Chapter 41
Wren
I stood frozen at the door when Knox’s hand closed around my throat. His fingers wrapped firm but gentle, a living collar that made my pulse hammer against his palm. His tongue plunges into my mouth, tangling with mine, exploring every inch. I moan, my eyes fluttering closed, my lips parting to welcome him, to deepen the kiss. The wet, smacking sounds of our kisses fill the room, a symphony that matches the pounding of my heart.
Butterflies dance in my stomach, a whirlwind of nerves and excitement. I feel a warmth spreading between my legs, a wetness that makes me gasp when Knox's hands grip my ass, lifting me as if I'm weightless. My eyes fly open, wide with surprise, my fingers clutching at his shoulders. But Knox doesn't stop.
His kisses grow more urgent, more heate
