Knights' Sinner
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I snap my eyes open, and let go of Jackson. “No, you can’t go. Stay here.”
Both men give me an odd look.
“You can’t drive, for starters, and it’s late. Crash on the couch.”
Muff looks at Jackson, who shrugs. “Fine by me, I’d prefer you didn’t drive, you know that.”
“Sounds good,” Muff yawns. “I’m fucked.”
He walks over to me, leaning down to press a kiss to my lips. It’s feather soft, and sweet. “You did real well tonight, princess. I’ll remember it forever.”
“Yeah,” I whisper, leaning in and giving him a hug. “Me too.”
He holds me for a moment, and then pulls back. He winks at me, and disappears inside. Jackson pulls me back into his arms, and I sigh sleepily.
“Your friend and her baby ok?”
I nod into his chest. “Yeah.”
“She looks like she’s had a tough time.”
“She has, her husband is an asshole.”
He kisses the top of my head. “Well, she’s safe here.”
“I don’t suppose you’ve got room in your bed for me? I could stay in Addi’s room if not...”
“Always space in my bed, baby.”
I smile, and we both turn and walk inside. Jackson locks the door, and we both say goodnight to Muff, who is already half asleep on the couch. When we get to Jackson’s room, we both fall into the bed, sighing deeply.
“Don’t even try anything on,” I groan. “I’m dead.”
Jackson chuckles, and shoves his jeans off. “With ya there, darlin’.”
I roll under the sheets, groaning as the warmth spreads over me. Jackson slips in beside me, and pulls me into his arms. I rest my head on his chest, and close my eyes. They’re instantly heavy, and I’m asleep before I know it.
It’s been a long day.
~*~
SERENITY
I wake before Jackson in the morning, and I carefully slip out of bed. I tiptoe downstairs, scared about waking Janine, but stop when I see her sitting on the couch beside Muff, hot coffee in hand, deep in conversation. I stop, curious. Janine rarely speaks to other people, but she’s having a very in depth conversation with Muff. He reaches across gently, and takes her hand. The look on his face is that of gentle sympathy.
I clear my throat, and both of them turn to stare at me. Janine stands quickly, smiling over at me. “Hey there, how did you sleep?”
I return her smile. “Well, you?”
“Best in years.”
“Muff been entertaining you?”
She flushes. “Oh, I got up early and we got chatting.”
“That’s good, morning Muff.”
“Princess,” he grins, standing.
I walk into the kitchen and pour myself a coffee. “Is Eb’s still asleep?”
“Yeah,” Janine says. “It was a late night for her.”
I take a sip of the coffee, and groan with delight. “God, remind me never to...” I cut myself off, realizing what I was about to say really isn’t appropriate.
Muff chuckles. “What?”
I give him a look. “Shut it, Muff.”
Janine stares between the two of us. “What am I missing here?”
Now I flush. “Nothing, he’s just being a pain in the ass.”
Muff laughs, and walks into the kitchen, swinging open the fridge. “What does this man have to eat that isn’t healthy?”
I cross my arms. “Hey, that food is good for you mister.”
He groans. “Might be good, but it tastes like cardboard.”
Janine giggles. “I agree, there has to be something bad in there.”
Muff flashes her a charming grin. “A woman after my own heart.”
Janine flushes again.
Sigh.
“You two find something unhealthy then,” I say, walking out. “I’m going to shower.”
They don’t answer me, because they’re both in the fridge talking frantically about foods they can whip together. Rolling my eyes, I walk up the stairs. I get into the room and hear the shower running right away. Brilliant. I drop my clothes and walk in. Jackson is standing, head back, eyes closed, and oh, so beautifully naked. His body is divine, so god damned yummy. I open the glass, and a small smile plays around his lips.
“Couldn’t miss the chance for a morning fuck, darlin’?”
“Too bad if I was Muff,” I giggle.
He drops his head and pins me with his gaze. “I know when it’s my girl, or when it ain’t.”
His girl.
Oh my.
I grin, and step forward, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning up to press my lips to his. He tangles his fingers into my hair, and kisses me so deeply my knees buckle. He slides a hand down my back, and grips my backside, using it to force me against his erection. I whimper and cling to him, rubbing myself over his cock until I’m throbbing with need.
“You keen for that fuck?” he murmurs.
I want that fuck. But I want something else more. I begin slowly lowering to my knees. Jackson’s eyes widen, and he watches with want as I take his cock into my hand, and begin gently stroking it.
“I didn’t get to finish you like this last night, today I want to.”
“Baby,” he groans. “Fuck yeah.”
I lean forward, wrapping my lips around his cock. He jerks and a throaty growl fills the small shower stall. I use one hand to stroke the base of his cock up and down, while my tongue and mouth swirl around the tip, sucking and licking until he’s panting my name.