Falling for Dr. Knight: A Falling Novel

by DL Gallie

  I’ve always thought this was a sexy dance, but to be involved in said dance, it’s even sexier than I imagined. Cress is amazing. Her body flows with the music, pressing seductively into mine and surprising me, I keep up with her. Probably because having her body pressed against mine is the most amazing feeling in the world.

  As the song comes to an end, she spins back into me, wrapping my hands around her stomach. She leans her head back and stares at me over her shoulder. We are both breathing heavily. The minx, once again, swivels her hips against my cock. Not letting her win, I press it into her ass. She slides a hand between us and grips my hip, squeezing tight and rubbing her ass in circles on my cock. There’s no hiding my desire for her.

  “Cress,” I warn, but there’s no way in hell that’s going to stop what she’s doing. Right at this moment, I wish we were at home naked doing this.

  “What?” she innocently says.

  Shaking my head, I surprise her when I spin her out and pull her back in. Sliding my hands into her hair, I pull her to me, and slam my lips against hers. She slides her hands around my shoulders and pulls me closer. Deepening our kiss. As first kisses go, this one takes the cake. Our tongues bump in their own seductive dance. Breaking the kiss, she pulls back and stares at me. We are both panting, the kiss leaving each of us breathless. Ever so slowly, I trace down her spine and place my hand on her ass, gently squeezing. Her lips lift into a smile that lights up her face. She rests her head back onto my shoulder and we lose ourselves to the music, once again slow dancing.

  The song ends, we pull apart, staring at one another. Cupping her cheek in my palm, I run my thumb along her jawbone before I lean in and press my lips against hers again. Pulling back, I rest my forehead against hers. “You have the lips of an angel, Cress. Where have you been?”

  “Raising my little girl and waiting for you,” she whispers. She takes a step back. “Now, take me home, Preston, so I can give you that naked tango lesson I promised.”

  10

  Cress

  As first dates go, this is the best one ever in the history of first dates. Well, for me that’s the case and I really hope it is for him too. Preston is the whole package: hot, fun, caring, charismatic, hot—yes I know I said hot twice but hello, he looks like Channing-freaking-Tatum’s brother, that deserves two hots. Dancing just now was the most fun I’ve had in a long time. I cannot remember the last time I danced like this. Come to think about it, it would have been the night Lexi was conceived. Creed took me out to this Latin club and we danced the night away. Shaking my head, I don't want to be thinking of him right now. Tonight is all about Preston and me, and possibly the start of something amazing. I’m not sure I’m ready for a relationship but if anyone can sway that decision, it will be Preston Knight.

  Lacing my fingers with Preston’s we exit the restaurant after he settles the bill. I offered to pay half but ever the gentleman, he wouldn’t hear of it. We walk toward his car in the parking garage; the only sound the echoing of my heels clicking on the cement floor. As we approach it, I whistle, “This seriously is a sexy car.” I stop and appreciate the machine before me. I don't know shit about cars but I do know, this one is hot.

  “I’ve seen sexier things.”

  Looking to him, my face is etched with confusion because this is the sexiest car around. “What else could possibly be sexier than this?” I ask, flicking my hand up and down his car.

  He steps behind me, I can feel his breath on my skin. “You,” he huskily answers, as he slides his hand around my waist, pulling me into him. My head drops back to his shoulder, elongating my throat. He darts his tongue out and licks up my neck, my skin breaks out in goosebumps, and I moan. My hips rub against his crotch, garnering a low growl from him. He cups my cheek, turns my head toward him, and kisses me. This kiss takes my breath away. If his other hand wasn’t on my hip holding me up, I’d be a puddle on the floor.

  Our tongues dance and caress one another, spinning to face him, I deepen the kiss. Pressing my chest to his. “Take me home, Preston,” I whisper against his lips.

  Without saying a word, he unlocks the car and opens my door for me. Climbing in, I watch him walk around the hood. His eyes steadfastly locked on mine. He climbs in, starts the car, and speeds toward his place.

  We pull into his driveway and the door to the garage automatically opens, he parks and turns the car off. He must sense me watching him because he turns to look at me. My breathing quickens and nerves wrack through me at the intensity of his gaze.

  “Cress,” he whispers. Reaching over he brushes a tendril of hair behind my ear and cups my cheek in his palm.

  “Pres,” I whisper back, leaning into his palm.

  He pulls my head toward him and he presses his lips to mine. Cupping his cheeks in my palms I hungrily kiss him back. The temperature in the car rises rapidly. Breaking the connections between us, I whisper, “Take me inside, Pres, I owe you a horizontal tango lesson and I have a feeling you will be the best student ever.”

  “A’s all round for this boy.”

  “I was hoping for big O’s,” I playfully tease.

  “I’m sure that can be arranged. Inside now, Ms. Bayliss, I’m ready for my lesson.”

  We climb out and head inside. Preston’s place is gorgeous. Large open plan living, dining, and kitchen; which looks like it leads to an outdoor entertainment area. Chrome and black accents, it's very stylish and sophisticated. Exactly how I pictured his place. Noticing a kick-ass stereo system, I head over to it and connect up my Spotify account. I bring up a dance playlist and when I see the perfect song, I hit play. “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails begins to play. My hips move to the beat of the music. Turning around I see Preston staring intently at me, a grin etched on his face.

  “This is fate, Cress.”

  “How so?”

  “This song was playing in my car earlier this evening.”

  “That is the very definition of fate. Now, Dr. Knight, where would you like your lesson?”

  “Come with me.”

  He turns around and walks down the hallway and into the master bedroom. He flicks on the lights, presses a button on the remote, which was sitting on the dresser, and the music from the living room filters into the room. Leaning against the doorframe I watch as he walks over to a chair in the corner. Untucking his shirt from his pants, he takes a seat. Leaning back, he undoes the top two buttons on his shirt, before resting his hands on the arm of the chair. He is the epitome of an alpha male right now. Sexy. Powerful. In charge. The alphaness oozing from him. Seeing him like this sets my body ablaze. I now know how Ana felt in Fifty Shades when Christian would watch her; I’ve never felt sexier than I do right now.

  “The floor is yours,” he says, gesturing to the space in front of him.

  Pushing off the doorframe, my hips sway to the beat of the music. Running my hands up my neck and into my hair, I flick through the strands. Stretching my hands above my head. My eyes are locked on Preston as I slide my hands seductively up and down my sides. With my fingertip, I trace along my cleavage, between the valley of my breasts, down my stomach. Gripping the hem, I lift it up slightly, and shake the material side to side. His eyes are locked on my movements. Stepping over to him, I beckon him forward with my finger.

  Preston slides to the edge of the chair, spreading his legs wide for me to stand in front of him. My hips continue to swing to the music. Reaching out, I undo the buttons on Preston’s shirt. Tracing my finger up his chest, I circle his nipple. Stepping back, I turn round and look at him over my shoulder. Squatting down, I continue to look at him over my shoulder, standing up I bend forward at the hips, and shimmy my ass in his face. Snapping back into an upright position, I turn to face him again.

  His eyes are full of desire and they watch my every movement. Stepping back, I stare down at him. “Up,” I demand.

  He stands before me and I slide my hands across his shoulders, dragging his dress shirt down his arms. The material drops to the floor, he’s s
tanding before me in nothing but his dress pants. Both of us panting. The song changes to “Cheap Thrills” by Sia. Pushing off his chest, I spin around in circles. Flicking my hips to the beat of the music. Preston steps behind me. He rests his palms on my hips, sliding them down to grip the hem of my dress, and begins to lift it up. “Ah uh,” I say. Stepping away, I turn to face him. With my eyes locked on his, I brush my hair over my left shoulder and undo the bow at my neck, sliding my hands around my neck. Letting go of the strap, the material falls to my feet. Leaving me in my black strapless bra and matching panties.

  Pushing him back, he falls into the chair. Resting my hands on the arm, I stare at him before pressing myself forward. My body hovering an inch in front of him, I can feel his breath on my chest. Standing up, I brush my chest against his face. A growl erupts from him. With a grin on my face, I step to the center of the room. Turning to face him, I call him forward with my finger. He stands up and prowls over to me. The look on his face sets my body on fire. He stops in front of me. Without saying a word, I undo his belt, pop the button, lower his fly, and push his pants down. We are now both in our underwear. Placing my hand on his lower back, I pull him into me. Taking his hand in mine, I place it on my hip. He grips my other hand and brings it between us.

  With our gaze locked on one another we sway side to side. Our movements are not in sync with the music but the moment is pure perfection. He spins me out and back in again, just like we did at the restaurant. He repeats the spin and this time, I end up with my back to his front.

  He hugs me to him, nuzzling my neck. “Cress, you are the sexiest woman I have ever met.” I moan when he sucks my neck. Dropping my head back onto his shoulder. He finds the front clasp of my bra and flicks it open, my breasts spill free. He cups them in his palms as I swivel my hips on his groin. His cock hardening the more I press against him.

  The song comes to an end, and I stay wrapped in his arms. My back to his front. Looking over my shoulder, we stare intently at one another, our chests rapidly rising with each breath we take. He lowers his head and presses his lips to mine, my eyes close and I give myself over to the kiss. He wraps his arms tighter around me, one hand cupping my boob and squeezing. The other slides down my stomach, where he cups my pussy over my panties. I moan. Breaking the kiss, I open my eyes and stare into his. My hips gently rock side to side, his cock pressing into the crack of my ass, the material of our underwear the only barrier.

  We are both breathing heavily, the air around us electrified with desire, want, need, and hunger.

  Preston slides his other hand down my side, gripping my hips, he tears my panties off before quickly removing his briefs. He presses me into his freed erection. The head of his cock pushing against my ass, a guttural moan breaks free. I’ve never been as turned on as I am right now. Sliding my hand around his neck, I run my fingers into his hair and gently tug. Our hips still circling and pressing into each other. Lowering my hand, I slide it between us and grip his cock in my palm. Squeezing.

  “Cress,” he groans.

  Spinning around to face him, I lick my bottom lip, with my eyes locked on his, I begin to drop to my knees. He grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me back up into a standing position. He grips my ass and lifts me up, on instinct I wrap my legs around his waist and drape my arms over his shoulders. His thick shaft pressing into my stomach as our mouths crash together in a frenzied kiss. Tightening my arms around his neck, I press myself into him. You cannot tell where I end and he begins.

  He sits on the end of the bed with me straddling him. Lifting myself up, I circle myself around the tip of his cock. I begin to lower myself down when he says, “Condom.” Standing up, with me still in his arms, he walks around the side of the bed and sits near the head. He reaches into the side table drawer and grabs one. Shuffling back, I take the foil packet from him and tear it open with my teeth. Quickly I sheath his cock and then, once again, I lift up and circle the tip before I sink myself onto him. We both moan in delight as I fully seat myself on him. With our eyes locked on one another, I slowly begin to move my hips in circles. Pushing Preston back, he falls to the bed and I follow. He slides his hands into my hair and pulls my lips to his. Closing my eyes, I focus solely on the feel of his lips on mine, and his cock sliding in and out of me.

  “Prestoooon,” I mewl, as an intense orgasm detonates out of nowhere.

  My walls clench around him while my body tingles from head to toe as pleasure courses throughout my body. My release sets Preston off, his body stiffens beneath me. He groans and grunts as he releases in the condom.

  Falling off, I lie next to him panting. Staring at the ceiling and catching my breath. Turning my head to the side, I see Preston looking at me. “Hi,” I murmur.

  “Hi,” he says back, leaning over to me and pressing his lips to mine. “That was the best dance lesson of my life. I think I want to sign up for more.”

  “I’ll have to check my schedule but I’m sure I can fit you in. You are, by far, my best student.”

  “I better be your only student.”

  Nodding my head, I smile. “This is a one student only school.”

  “Good,” he says before pressing his lips to mine again. I shudder at the intensity of this kiss; he pulls me into his side and we cuddle. Closing my eyes, I drift off to sleep completely sated and totally falling for Dr. Knight.

  11

  Preston

  Opening my eyes, I have a smile on my face. I had the best dream last night, then a soft little snore from beside me garners my attention. Turning my head, I smile when I realize my dream was in fact reality from last night. Cress and I did the tango, both horizontally and vertically, and we did it both clothed and unclothed. My cock clearly remembers because he is proudly standing to attention, hoping for a replay of last night.

  Reaching over, I brush a tendril of blonde hair off her forehead, gently grazing her skin as I do. This causes Cress to open her eyes. When she notices me staring at her, she smiles. It lights up her face, the blue of her eyes intensifying as she wakes up.

  “Morning, Dr. Knight.”

  “Morning, Ms. Bayliss.”

  We stare at one another. She leans toward me, the sheet slipping down, exposing her tits to me. I get the sudden urge to lean forward and suck and bite them. That thought is thwarted when Cress climbs over and straddles my waist. She stares down at me and we silently gaze at one another, the temperature in the room rising by the second. She leans down and places her hands on either side of my head, her eyes boring deep into my soul. Lowering her head, she presses her lips to mine. Opening my mouth, she slides her tongue in. My hands grip her hips, when she begins grinding herself on me. Smearing her arousal on my stomach. She takes my lip between her teeth and gently bites. Letting my lip go, she kisses along my jawline to my ear. She’s breathing heavily, much like I am. My heart races with each nip of her teeth on my skin. When she bites my earlobe and sucks it, I groan at the sensation. Pain and pleasure mixing together. I’m not normally into the pain/pleasure side of intimacy but with Cress, I’m willing to try anything; and everything.

  Shimmying down, she stops when my rock-hard cock hits her ass. She licks and nibbles her way down my neck and across my collarbone. Sucking and biting my nipple. “Fuuuuck,” I moan, increasing my grip on her hips. I want nothing more than to flip her over and fuck her but at the same time, I want to see where this will lead.

  Sitting up, she stares down at me and traces the path her tongue just took with her fingertip. My skin is buzzing and burning for this woman. She circles my nipple before twisting and squeezing. I hiss at the sensation, my cock twitches against her ass. Her lips lift in a smirk as her fingertip traces over my abs. I’m not ripped but I am in shape and right now, I’m thankful for the countless hours I’ve spent in the gym.

  She lifts to her knees and I inwardly smile at what’s to come next, much to my dismay, she slides her wet pussy over my shaft and straddles my thighs. “Cress,” I plead.

  The littl
e minx winks at me and leans forward. Her tongue circles my navel before she licks down toward my crotch. She purrs as she licks over the spot where she was grinding herself earlier. I really want to taste her, I think to myself as I lift to my elbows and watch her. We stare at one another as her tongue continues south, down to my cock. It’s harder than it's ever been before, I cannot wait to see her lips around my shaft. She licks around the base, licking as if it’s a melting ice cream on a hot summer’s day. She licks up the side, and then back down. I growl because I want my cock in her mouth. She grips my shaft and begins to pump as she sucks one of my balls into her mouth. Humming around me, the sensation is amazing. I’ve never felt anything like it before.

  “Cress,” I pant, as I grip her head and pull her mouth off me. “If you don’t suck my cock right now, I will not be held accountable for what I do to your mouth.”

  “Patience, Dr. Knight. Patience,” she teases, as she sucks my ball into her mouth, while continuing to pump my shaft up and down with her hand. My ball pops out of her mouth and she licks around the base again, her tongue going higher and higher each time.

  She lifts her head and stops. She stares at me, her tongue darts out and flicks over the head of my cock. It's throbbing. I don’t know how much longer I can hold back. She winks at me and, finally, covers my cock with her mouth. It’s wet. It's warm. It’s fucking heaven. Hollowing her cheeks, she sucks my cock into her mouth. The head hits the back of her throat before she pulls out again. Repeating the process over and over until she opens her throat and takes all of my cock into her mouth and down her throat. This is the best blowjob in the history of blowjobs.