"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. 

I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. 

"Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. 

"You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. 

"I don't want you." 

"You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard.

"We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? 

"Give me one reason why and I won't touch you."

"Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ

I went straight to my office after showering and getting dressed. My home office is just a floor above my room. I have a lot of unfinished files and matters to sort out tonight and I haven't started working on any of them. Maybe if I skipped dinner, half of them would've been completed but I needed to keep my fiancé happy so I have no regrets. 


Speaking of which, I have no idea if she has responded to my text yet. I reached my hand into my pocket and brought out my phone. Kate hasn't texted me yet. Heck, she hasn't even seen my message. 


I flung my phone carefully on my desk and made myself comfortable on my office chair. I can't focus one anything else if I can't be sure she's safe. The urge to drive to her dorm just to check in on her is high. 


I texted. My eyes are fixed on our chat. Just this doesn't seem right. 


'Call me when you see this. I'm worried about you. 


CHAPTER ELEVEN