10- Control

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Layla and Knox walked out of the restaurant waiting for Lewis. Layla smiles as the cold breeze hots her face but shivers after a minute or two.

Knox had been observing her he removed his jacket and placed it on Laylas shoulders. Her smile falls when she looks at him. He steps towards her and cups her face.

"I love you Layla, so much that I hurt myself too after what I did with Marianne." Knox said and she looks away. Her heart skipped a beat at his expression.

Layla knew he wasn't happy during that one month but it doesn't change the fact that he did what he did. Hell she even considered an open relationship so that she didn't lose him.

Not anymore, she will put herself first. She looked at him as he stroked her cheek and her resolve was already faltering.

"No you don't love me, you just want me because of all the love that I gave you. You didn't care to stop till I almost walked out. You are just scared of losing me not because you love me but because you know you'd lose someone who'd kill for you" Layla said as she slipped the jacket off and handed it back to Knox.

Knox was hurting, her words weren't entirely a lie. He did stop when he knew she was going to leave, he knew she is the best out there and he wouldn't get anyone better. But what she didn't understand was that he did love her, and even if there was another more perfect than her, he'd still want her and no one else.

Knox wanted to kill Marianne for what she had made him do and for hurting Layla. That bitch will be six feet under the next time he finds her.

Lewis walks out and notices the tension. He gives Layla his hoodie when she asked for it and Knox looks away.

Lewis wanted to help them out because he knew they loved each other. He sighs as he rubs his hands through his hair. They walk to the car and Layla sits in the passenger seat assuming Lewis would sit in the driver.

But Knox grabs the keys from Lewis.

Layla groans in annoyance when Knox takes the keys. She loved it when Knox drove before but she knew she would hate it right now especially when Knox removed his jacket and put it in the back before climbing in.

Knox looked over at Layla and grinned, Layla narrows her eyes at him. Both ignored Lewis who was busy thinking about the blue eyed beauty who owned the restaurant.

Layla looked at Knox as he drove, his muscles flexing with every move. Layla looks away just as Knox turns to look at her. Layla was looking out of the window but catches his eye in the windows reflection, he smirks.

Layla rolls her eyes and then decides to get back at him. She puts her purse and phone beside her and pulls her hair up in ponytail taking her time.

When she was sure she grabbed Knoxs attention she checked Lewis through the side mirror to find him leaning against the seat listening to music with his eyes closed.

Layla rubs her thighs together softly, "Layla" Knox said her name but she ignores him ad she pulls her dress up and once she has the thong in her grip she slides them off.

"Layla what are you doing" Knox made it sound more like a statement as his grip on the steering wheel tightens.

Layla closes her eyes and bites her lip as she imagines Knoxs hands fondle her and kiss her. She imagines him slowly pulling the dress up, bunching it up at her waist. His hands hold her inner thighs as they look at her slick folds.

His breath hits them as he leans forward, his one hand holds her in place while the other slowly rubs the folds and gathers her juices. He rubs her juices on her button.

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