"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

 My eyes slowly drift open and I soak in the images in my environment. From what I can see, I can tell that I am in a very expensive, private hospital and most definitely on a bed, since my head faces the ceiling, lying down flat. 


 I try to move my hand but a wince accompanied with the crease of my brows makes me stop. My whole body throbs with an indescribable pain. I think it’s best I lay down here. 


 “Awake?” Owen’s voice makes a smile form on my face. I nod. Even my neck feels stiff. Well, that’s what happens when one falls down the stairs. I’m surprised I’m not covered in bandages. Owen is just that good of a doctor, but inside here is dimly yet well illuminated and I cannot sight any clocks hanging on the walls and I fear to ask for the time. That is if I can even talk: 


 “Thank you for meeting with me on short notice.” I finally murmur, testing my voice! I still speak! My voice is low but not damaged. 


CHAPTER 140