Happy
Birthday KNOX
Ladies
( because let’s face it, it really is the ladies following this blog) today is
the Muse’s birthday. So this update is
special.
And
another note, Thank you all for your love and support. I know you’re falling
over yourselves for Knox and Kierna to have a longer story that isn’t just
about the sex… when I started this project I had one goal: write a blazing hot
sex scene. Something to get me back in the groove of writing. I’ve accomplished that. And I am super excited to find that you all
are more than just sex fiends. I’ve long
said that part of what stopped me from writing a few years ago was the
seemingly ever increasing demand for just sex.
Erotic romance (particularly Ir/mc) was becoming synonymous with Erotica
and from There borderline pornography.
Nothing wrong with either of those, but my heart just wasn’t into writing only
about sex. I love that there is a story
behind all of my characters. Its not just turning a one night stand into a HEA.
Romance begins long before and lives long after the big o. Thank you for
believing that there was more to knox and Kierna. I Don’t really know their whole story. Being
character driven as I am, they haven’t whispered it to me yet. But when they do
I’ll be recording it just for you guys.
Thanks
for hanging on through the delays. I hope you’ll stick around for whatever hits
the page, be in Knox and Kierna or someone new. and as always, please forgive the lack of editing, Landing knox is presented completely as it flew off my fingers.
Knox
stretched his sleep tense body and yawned. Another time he would have panicked
at the missing warmth he met when he rolled over , but he remembered the soft
kiss Kierna had pressed to his brow as the first soft rays of morning sun began
to filter through the windows.
Normally,
the day after st pats day was a rush of shenanigans for him, being that it was
his birthday and all, but today he had no plans.
Up
until he’d come home and found a trail of clothing leading him to heaven, he’d
been dreading turning 31. Nothing
particular had been wrong in life. He’d good friends, a successful business and
his pick of bed partners. Funny thing was none of that mattered. He’d been
longing for more than just a revolving door of parties and panties.
Hell,
before last night it had been a series of months with him avoiding parties And
Panties alike.
He
only wanted to spend time with ONE woman and she seemingly had locked him into
the friend zone.
But
now he had hope. He had more than hope he had Kierna.
Listening
as she puttered around their loft he reflected on their love making. Was he
assuming too much? Did one wild night of
sex mean that his unrequited longing was over? Were they going to make the epic
love story leap from a one night stand to forever , roll credits, throw popcorn
at the screen?
Knox
was a logical man. He knew there’d be more work to it than that. But now that
he’d tasted heaven…he’d move earth to hold on to it.
RolLing
from the bed, he padded softly to the shower and quickly washed his body. He
had to keep the water cold, least he be drawn into the memory of every decadent
moment. He might, he thought with a sly grin and a chuckle, even need to change
his brand of soap. It reminded him too much of Kierna now, and the way the suds
had clung to her body touching her skin and making him jealous.
With
a strangled groan he stepped from the shower and wrapped a towel low over his
hips so that he could brush his teeth and shave.
Kierna
waited, perched on counter, as she listened to knox moving around his bedroom.
She’d left him nearly an hour before in serch of something to quell the
rumbling in her stomach. A hand full of stale chips and two bites of a cold
cheeseburger before leaving work had NOT been
the kind of fortification she’d needed to fuel her for the night she’d spent
being ravished by her man.
A
smile played at her lips with that thought. Her man. It might be a little cocky
to assume such a notion but there had been too much building between them to
assume that last night wasn’t going to lead to something more.
Kierna
was confident that they’d work out the details. She was just as confident that
the details were going to lead to a
happy forever after.
But
they’d get there later. Right now she just wished he’d hurry the fuck up.
Because sitting on this counter naked behind his guitar when she could be
wrapped around his body was driving her to distraction.
As Surpise birthday breakfasts went, this one
was epic. She Checked the plate piled high with bacon surrounding An over sized
chocolate cupcake and for the hundredth time
had to fight the urge to lick the decadent frosting and sprinkles right off.
She
was about to give up and shimmy back into the button down shirt she’d stolen
from his closet months ago and go in search of knox when she heard the door
open and his soft foot falls padding through the living room.
Concentrating
intently, she lightly strummed the Gibson and sang the wacky version of the
birthday song they used in the bar.
Her
hands trembled a bit and her heart fluttered when she looked up and saw him
leaning against the metal pillar, wearing only a pair of low riding athletic
shorts.
With
his arms crossed over his chest and his hair still damp, he made her mouth go
dry then water.
“
this has got to be the best birthday ever”
“yeah?”
she swallowed “ you haven’t even opened your gifts yet.”
She
forced the words from her parched throat as she watched the dimples form in his
cheeks and his eye brow rise into his hair line.
“open
my gifts…doesn’t look like you even wrapped them from where I’m standing.”
His
voice was low and full of laughter.
Tossing
her curls over her shoulder while trying to stay hidden behind his guitar
Kierna shrugged.
“I
wrapped some of them but I ran out of paper.”
Nodding
her head to the counter beside her, she pointed at the plate of bacon.
“I Couldn’t find a lighter or I’d have stuck a
candle in there so you could make a wish.”
“
Who needs candles when my greatest fantasy is sitting right there”
He
was so sweet…and she was about to tell him so when he continued,
“how
did you know I always wanted chocolate cupcakes and bacon for my birthday breakfast”.
Before
she could swing his beloved guitar at him, Knox pushed off the pillar and
strode across the room and removed it from her hand.
“now,
now pretty Girl. Don’t be trying to break my other woman’s neck. There is more
than enough of me for both of you” Knox pried gently pried Kierna’s fingers
away from the neck of the instrument before setting it to the side.
Knox
unfolded her legs from their pretzel position and tugged so that she scooted to
the edge of the counter, before guiding her legs around his waist.
Only
the slightest bit of air separated her warm core from the ridges of his taunt
abs, her nipples, hardening in excitement grazed his own nipple rings with each
breath.
For
a heart beat she stared into his brown eyes, watched as he watched her lips.
And then she leaned in. Kierna latched on to that plump bottom lip and suckled.
She felt the rumble of his groan vibrate through his body and into hers.
There
was no rushing, there were only slow languid kisses and long caresses and deep
hugs.
After
some time Kierna pulled away from knox’s lips and rested her head in the hollow
of his neck. Her breathing was deep and a feeling of “rightness” settled into
her spirit.
Knox
leaned back and tipped kierna’s face up to meet his. For a moment he took her
in…absorbed the curve of her cheek bones dotted with near invisible freckles. The way her lashes grouped together in little
points over those ocean deep eyes.
He
kissed the tip of her nose, and then her forehead before tucking her face back
into his neck and wrapping her deeply in his arms.
When she shivered a bit he reached behind her
and grabbed what suspiciously looked like one of several missing dress shirts
from his closet. With the patience of a man in love and secure in that love he
pulled away and dressed her. Buttoning the shirt from bottom to the second from
top button and then carefully rolling and cuffing the sleeves so that her hands
would be free.
Satisfied
that she was covered and he wouldn’t be tempted by her exposed flesh knox
tightened his hug briefly then stepped away.
“so its my birthday and I think I should get
to plan everything we do today.”
Kierna
tipped her head in askance.
“
you wouldn’t deny and aging man some fun on his birthday would you?”
She
cocked her head to the other side and waited for him to go on .
Knox
walked to the refigerater and pulled out
a jug of milk.
“
I’m I want to eat all that bacon, then some more bacon and that cup cake. Then I
want to watch Archer and American dad.
Then I want to have sex..perferably with you but alone if you want to
watch, then I want to eat thai food, then eat you and then I want more
cupcakes.”
Kierna’s
jaw hit the floor as she listened to knox prattle on about his “birthday plans”
while eyeing the way those shorts clung to his hip and butt as he dug around in
the pantry for a box of cereal.
“that’s
it. That’s what you want to do for your
birthday.”
She asked incredulously.
“that’s what I want to do for every day for the rest of
my life. You, Bacon, archer, Thai food.”
Knox spun on to face her . The look in his brown eyes
pinning her to the spot. She watched has he worked his strong jaw and seemed to
be fighting to hold himself still for her scrutiny.
“ sounds like the best plan I’ve ever heard. Except for archer… Make it he-man or
thundercats and you’ve got a deal.”
“archer first then thundercats” he countered.
“two episodes of archer, a Simpsons marathon.
Thundercats AND heman on Saturday mornings and
you have to share the bacon and cupcakes.” Kierna returned as she hopped
off the counter and made her way to stand infront of him.
“Thai food every night.” Knox bartered holding the box
of cereal above her head.
“ you eat that shit so hot I can’t even breath when its
in the room Knox” Kierna complained “ Once every two Weeks.”
“no spinach” knox countered again.
“there is nothing wrong with spinach”
“there is nothing wrong with spicey thai food”
Kierna squinted her eyes and stopped jumping around his
dancing body, giving up reaching the box of frosted cereal he was holding
hostage.
On a huff she spun and walked away, opening the buttons
on her stolen shirt as she went stopping only briefly to grab the plate of
bacon from the counter. Turning to face
him as she walked backwards to the living room she stated…
“ A man can’t live on spicey thai food alone knox.” She dipped a finger in to the chocolate icing
and then brought it to her mouth and slowly licked it clean.
Knox growled in
the back of his throat and Kierna laughed before snagging a piece of bacon and
munching on it. She turned and walked toward his bedroom a smile playing on her
lips as she heard the distinct sound of both the box of cereal and the jug of
milk hitting the floor and knox’s footsteps following her.
