Rolling my eyes, I release a grunt. “Just let me know if I need to have a chat with him too.”

“To what? Stake your claim?” She humors me by crawling into my lap. “Don’t worry. Pretty sure they heard us from here last night.”

“Good. Then I won’t have to tattoo my name on your neck.” I smirk.

“My neck? What guy’s gonna see that if he’s fucking me from behind?”

I pinch her ass, and she yelps. “You just love pushing my damn buttons.”

She grinds down against me, my cock growing hard with each movement. “Did you really think that’d change?” she asks with a devilish smirk.

“You’re right. I should’ve known better. But at least now I get to punish you for it.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” she taunts confidently.

I lift her as I stand, then throw her over my shoulder caveman-style. “Oh, sweet Hadleigh. You’re about to find out.”

CHAPTER TWENTY

HADLEIGH

My eyes flutter open, and I look around the room, excited like a kid on Christmas because it’s actually Christmas morning. It’s been one week since Knox crashed my date, and we expressed our feelings. Every day since has been better than the previous.

I stir, and Knox wraps his arm around me, pulling me even closer.

“Santa Claus came last night.” He feathers along my neck.

I hum as I get lost in his touch. “I’d say you came more than once, Santa.” I replay all the places he bent me over and fucked me. I especially loved riding him by the lit tree as he whispered naughty things in my ear. That was one of my favorites so far. “I really slayed those balls.” I cough. “I mean bells.”

He chuckles as he sucks on my earlobe, and I moan between shallow breaths. His morning wood feels like a gun pressed against my lower back.

“Are you…?”

“Yes,” he hoarsely whispers. “He’s happy to see you.”

I turn to face him and lower my hand.

“I don’t want you to leave,” he says when I grip his erection.

“It’s gonna be hell gettin’ rid of me now. I’m addicted to you.”

“Never. You’re mine,” he says, pressing his lips against mine.

He moans, my strokes moving faster.

As I tease the tip, he’s barely able to focus.

Before I can finish him off, Knox lifts the quilt and crawls between my legs.

“I love it when you sleep naked,” he says, sprinkling wet kisses along my inner thighs and tugging the skin between his teeth. As he flicks my clit with his tongue, pleasure rolls down my spine.

“Mmm,” he says as he devours me. My eyes roll to the back of my head as Knox wages war on my pussy, defeating me in all the delicious ways. His movements are slow and calculated as he swirls circles with his tongue and sucks.