“Okay,” he said, tugging me away from the railing. “Now, let me give you your present.”
I raised my brows.
“Present?”
“A little goodbye present. Don’t argue with me.”
“Why?” I asked slyly, tracing one finger down the line of his already undone tie. “Will you have to punish me if I argue?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe I want you to punish me,” I said. My fingers moved down to his waistline. His member twitched as I brushed the back of my hand along his length.
“Oh, now you’ve done it, sweet girl,” Knox said. His voice tingled over my skin.
“Are you sure that I’m so sweet?” I teased.
“Nope, not sure,” Knox said. He bent down and picked me up at the waist, swinging me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing.
“Aiyee!” I cried out.
“Let’s make sure,” he said. “One hundred percent sure.” I smacke
