuit and touch me like you are now.”