Chapter 209 The Night That Keeps

• She was boneless beneath him, flushed from temple to thigh, skin gleaming with sweat and sex. Her chest still rose in quick, shallow breaths, lips parted and pink, body covered in fingerprints that would last days.
• Knox didn’t move at first.
• He just stayed inside her—still hard, still buried deep in her slick, pulsing heat—and watched her. His fingers swept hair from her temple, slow, reverent, but his grip never lost its weight. He wanted her to feel him. To know he wasn’t letting her go. Not now. Not ever.