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  Knox took a step forward and for the second time in moments, Aiden thought about a predator hunting.

  “Won't be back until morning.”

  Knox put his hand on the counter next to Aiden’s waist and leaned in, trapping him. Aiden could have escaped…if he could have made his feet move.

  Knox’s gaze locked on his.

  For the first time tonight, it felt like they were alone. With no chance of interruption or rescue.

  “Wanna go upstairs?”

  The rumble in Knox’s voice vibrated through Aiden’s core, right to his cock. Aiden cleared his brain and focused on the question. Just because he'd spent the evening thinking about licking the yummy sheriff from top to bottom didn't mean anything. It wasn't an invitation to sex. It was just a way to say it was late. And Knox had a lot to do tomorrow what with thirty people coming over.

  “What do you think, professor?” Knox’s voice dropped low. “Isn’t it time we went to bed?”

  Aiden licked his lips and tried to think of some kind of response. Words crisscrossed through his brain but he couldn’t make them form a coherent sentence. Fuck, he had a Masters in English Literature. He should be able to come up with the right words, but all he could think was, “Knox. Sex. Bad idea. Yummy. Holy shit. Fuck me. Yes!”

  In the end, it didn’t matter. Knox flashed another arrogant half-smile and leaned closer, tipping his head. Aiden had plenty of opportunity to retreat—but he couldn’t have moved if the house had been burning. He pushed his shoulders back and lifted his chin, determined to meet the challenge in Knox’s eyes. The corners of that wicked mouth curled up in a half-smile seconds before his lips touched Aiden’s.

  Time paused, just for a moment, breathless as lips brushed across lips. As if testing Aiden’s response, Knox moved slowly, changing the caress from mere touches to a kiss, soft and light, clouding his brain, seducing Aiden with teasing caresses. His hands fluttered a bit, not knowing where to touch, but needing that contact. He reached up and grabbed Knox’s arms, the powerful muscles giving some stability to his spinning world.

  The kiss was nothing like he would have expected from a big man. It didn’t overwhelm, didn’t demand. It teased and tempted until Aiden opened his mouth, silently pleading for Knox to take control.

  But Knox held back. He flicked his tongue across Aiden’s upper lip. Another light touch. Aiden groaned and tightened his grip on the thick muscles, pulling Knox closer. The hard bulge of Knox’s erection brushed against Aiden. The heat tempted him almost as much as the sensual kisses. Still, Knox held back. Aiden wanted to scream. Instead he pressed up on his toes and pushed into the kiss, demanding more.

  A moment of hesitation passed between them and Aiden thought maybe the sheriff’s tough guy persona was a façade, that he wasn’t the heavy-duty top he appeared to be. Then Knox smiled, his lips curving against Aiden’s. A flash went through his brain and he realized Knox had been teasing him so Aiden would push, would take over.

  He growled and drove his tongue into the big man’s mouth. Knox met the caress, letting Aiden lead, tasting him.

  His dominance of the kiss didn’t last long. Knox cupped the back of Aiden’s head and turned him, melding their mouths together. His tongue swirled around Aiden’s, sucking, making his head spin. The strong hand at the back of his head slid down his back and pulled him forward, plastering him against the big hard body. Knox didn’t stop there. He reached down and cupped Aiden’s ass.

  The relentless kiss consumed his senses, making him think he could get even closer. He curled one knee around Knox’s thigh, opening himself, using his heel to press harder. Heat exploded between them.

  Knox pulled back from the kiss and looked down as if surveying the results. His lips bent into a smug smile as if he was pleased to see the damaged he’d caused.

  Aiden blinked and tried to find his pride. It has to be around here somewhere, he thought. I had it moments ago, before I started climbing the yummy sheriff like a flagpole.

  But then the hand on his ass tightened and the cock pressing against his stomach rubbed a little harder. Fuck, that felt good. His eyes rolled back in his head and he tried not to groan. This couldn't be happening.

  Wait. It really shouldn’t be happening. Reality hit. What the hell?

  He pushed against the rock hard chest, putting inches between.

  “Wait. What are you doing?”

  Chapter Two

  The professor blinked and looked up at Knox, those pretty blue eyes wide with confusion.

  Knox chuckled. “Damn, I must not be doing it right if you have to ask.” He pressed forward, pushing his hips against Aiden's, letting him feel the hard-on that had pressed against his zipper all night. There was no way the guy could have missed it. “Maybe I need to try a little harder.” He placed another soft kiss on the professor's mouth.

  “But-but you're not gay.”

  Knox almost laughed. Damn, he’d been flirting with the professor for weeks. Maybe he did need to work on his technique.

  “Really? You'd better tell my dick that because it thinks your ass is one of the cutest things around.”

  Aiden blinked again but he didn't try to back away, not even when Knox leaned down and whispered another kiss across those soft lips. It was rare to see the professor flummoxed and Knox knew he had to take advantage.

  The professor’s hot little body had been driving him crazy for weeks, ever since Jesse had casually mentioned that his tutor was gay. Before that, Knox had determinedly kept his eyes focused elsewhere. But after that little bit of information…

  Just the possibility that the professor might be interested had kept him thinking about having the teacher in his bed.

  Tonight might not be the best choice, but Knox wasn’t sure when—or even if—he’d get another chance. He'd waited until Jesse had checked in, just in case the kid decided to change his mind. Now he had his chance.

  Besides, a quick fuck and he could send the professor back to his room. Jesse would never know. And Knox would find out if the prissy little professor stayed uptight in bed or let loose.

  Aiden pulled back, breath catching at the back of his throat. “But what about Jesse?”

  “He's staying at a friend's.” He pressed in for another kiss, liking the way the professor tasted. He definitely wanted more of that. Wanted to see if the professor tasted good all over.

  Aiden turned his face away. “No, how did you end up with a seventeen-year-old son?”

  Knox shrugged. “Peer pressure, didn't want to be the only virgin on the football team, knew the quarterback wasn’t going to let me fuck him.”

  “Oh.”

  He could see more questions floating around Aiden's brain.

  “Deep conversation or fucking.” Knox shook his head. “I can't do both.”

  Aiden tugged his lower lip between his teeth. Knox felt his jaw drop open. The guy was actually considering “deep conversation” when “fucking” was the other choice. I don't think so.

  He grabbed Aiden's ass and tugged him closer, letting him feel how hard he was. “I'll tell you the story tomorrow. Promise.”

  He reached around and slid his fingers down the front of Aiden’s jeans, feeling that hard prick practically jump in his hand.

  “See, professor? It’s time to get upstairs.” He gave the hard cock in his hand a squeeze and watched the sexy little professor arch into the caress. “We can take care of this and I can have a turn at that sweet tight ass.”

  “What makes you think I’m going to let you fuck me?” The words were bold but there was a hint of hesitation, maybe fear, vibrating the professor’s voice.

  Knox might have been concerned except for the way the guy pumped his cock against Knox’s hand, almost begging for another touch.

  “What if I don’t like to be fucked?”

  It was all Knox could do not to chuckle but he knew that would break the mood and he seriously didn’t want the sexy thing fucking his hand to think about anything except gett
ing naked.

  “Then that would be a shame.” He let the edge of his mouth curl up into a smile and allowed the drawl to come out. “Cuz your ass? World class…and made to be fucked.”

  Aiden’s eyes got wide and he rolled his hips forward, as if he wanted to be fucked there and then. But everything they needed was upstairs.

  “Come on.”

  He kept his grip on Aiden’s hand light so the man could pull away if he wanted, but there was no resistance as he led the way upstairs. He opened his bedroom door and guided Aiden through.

  He didn’t usually bring men here. Even when Jesse visited his mom, it seemed a bit too risky. He wasn’t specifically in the closet—his son knew, some of the town council—but based on friends’ recommendations, he didn’t broadcast the fact that he was gay. And that meant he didn’t bring men home. When Jesse went into Wichita to see his mom, Knox headed for Oklahoma City for a little action of his own.

  Lube was no problem—he kept that nearby for his own use—but condoms…

  He’d have to raid the stash he’d bought for Jesse.

  “Start stripping, professor,” he commanded as he headed toward his bathroom.

  “And they say romance is dead.”

  The low, sarcastic comment made him smile. He was still smiling when he returned with a strip of condoms. Didn’t know if he would need more than one but better safe than sorry.

  “I just don’t see the point in wasting time.” He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his jeans. “I want you naked and spread out on my bed.”

  Aiden’s throat convulsed in a wicked swallow that made Knox think about that pouty mouth, sucking his cock, swallowing his come.

  “Ready to take my cock up that pretty ass?”

  Aiden’s chest constricted and he wasn’t sure he could breathe, except his lungs kept pumping air and fuck, all he wanted to do was fall backwards and spread his legs like a twenty-dollar whore.

  He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He didn't do one-night stands and he had no illusion that this was more than a single night. Plus, it was a bad—supremely stupid—idea to fuck the parent of a student, but the sheriff had featured so prominently in his dreams over the past six months it was pretty hard to tell his cock “no” when the reality was there. Right in front of him.

  Knox reached over his back and dragged off his T-shirt revealing that broad chest. Tight, hard muscles contracted as he tossed the shirt on a chair. Aiden licked his lips, wanting to sample that taut skin, sprinkled with just enough hair to make Aiden’s fingers itch to touch.

  Knox hesitated but Aiden decided he wasn’t going to give up his free show and he nodded once, as if giving Knox permission to continue. Heat flared in Knox’s eyes but he reached for the fly of his jeans, undoing the buttons and stripping the material down.

  Aiden didn’t look away and he was pretty sure he didn’t see any shorts. Knox had gone commando. He’d been sitting next to Aiden all night with nothing covering him but a thin layer of denim. Damn, he wished he’d known that earlier.

  Knox kicked the jeans out of the way and straightened.

  Aiden gasped. The thick hard cock that had tempted Aiden through the denim was much more impressive and a bit intimidating without covering. He opened his mouth. He was a few breaths away from panting. His ass clenched. He liked being fucked but wasn’t exactly a size queen. And Knox was definitely thicker than any previous lover.

  Still, there was no way he was going to miss feeling the sheriff inside him.

  “Damn.” He didn’t realize he’d said the word aloud until he saw Knox’s smile.

  “Thanks, professor. Now you.”

  Knox stepped forward, grabbed the bottom of Aiden’s shirt and tugged it up and off. The sheer size of the man overwhelmed him but Aiden relaxed, letting himself be stripped. Knox seemed pretty damn eager to get Aiden naked. His mind flashed a bit of insecurity. Would Knox like his body? He swam every day. He wasn’t ripped, but he was toned. And he’d hit the tanning bed last week so he wasn’t quite so shocking white.

  “Damn, professor.” Hot fingers skimmed down his chest, tripping across his nipples, making the flat peaks tighten. “Nice. Sweet little body to go with that pretty ass.” Knox followed the words with a kiss, fast and deep. “Let’s see the rest.” He reached between them and slipped his hand into the waistband of Aiden’s pants. Heat surrounded his cock and Aiden pressed up on his toes, straining for more. A little off balance, he grabbed Knox’s shoulder, clinging as those strong fingers slid the metal tab down, his other hand protecting Aiden from zipper burn.

  Aiden groaned as the material separated. The heat was incredible. Knox didn’t pull his hand away, capturing the hard shaft, easing it free and wrapping his fingers around it. The grip was tight enough so Aiden could feel it, just enough to warn that Knox was strong, could overpower him in a moment. That little bit of danger sent shivers across his skin.

  Knox didn’t seem to care that Aiden’s pants still hung around his hips. The big man focused on Aiden’s cock, long, slow strokes. The accumulated lust from the evening and his fantasies combined to make him ready to come with just a few touches.

  “I’m going to come if you keep doing that,” he warned, a little appalled at how breathless he sounded.

  “Hmm?” Knox raised his eyes and met Aiden’s stare. “Don’t worry, babe. I’m pretty sure, you come now, we’ll have time for a second round.”

  The hand around his cock tightened and Aiden groaned, his fingernails biting into the powerful muscles of Knox’s shoulder.

  As if to reward him for his response, Knox pressed a hot kiss on his neck. His lips skimmed over the sensitive skin, teasing. Knox opened his mouth and pressed his teeth into the taut muscle, warning, giving Aiden a heartbeat to prepare. A quick sharp bite sent a shock into his cock. He cried out and rocked his hips forward, needing the friction. Just needing.

  “You’re a vocal little thing, aren’t you?”

  “I’m not that little,” he protested.

  Another squeeze to his dick. He hissed in a breath. The sound turned to a moan as Knox slid his hand the full length of Aiden’s shaft.

  “I know.”

  Laughter twinkled in Knox’s eyes, but when a man is caressing your cock like it’s covered in velvet, it’s hard to care that he’s laughing at you. Aiden pumped his hips forward, driving his cock through the tight grip. His mind might be processing the fact that his lover was an arrogant SOB, but his body just wanted to come. Knox met him with one forceful slide of his hand.

  Then pulled away.

  “What the—?” Aiden’s head snapped back, tipping his spine away. He almost fell and realized he’d been relying on Knox’s arm to keep him upright.

  Knox just smiled.

  “We should get comfortable.” He splayed his fingers on Aiden’s chest and pushed, sending him backward. There was no way to catch himself. He braced for the fall and hit…the fluffy down comforter. Knox pulled off Aiden’s jeans and tossed them away.

  “I wouldn’t let you bruise that pretty ass,” he said as he crawled over Aiden, somehow lifting and dragging him to the center of the bed. Knox bent down and put his lips next to Aiden’s ear. “If there are any marks on your ass, I want to be the one to put them there.”

  Fuck. Aiden hoped the word didn't come out of his mouth but the thought rippled along the surface of his brain. He knew it was just a bad boy fantasy, a teenage dream, but that didn't stop him from spreading his legs, letting Knox press up hard between them. Their cocks slid back and forth, teasing each other.

  Knox pushed his hands into the mattress and rose up over Aiden, hovering over him but never quite losing contact.

  “What do you want, babe?”

  Aiden vaguely acknowledged the new nickname but then Knox leaned down, those strong shoulder muscles bulging as he held himself above Aiden. A soft kiss whispered against his mouth, his jaw, just below his ear.

  “How do you want to come?” His eyes locked on A
iden's and he rocked his hips forward, giving Aiden a taste, a hint of what was to come. “Like this?” Another stroke. “Or do you want me in that tight little ass of yours?”

  The words filled Aiden’s head and he answered the only way he could.

  “Fuck me.”

  Hunger flared in Knox's eyes. A tremor ran though Aiden's cock. He cried out, afraid he might come and wanting to feel Knox inside him before that happened. “Please.”

  Knox pressed in for one more kiss, then sat back on his heels, reaching over to grab the lube. Aiden took the opportunity to touch. He ran his palms over the strong chest, letting his fingers press into the muscles, testing their strength. Then he slid down, skimming across those tight abs. Fuck, he wanted to run his tongue across every ridge and valley of those ripped abs. With Knox on top of him, he couldn’t twist enough to get his mouth where he wanted but he wasn’t letting Knox go until he got the chance.

  If he was only there for one night, he wasn’t going to miss out on anything.

  He ran his fingers across those firm muscles then let one hand slip away, down, curling around the hard cock pressed against his hip.

  The flip of the lube bottle opening made him shiver but he didn’t release his prize. He slid his hand the full length of the thick shaft.

  A low groan rumbled through Knox’s chest. “Careful, professor. You keep doing that, I might come. Then I wouldn't have a chance to fuck that tight ass.”

  “We wouldn't want that,” he whispered, but he didn't stop touching. He kept his touch light, exploring, watching Knox's body respond. He didn't want the man to come without fucking him. The fantasies that had started with Knox stopping on the side of the road only grew worse now that he saw the man naked.

  Knox closed his eyes. The muscles along his jaw clenched as he took a long deep breath, as if he fought his orgasm. Aiden moaned. Fuck, the man was sexy. He picked up the pace. It would almost be worth not getting fucked to see Knox come this way. Almost.

  Still he couldn't quite release the thick cock in his hand. It felt too good.

  Knox wrapped his hand around Aiden's wrist and pulled it away from his stock.