Just One of the Guys
Forty

Averi

The feel of something skirting along my belly rouses me from a deep sleep. I start to move, needing to stretch when I replace a leg wedged between both of mine and an arm wrapped around my waist, a hand splayed against my lower stomach and fingers trailing back and forth along the top of my panties. That must have been what woke me up.

Knox's telltale scent causes a rush of memories from the night before to play through my mind like a video reel and as the images play through my mind, his fingers dip beneath the edge of my panties, his knee shifting higher between my thighs, opening me up for him to explore.

"Good morning, baby," he mutters into the flesh at my neck, his fingers trailing lower and lower until he's putting pressure against my clit, sending my senses into overdrive. All the while he nibbles at the sensitive flesh where my neck and shoulder meet, sucking it into his mouth.

After last night, I'm afraid to look in a mirror, but loving the fact that he's putting his mark on me. Claiming me as his.

"You're already so wet for me, so ready," he growls as he sinks his fingers inside of me and tilts his pelvis, thrusting and creating friction against the swollen appendage trapped between us. "Knox," I breathe, his name falling from my lips moments before he lifts himself over me and claims them with his own-the kiss hot and passionate, yet not at all rushed.

Pulling himself back, his fingers still stroking inside of me, he stares down at me with so much heat along with something else in his eyes that I think I fall a little further for him. And without a doubt in my mind, I know that I am so damn screwed.

Knox begins trailing kisses down the column of my throat and over the swell of my breasts, his tongue teasing my sensitive nipple before he sucks it into his mouth, causing a loud moan to escape me.

That earns me a growl, letting me know that he likes it when I'm more vocal, letting him know exactly what feels good to me. He picks up the pace with his fingers, sending me closer and closer to orgasm. My moans are getting louder and more frequent by the time he makes it between my thighs, his tongue replacing his finger before latching on to my clit, his fingers taking up their previous position. Each time I moan, Knox growls in appreciation, sending me higher and higher until finally, I peak.

"Oh, shit, Knox!" I cry out just as a knock sounds from the door, startling me.

"Son of a bitch," he growls quietly as he crawls back up my body.

"Maybe if you ignore them, they will go away," he whispers as his cock, now free of any barriers, begins rubbing against my opening.

"Hey Av-er, Corbin? You in there?" Gentry asks through the door.

"He knows?" Knox asks, pulling back slightly and looking at me with a hurt look on his face.

"Yes, he knows." As he continues looking at me, I realize he's waiting for me to elaborate more, "he figured it out when I went to the hospital. He kind of saw them cut off my bindings..." I say, biting my bottom lip, nervous at how he will react to knowing that Gentry has seen my breasts.

With a nod, he moves in and nuzzles the area just below my ear, "these are my tits," he growls and then bites the tender flesh, while also squeezing one of my breasts as if to emphasize what he's talking about, and draws a moan from between my lips as he makes his way lower.

"You're going to be late for class," Gentry calls, interrupting the moment before we can even get started again. "Let the professor know she won't be there today," Knox shouts and then goes right back to what he was doing. "Knox? Shit..." I can hear him chuckle. "I'm sorry...uh...have fun, you two."

Knox snorts, distracting me as I hear Gentry's footfalls head away from the door.

"This is going to be so much fucking fun," Knox says with a smirk before lowering his lips to mine and thrusting at the same time, stealing my breath from me, and turning what had been a slow burn into a raging inferno. Growling he continues his thought from a moment ago, "Because I get to do this..." he says, thrusting his cock in and out of my pussy, "whenever the fuck I want."

We manage to make it in time for our second class before the last bell rings, and sitting in our seats, we watch the professor shuffle in a few minutes behind us.

I steal a glance at Knox, and he shoots me a wink before nodding that I need to turn around before we get in trouble. The professor announces that we're going to be reviewing today, pop quiz style.

*Great*.

Lunch rolls around rather quickly, Gentry wearing a knowing smirk and a pink blush coating his cheeks as Knox and I both approach with our trays at the same time.

I take my normal spot by Gentry, and Knox takes his normal spot next to Colt, across from me.

Gentry knocks my shoulder, wagging his eyebrows at me. I return the look with a scoff and an eye roll, causing him to snicker as he tears into his lunch.

When I tune into what the other guys are saying, I hear Wesley pop off, "Shite, we all know how that game goes."

"Oh yea, how's that?" I ask, not sure what he's talking about.

Wesley sniggers, saying, "Knox's lost his game."

At the same time, Knox says with a smirk and a cocked eyebrow, "Averi seems to have ghosted me.'

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Gentry snorts but tries to cover it up with a cough. Jerking a thumb at Wesley, Knox continues, "This asshole thinks I've lost my magic." "Uhhh....I guess I'm not following..." I say, looking from Wesley to Knox.

"He has to have lost it because he's never had a girl run away from him before. Usually, they're clambering to get to him but not this one."

My stomach turns over, guilt pressing down on me that I've made Knox a joke to his friends: that was never my intention, he has to know that.

He must be able to read my thoughts on my face because he just throws me a wink and starts in on Wesley. "You wish, you bloody wanker, but your mom did a really good job of meeting every damn one of my needs last night." Watching the interaction between them, I can tell that Knox is trying hard to hold in his smile and not laugh, Gentry however busts out laughing. Knox gives me another subtle wink before firing off at me, "If anyone doesn't have game, it's Corbin here. Have any of you ever seen him with a girl?""

"Man, screw you!" I give him a mock glare, trying to hold in my smile and it works too, until he comes back at me.

"You wish," Knox fires back, causing Gentry to bow over laughing so hard his face is turning purple.

"What's his deal?" Colt asks, looking from Knox to me, then to Gentry before glancing at Wesley to see if any of us know what Gentry replaces so funny.

Wesley just shrugs his shoulders. Knox suddenly becomes very interested in his lunch and I'm chewing my bottom lip to keep myself from smiling.

"I'm sorry," Gentry snorts, his laughter contagious, causing me to break and start laughing right along with him.

"Oh, shit!" I say, my voice full of laughter.

"What the hell have ye been smokin' this mornin'?" Wesley asks. "Or are ye pissed? Aye, it was good, but it wasn't *that* funny."

Gentry just shakes his head, ignoring Wesley. For the rest of lunch, he can't even look at Knox or me without losing it, resulting in Knox and I both falling victim to the laughing bug before the end of lunch as well.

"Ye all are bat-shit mental," Wesley sniggers, shaking his head as we all get up from the table.

I head out the door at the same time as everyone else, but Knox takes his time, dumping his tray and then slowly walks out of the cafeteria. Looking back at him, I stop waiting for him to catch up.

We walk side by side a few paces, the rest of our group just rounding the corner up ahead until they are out of our sight.

Suddenly, Knox grabs hold of my hand and pulls me into a dark room, shutting the door.

"What are you" However, I don't get to finish my question before Knox has me backed against the solid door, his mouth on mine.

"Fuck, I couldn't wait any longer, baby," he breathes, his hands closing over my ass cheeks and curling around my thighs as he lifts me up.

I wrap my legs around his waist, Knox's erection straining through his pants and putting pressure on my pussy. "This is bloody torture."

His mouth comes back down to mine when the light comes on, and I take in the supply closet as Knox braces me against the door and lowers his hands between us, using them both to peel my blazer off of my shoulders.

Once it's fallen to the floor, he hastily pulls my shirt from my pants, unbuttoning it until my chest is exposed to him, no binding or bra, in sight. It's just the girls and Knox's hungry stare as he gazes down at them like they're a feast and he's a starved man.

"Damn, baby," he moans, palming one of my breasts, his hips thrusting between us.

"We're going to get caught," I say in a moan as his mouth settles at the base of my throat and my back hits the door again with a jolt.

"I'm willing to risk it," he says, unbuttoning my pants. I lower myself down to the ground and begin unbuttoning his shirt and then his pants as he slips my own down my legs.

"Bloody hell you're beautiful," he whispers as he looks at me appreciatively before picking me back up, his cock nudging at my entrance. "Are you ready for me, baby?"

In answer, I shift my hips and sink down onto his hard shaft, eliciting a deep moan from the both of us as I begin rocking my hips in time with his upward thrusts.

"Ride my cock, baby," he grunts. "Fuck, I love your cunt."

A little while later, we tumble out of the supply closet, our clothes a mess, and laughter falling from our lips.

Glancing over at Knox as he straightens up his blazer, and tucking in his dress shirt, I bite my bottom lip, still amazed that someone like Knox would want to be with someone like me. He could have his pick of the litter, and yet he picked this slightly tortured, cross-dressing kitten.

"What's going on in the beautiful head of yours?" Knox asks, leaning in to whisper in my ear while reaching down to thread his fingers through mine.

Fortunately for us, classes haven't let out yet or we wouldn't be able to be as open and affectionate with one another as we're being.

"I was just wondering how I got so lucky," I reply honestly, sighing, and snuggling up to him as we stop and lean against the wall until it's time to go into our next class.

He turns me so my back is against his front and wraps his arms around me, murmuring against my ear, "I'm the lucky one, baby."

Afterward, he places a kiss against the crown of my head and mutters "You've made me a better person. Hell, you heard the guys talking about how I was before."

I hate thinking about how Knox went through girls before I came into the picture. I know that he can't change his past and honestly, I wouldn't want him to because everything in his past is part of what makes him the person that he is today. That doesn't mean that I'm okay with thinking or hearing about his sordid affairs with other girls though.

"Will you meet me tonight after practice? I want to go somewhere." The twinkle in his eye and the smile on his lips gives away his excitement about whatever it is that he has in mind.

"I think I can manage to make that happen," I agree, then realize something. "Should I show up as Corbin or Averi?"

This may get complicated really quick.

Knox pulls me tighter against his chest, and I love that he's not afraid to show affection. "You be you, baby."

The bell rings, causing me to jump away from Knox and settle next to him as we wait for the other students to empty out of the classroom before we head into our creative writing class.