On My Knees: The Complete Series Box Set

by C. J. Thomas

  “Fine.” She looked down between her legs. “You’re not allowed to see other women as long as you’re fucking me.” She turned back to look at me and nodded.

  She had no idea just how fucking cute she was when she tried to be serious. But she was. And I couldn’t resist myself. I was turned on by her madness. And I couldn’t get enough. “No problem.”

  Her brow arched as she gave me a questioning look.

  “Consider them gone.” I slid my hand beneath her panties but she caught my wrist, stopping me from going any further.

  “Just like that?”

  “Just. Like. That.” My tongue flicked off my teeth as I spoke every word.

  “Nash, I’m serious.” She pouted. “If you want me, you can only be with me.”

  My dick twitched and my balls tightened at her proposition.

  I wouldn’t want it any other way.

  I didn’t know what she was referring to, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to see her thrash beneath me in orgasmic bliss. On my desk. I wanted to feel her release rain down on my hand.

  She stared at me for a long moment before speaking. “I saw you at the boutique last night.”

  My brows tightened as I tried to recall my evening.

  “Who was she?” She threw my hand off her and moved to dangle her legs off the edge of my desk—staring, and waiting to hear an answer.

  I fell back into my chair, leaned back, and laughed. I remembered.

  She jumped off the edge, coming to land with flat feet on the floor. “Nash, I saw you with her.” Her eyes penetrated my soul as she hovered over me. “Who was she?”

  “You saw me?” The pads of my fingers pressed into one another.

  Her lips tightened as she nodded.

  “Why didn’t you come say hi?”

  “Who. Was. She?”

  “You don’t need to worry about her.” I laughed, waving her off.

  She turned and walked away.

  37

  Alex

  HIS STRONG GRIP caught me before my first step.

  “Alex.” He spun me around.

  My eyes naturally grazed over every single one of his amazing attributes that made me into the hot mess that I always was when around him.

  His dilated, stallion black eyes stared back at me like he’d done nothing wrong. And for my unwarranted accusation, I’d be punished.

  Without fail, I was weak when I was around him.

  My core heated when I followed his strong jaw line down to his broad chest. Even when hidden behind the fabric of his shirt, his muscles had my sex quivering for his punishment.

  He bit his bottom lip and let his hungry gaze drift over me.

  My clit throbbed. I was still wet. And good thing, too, because he nearly had me jumping off the edge with how his fingers were working inside me.

  My chest rose and fell, and the longer he stared, the harder it became to breathe.

  Nash Brooks wanted to be exclusive with me? It was too good to be true.

  But if he wouldn’t allow me to come without first receiving permission, then I needed him to answer for what I saw with my own eyes.

  “Really.” His teeth glowed a glossy white as he pulled me closer. “Are you really worried about her?”

  “Should I be?” I pulled free from his tight grip and crossed my arms over my chest, not allowing myself to get too close.

  “No.” He turned his head and laughed. “It’s a nice store, isn’t it?”

  I cocked my hip out to the side.

  There was no way I was going to let him change the subject. Even if it was a nice store. He was right about that. Perhaps the nicest I’d ever been in—like, in my entire life. But that was beside the point.

  “The brunette?” His grin widened.

  My arched brow angled deeper.

  “The young one?” He cackled.

  My eyes drifted to his erection and my nipples pebbled behind my shirt. I really hated him right now. The way he played my heart like it was something that didn’t hold feelings. And having that arrow always pointing at me, like cupid threatening to shoot it into the center of my heart. “You’re an asshole.”

  His face fell, and he frowned.

  I spun on my heel and started marching straight for the exit.

  “She’s my daughter.” His voice was unwavering.

  My hand hovered an inch above the handle, my breath hitched, and I stopped everything. Including remembering to breathe. My heart hammered inside my chest loud enough to echo inside my ears.

  Did I hear him right?

  My eyes widened.

  His daughter?

  When I turned around to look at him—to start spitting off all the questions swirling around between my ears—he was already there, taking me inside his arms and crashing his full lips over mine, demanding entrance.

  I didn’t have time to think, let alone speak. One second I was alone, thinking that he didn’t give a shit about me—or us—and the next second he was there to reassure me that all my assumptions were all wrong.

  But were they?

  My lips parted and, immediately, his tongue pressed against mine. My knees nearly gave out and I felt light as a feather. He tasted dangerously delicious—seasoned with salt and spice like an expensive steak dinner.

  His hands smoothed down my sides, coming to rest on my hips where he took a dominant hold. My tongue coiled over his and my leg lifted and hooked around his solid thigh, positioning my sex over his throbbing girth.

  I was so wet. And with where he had me before, there was no way in hell that I could leave here now without getting what my body craved.

  Even if I wasn’t one hundred percent sure I could fully believe he only wanted to be with me.

  He deepened his kiss and I sucked his tongue.

  It was stupid and foolish for me to think that his daughter was a girlfriend. I knew it, but hearing it come from his mouth was the reassurance I needed to know that maybe he really liked me for more than a quick lay.

  I fisted his hair and thrust my tongue over his. He ripped my blouse open and pulled my twins free.

  His actions spoke volumes for how he felt. Whenever I was near, he couldn’t keep his hands off me. I wasn’t just a cleaning lady. No. I was more than that. I was an ally.

  I needed him inside me. My foot dropped to the floor and I lifted his shirt over his head, letting my eyes rake over his perfectly sculpted body, scratching my nails over his chest and over each rippled muscle before unbuttoning his pants.

  He cupped the back of my skull and kissed my forehead just before I danced my way out of my shorts and pulled my arms free from my blouse. “Daughter, you say?”

  He bit his bottom lip as his eyes drifted up from my chest. “Yeah.” He spun me around so fast I didn’t know what was happening until I was face-down on his desk again. He kicked my legs wide and slid his hand between my legs, massaging my labia. “You want me to fuck you?”

  I nodded.

  “Fuck you in your tight pussy?” His fingers explored my hotness.

  “What don’t you understand?” I rooted my feet firmly into the floor. “Yes!”

  The next thing I heard was his belt hitting the floor, and when I glanced over my shoulder he was completely naked, standing tall like a Titan, just before he slammed his length deep inside me.

  My mouth gaped open at the suddenness of being so full and my head flew back—I screamed.

  Without hesitation, he wrapped his hand around my long locks and yanked hard on my scalp, continuing to drive his hardness into me.

  Our naked skin slapped and echoed off the walls.

  My fingers curled over the edge of the desk as my pussy took the brunt of his aggression.

  “You’re so tight on my cock.” He spanked me.

  My body purred through the excitement. He was all mine. No doubt about it. He wanted no one but me.

  And I’d make sure that I kept it that way.

  “Yes,” I growled through the pain of how hi
s large girth stretched me.

  He slapped my ass again and I pushed back against him, pulling him deeper inside me.

  My skin burned.

  My body was on fire.

  And with how aggressively he drove his cock home, I was dangerously close to spilling over the edge. “Shit,” I screamed between constant moans of Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.

  He pierced me again. And again.

  When I fell forward, he tightened his grip on my hips and said, “Remember my rule.”

  My vision tunneled and I saw stars.

  His hand came flying down on my bare skin. “You remember the rule?” He pounded into me with such force it was impossible for me to speak. Let alone think.

  I nodded and squeezed my eyes tightly shut.

  He quickened his hip thrusts.

  It was hard.

  And it was fast.

  And it wasn’t like anything else I’d ever experienced before.

  But, damn, did it find a way to take me out of this world and into his.

  I wanted it to hurt, for him to go so deep we became one. “Fuck me harder,” I screamed. I wanted him to make me so sore I wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow.

  His manhood swelled inside me.

  My teeth clenched. God damn, I needed to come.

  He lowered his hips and hit an angle that caused me to see double. I squeezed my eyes shut, needing to take my mind away from here, and rode the wave of pleasure until he gave me the green light. “Nash, I can’t hold off any longer.”

  He pounded into me with quick piston-like thrusts. “Then do it,” he roared, yanking my hair, causing my back to arch into a perfect C.

  My sex exploded.

  He thundered through his own release. Pulling himself from my hot cavern, he shuddered through each burst as he shot his load across my back.

  I turned my head and rested my cheek on my hands as my body shook itself back to normal. “Mmm . . . that was incredible.”

  “Indeed.” He slapped his limp dick on my ass. “I can’t wait for you to move into your new apartment so we can do this more often.”

  My eyes shot wide open. “What did you say?” I pushed myself up and glanced over my shoulder.

  “That’s right.” He tossed me my panties. “I own it.” He winked.

  38

  Nash

  TED CROSSED HIS LEGS, leaned back in the chair, and looked around. “What’s that smell?”

  My lips turned upward. A sense of satisfaction washed over me. I knew what that smell was. And it was glorious to have such a familiar scent hanging over my office.

  Ted’s nosed worked around the room. “It’s so familiar.”

  It was certainly getting more familiar by the day. The smell of hot sex in the afternoon with my new favorite companion. That was what it was.

  He continued looking around, letting his eyes drift across the wall as if searching for the point of origin.

  I lifted my finger to my top lip and could still smell her on my fingers.

  Fuck.

  That feminine smell that pulsed hot blood through my arteries and straight to my lap was what made me get out of bed in the mornings. She was absolutely intoxicating. And, now, after what we did here today, every time I looked at my desk, I saw her, spread eagle, opening up for me.

  I cast my gaze down, quickly getting lost in the memories that we’d made only hours ago.

  When it was all over, the look on her face when I told her it was my apartment she was moving into, was priceless. I couldn’t have planned it better.

  Ted shifted in his chair and I had a pretty good idea why he was here. But, first, I wasn’t done thinking about Alex.

  I had the apartment idea all set up the moment she told me she was looking for somewhere new to live. She wanted to move? I knew the place. But there was something that hooked me and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

  Who her age had that kind of money to spend? Not many. And if they did, they were either founders of a hot new Silicon start up, or came from a wealthy family. And maybe she did. I didn’t know. She told me she didn’t have money. Yet, still, she found ways to purchase the expensive clothes I demanded of her.

  “That’s it.” Ted wagged his finger. “I know that smell.” His eyes landed on me. “Alex. She was here.”

  My brows raised. “Shall I call her back?”

  His neck bent forward.

  “Have her clean the place and freshen it up a bit?”

  He turned his head and forced a laugh. “Well, I’m glad you brought it up,” he settled down, “because that’s why I’m here.”

  “Fantastic.” I clapped my hands. “I can’t wait to fucking hear this.”

  “Why are you doing that to her?” His eyes narrowed in on his target—me.

  “I have my reasons.” I shrugged.

  “And I’m sure they’re good ones,” he said sarcastically.

  Silence hung between us.

  “You know she wants to make a short film?”

  My lips remained zipped shut. I knew it. But I couldn’t let him know how I found that out about her.

  “It’s real good, too.” He nodded. “The script.”

  “I’m sure it is.”

  He tightened his fist on the armrest of the chair and furrowed his brow. “I know you were in my office snooping around.”

  My heart didn’t miss a beat. “Nothing new.” I smiled. “And I know you were snooping around my set before production began.”

  He angled his head to the side and gave me a questioning look.

  “I hear everything.” I reached to my desk and plucked a pen off the top. “The costume guys told me.”

  He eyed me for a long moment before smiling. “So I guess we’re even.”

  “I guess so.” I stood and faced a bookshelf on the back wall. “I knew about the short film.” I looked over my shoulder. “She won’t be like the last one. Alex is different. I promise you.”

  So very different, I thought as images of my cock sliding home flashed across my eyes.

  “Damn right she is. And if you don’t get in her way, she’ll go far.”

  I turned back around to face him. “Since you’re wondering, I’ve already made my move.”

  He blinked rapidly.

  “She’s going to be mine. Both at the studio and at home.” My hands hid inside my pants pockets. “Is that the kind of getting in the way you were referring to?”

  “You just couldn’t respect my one wish, could you?”

  “Sorry, friend. But, no.”

  “Unbelievable,” he murmured under his breath. “Don’t fuck this up, Nash. She’s a good one. Seriously.”

  “I know.” I stepped toward the cabinet in the corner and snatched the duffel bag off the top. “You know this brand?” I tossed it in Ted’s lap.

  This wasn’t just any old duffel bag. It was a European bag not found at stores in the States. And it just so happened that Ted was a frequent traveler to Europe.

  When he looked up at me, his eyes were as round as coins. “Where did you get this?”

  39

  Alex

  “WHEN I WALKED INSIDE, I felt like I’d made it.”

  I smiled at Kendra, happy for her. She had worked so hard for this moment and, finally, her day had arrived.

  She moved across the room and held up an old photo. “I assume you want to keep this?”

  I reached out and she put it in my hand. “Oh, my God. Do you remember this day?” I laughed.

  “How could I forget?” She put her hair up into a messy bun. “Wasn’t that the day you lost your virginity?”

  My mouth fell open. “No! You have it all wrong.”

  “Oh. Right.” She smiled. “That was the day I did.”

  We both laughed.

  “I’ll keep this until the day I die.” I slid it across the floor to Kendra. She picked it up and placed it inside one of several cardboard boxes I had for packing up my stuff. “So tell me more about this law firm.”

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nbsp; “They just wanted me to come in and get a feel for the place, you know?” She glided effortlessly across my room. “Standard meet-and-greet stuff.”

  I stood and padded across the floor to my closet. One by one, I plucked my remaining clothes off their hangers and tossed them onto the bed. “Do you have a desk?”

  “Yes.” She snorted. “I have a desk,” she said, like it was the stupidest question in the world.

  “But,” I turned to face her, “does it have a nameplate?”

  “Huh.” She looked to the ceiling. “I’m not sure.” She shrugged and pranced across the room. “I’m excited. The firm represents some high profile clients, and I’m sure we’ll hardly see each other.”

  “You better make time for me.” I gave a hard glance in her direction.

  She furrowed her brow a second before she leaped across the room and into my arms. “For you,” she pulled her head back, “anything.” She kissed my nose. “And it’s not because I wouldn’t want to see you.”

  “It’s because you’ll be a big shot lawyer.” My nose scrunched into my brows.

  “No. It’s because my boy toy will be one of those filthy rich clients of mine.”

  “Oh. Right.” I laughed and squeezed my arms around her tighter.

  “So, what about you? Anything new with donkey kong?”

  “The apartment—”

  Her eyes lit up. “Did you get it?”

  I hesitated.

  “What is it?” Her chin pulled into her neck.

  “He told me.” I stammered. “Our assumptions were right.”

  “Nash is the landlord?”

  I nodded.

  “Whoa.” Her mouth rounded into a perfect O. “That’s exciting. Right?” She gripped my shoulders and squared them with hers. “You’re okay with this?”

  My cheeks flushed as heat spread across them.

  “What are you going to do, and did you ever find out who that woman was?”

  I bit the corner of my lip.

  “The internet didn’t say shit.”

  “You looked some more?”

  Her forehead wrinkled. “I couldn’t resist.” She mouthed a quick apology. “He’s a playboy and I thought I knew everyone he’s been with. But not her. I’d never seen her before, and I’m dying to know who she is.”