Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31820 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Within seconds, Knox had her on the floor, and he tickled her. There was no way she could get away from him. She was no match for his strength and he kept tickling her, even as she begged.
“Stop, please, stop,” she said, and she kept laughing.
He knew if he kept going, there was a chance she was going to wet herself, but he was not going to stop.
“You know what I need to hear,” he said. He had slowed down his tickling, but if he needed to prove a point, that was exactly what he would do.
He continued to tickle her, even as she was close, and then he heard those magical words he’d been wanting to hear.
“Fine, fine, I submit, and I will learn to fight.”
Knox stopped tickling her and put his hands either side of her head. He wasn’t quite sure how they had managed it, but he was resting between her spread thighs. She was also trapped on the floor, between his body, and he glanced down at her and watched as she licked her lips. It would be so easy to press forward and give in to the pull he had to her. This was a line they hadn’t crossed. Ava was still his PA. To cross that line would be dangerous.
Or would it?
He couldn’t help but think of Marshal. An energy between them.
Ava didn’t move. Had she stopped breathing? He wasn’t sure, but Knox pulled away, even as his body screamed to close that distance between them. He actually created a bigger one and held his hands up.
“Hit me,” he said.
She scrambled to her feet, and he couldn’t be sure if her flush was because of their closeness or another reason. He watched her and waited as Ava struck out, exactly as he asked her to. Ava was strong, but she needed to work hard to get stronger. He told her to hit out at his fists so she would get used to the feeling.
Next, they worked on tackling. He knew this was going to be a bad idea. Being close to Ava was not going to be easy. It was taking every ounce of willpower to keep his dick flaccid. He was a master of control. No one told him what to do.
Only, Ava attacked him, as he asked her to, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back against him so that the curve of her ass was nestled against his cock. It felt so damn good, but he took a deep breath and refused to get hard.
She wriggled against him. Did she actually wriggle a little closer? This was messing with his head. He could do no more than push her back so there was a gap between them.
“Good lesson,” he said. “We’ll work on the same tomorrow.”
Without looking at her, he took off, leaving the gym, and making his way toward his bedroom. He went straight through to his en-suite, where he turned the water to cold and stepped beneath the icy blast. He needed to calm the fuck down.
That control had snapped at her wriggle. His cock was rock fucking hard, and he had no choice but to wrap his finger around the length and start to work from the base up to the tip, and back down again.
He gritted his teeth, moaning as he worked his cock, imagining Ava in front of him. Her beautiful full lips opening up, begging to take his cock into her mouth, and he was more than happy to give it to her. Just his imagination alone was enough to send him over the edge, and he did so with a grunt, as he came, spilling his seed down the drain of his shower.
He needed to get his head together. Ava didn’t want him to lose control. She’d been around people all her life that had lost control, and he wasn’t going to be another person she couldn’t trust.
Ava was off limits. He hoped he could keep remembering that.
****
When Knox had first started the self-defense lessons, Ava hated them. She didn’t want to learn self-defense. The incident at the grocery store had been an honest mistake.
She looked into the mirror and some of the bruising was already starting to fade, and it no longer looked as bad as it had. The young boy had looked so upset when he realized what he did. His mother had been sad as well. Ava didn’t mind. She didn’t like getting hit in the face, but this had already happened, and there was no point in crying about it.
Only, the way Knox had pinned her to that mat, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She tried to think of all the chores she needed to do. Being his PA was not always easy. Yes, he had told her she could hire staff to take care of his home, but she liked to do it. If there were staff to do this job, it would no longer feel like her home. It was all Knox’s but she lived here and took care of it. In her crazy head, it made sense.