"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

 With every feel of her soft skin on my hands, my cocks hardens, begging to burst out my pants. A groan leave my lips as her hardened nipple protrudes my mouth. 


 I suck on it. Let my tongue taste it and let her tit melt in my mouth. I enjoy teasing her breasts. I enjoy having it in the vicinity of my hands and mouth. I enjoy having only me touch her body in every way possible because she’s mine. Even though she’s the most insufferable being sometimes, she’s still mine. 


 The moan that echoes in the kitchen pleases me, igniting the already blazing fire evident between us. She’s never been able to contain her pleasure. The littlest touch leaves her panting. It’s one of the things I absolutely love about her. Her helpless, innocent mouthing of her ecstasy. 


 My hand leaves the softness of her back and fastens on her hair, twining it around my palm. I tug it backwards. The whimper that eludes out of her mouth makes me realise it was painful. Good. It should be. 


CHAPTER 192