"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 didn't drive. After getting food for her, I waited for her to finish eating comfortably in my car. Without watching her of course, the least I want is to make her feel uncomfortable by my presence.﻿ 


Although I already got the hint that it happened quite a lot. I groan, pulling my hand over my face, forming a veil with my fingers. Right now, we're in the parking lot. ﻿ 


"I'm done eating. Thank you, it was so good." Hazel slurps. ﻿ 


"I'm glad you liked it." A half grin forms on my face. I'm not a stalker but I do have information on certain things she likes eating. Don't ask me how. ﻿ 


"Should I leave this with me or I should-" She asks.Through the mirror, I can see her arrange the empty food packets inside the bag. ﻿ 


My gaze lingers to the side and I espy her holding the food pack nervously. ﻿ 


CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE