Chapter 13 #2
The things we do when we’re drunk.
Meredith
This is true. Okay, then maybe this is a sign. You should go to bed—alone and not do it.
That’s probably the most likely scenario. Okay. Love you! I’ll do my best to see you again before I leave.
Meredith
Love you most.
I sigh and walk to turn the light so I can go to bed. But as I do, there are headlights in the window, pulling up beside my car.
I should go. I should run up the damn stairs, get in my room and fake sleep.
I don’t.
I stand here, like a statue as I hear the car door close, then the front door open.
Killian flips the lights on as I’m just finding my ability to move and am three steps up, not even close to the top.
I turn, and his eyes meet mine. In that split second, I know that the resistance I was very thinly holding on to, the lies I told myself about it being a sign, disappear.
The energy in the room is so tense, and I can feel my heart racing. Killian stares at me, and I do the same.
At the same moment, we both snap.
I move toward him and he’s coming to me. As though thunder and lightning strike at the same time, I’m against his chest, his hands are in my hair, and our mouths fuse.
The storm that was rolling in has arrived and we’re unable to seek shelter.
His tongue pushes into my mouth, and I welcome it. I hold on to him, gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer.
My back is pressed against the wall, and he anchors himself around me. Hands on each side of my head, caging me in.
We kiss, fiercely, as though there’s nothing else in the world than the need we have for each other.
“Tessa,” he groans against my neck as he moves his lips against my skin, lightly kissing and then sucking. “Tell me you want this.”
“I need this,” I admit.
“I can’t…fuck…I want you more than anything.”
I feel the same. A part of me, a very small one, resists the temptation of telling him to have me.
I know that the thinly veiled excuses I have about this not being wrong are stupid.
I can spin my tale any way I want, but the reality is that there won’t be any plausible deniability if this ever gets out.
“No one can know,” I say as his hand moves down my side.
“Not a soul.”
“Just us.”
“Only us.”
I take his face in my hands, our eyes meeting. “Take me to bed, Killian.”
He lifts me up in a heartbeat, carrying me, just like he did our first time, back into his room.
With each step, I feel more and more eager. These last few days have felt like torture trying to resist him.
However, I want this one night with him, more than anything I’ve ever wanted.
He stands before me., hands on my hips. “You’re sure?”
I nod. “I am.”
“I never want you to regret this, Tessa.” He brushes my hair back behind my ear. “I don’t want to be something you look back on and wish you had chosen differently.”
I run my fingertip against his collar. “I think I’ll look back on this and regret it if I walk away.”
“Swear it.”
I stare into his stunning green eyes. “I swear.”
He kisses me again, this time slowly, tenderly, and I get lost in it. I allow my hands to move up his chest and hook behind his neck. I hold on to him, losing all sense of thought as he moans into my mouth.
I drink it in, loving that I give him pleasure.
Killian moves us backward until my knees hit the edge of the bed. “Lie back for me, angel.”
I do ask as he asks, his eyes never leaving mine. “Killian,” I sigh his name.
“Take your shirt off.” I slowly lift the hem up over my head. “Now your pants, remove them—slowly.”
I try to slow my movements down, but I am so ready for him. I’ve been ready since I arrived, which only grew stronger when I saw him.
“I don’t want to go slow,” I tell him.
“What do you want?”
“You. Now.”
He grins. “Then remove all your clothes and let me see how much you want it.”
I pull my underwear down with my pants, tossing them off the bed, then my bra. However, seeing how turned on he is, based on the very large erection pushing against his pants, I do move my knees apart extremely slowly.
Inch by painful inch, I stare at him as he waits for what he wants. “Like this?” I ask.
“Wider.”
I lean back on my elbows, keeping my knees just a little bit apart. “More?” I ask when I just barely budge them.
“Lay your knees flat on the bed,” Killian commands.
I toss my head back, arching my breasts up, and he groans. I bite my lower lip and look up at him. “And then what?”
“Then, I’m going to lick every drop of you until you come.
After that, I’m going to fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to move without thinking about what my cock feels like inside of you.
After that, I’m going to do it again, making you come until it hurts because your body is so wrung out. Is that what you want, Tessa?”
Oh my God. I want it, and I want it more than I want to breathe. “Yes.”
“Then spread your knees all the way out so I can have what I want.”
I part my knees, no longer wanting to play a game, just wanting him—and also knowing he likes to have control. I’ve been toying with that, and he’s going to make me pay for it—hopefully in orgasms.
When I go to move my legs, he rests his hands on each one, keeping them apart.
His eyes find mine. “Get ready to beg.”
Before I can ask what he means, his mouth is on me and he’s licking and sucking on my clit. He moves his tongue in circles and I’m already so damn close. I feel myself starting to build. His assault on my clit is relentless and I’m panting so hard. I can’t move my legs, he has me completely pinned.
My head thrashes back and forth as I struggle for breath.
Then his tongue moves to my entrance as he fucks me with it. “Killian, please.”
He chuckles against me and keeps going. As he holds me apart, he moves lower, his tongue swiping at my ass, and I gasp before he moves back to my clit.
“Oh, please, yes,” I moan, and then he stops.
“Are you close?”
I whimper. “Yes.”
“Good. Tell me, angel, has anyone ever had your ass?”
I shake my head.
“I’m going to take this part of you that no other many has had. Will you let me make you feel good?”
“You already are.”
“Better than good?”
“I’m…not sure…I’m afraid it’ll hurt.”
Killian leans down, running his tongue against my clit again, back and forth, over and over and then slides a finger inside me. Slowly he pumps, driving me higher and higher. Then, he removes his hand and I feel it against my ass.
He runs his finger along the rim, just barely pushing inside.
“Relax,” he says softly. “Stay loose, baby.”
I try to let my head go, not paying attention to anything but the way he makes me feel as his tongue flicks at the bundle of nerves.
Killian sucks hard and my hips lift, at the same time, he pushes a finger inside my ass. I cry out, the feeling is so much.
It feels so good, so different and intense.
“Does that hurt?” he asks.
“No, God, it feels so good.” Better than good. I’m close again. “Please don’t stop.”
He goes back to it, his tongue moving in glorious patterns, bringing my orgasm back to the forefront.
He removes his finger from my ass and he fucks me with his tongue, pushing deep inside of me and then back to my clit where he sucks.
“That’s it, keep your knees there. I’m going to make you come, but only if you obey.
If you take your knees off the mattress then I stop. ”
I won’t move any part of me if it means he’s going to keep going.
“Tessa, do you understand?”
I glance at him. “Yes.”
“Good girl. I’m going to take your ass again, baby. I’m going to make you come so hard.”
He moves his hands off me and starts again.
I’m so fucking close. I want to come so bad.
He flicks his tongue again and then I feel him push his fingers deep inside me.
I groan, feeling so full and yet wanting more.
As he pumps his hand in and out, adjusting the angles, my sanity starts to float away, but I focus on keeping my knees like this.
I don’t want him to stop. I need more.
He rubs my clit with his thumb as I feel his mouth again at my ass. He licks there and it feels so good. A little different, but still incredibly good. I’m not sure if I should like it this much, but I do.
Then his mouth is back on my clit and his hand is moving there, he rims my ass with a finger again, all while his mouth is doing amazing things to me. A long moan falls from my lips as he toys with me, bringing me to the brink of an orgasm. “So close,” I pant.
Then he pushes inside in my ass and as his mouth latches onto my clit. He sucks so hard, flicking at the same time as he pumps his hand.
I detonate.
There is no other way to describe it. I no longer have thought, breath, or feeling other than the most intense pleasure I’ve ever had.
My mind is gone as my body goes in a million directions. I scream or I think I do, I’m not even sure, but he doesn’t relent.
He keeps pushing in and out of my ass while he takes my clit between his teeth. “Killian!”
I’m not sure if it’s another orgasm on its heels or just one incredibly long one.
After time ceases to exist, he finally slows, letting me come down. I’m panting, my hair is now in my face, and I think my heart may have come out of my chest when he stops.
I feel him shift on the bed, and I open my eyes to see him removing his clothes. He grins down at me. “Good?”
“Umm, that’s a word for it.”
“Let’s see if we can find a better one. Get on your hands and knees, angel.”
While my muscles may feel like jelly, I do as he says.
His hands grip my ass and he squeezes. “One day, if you trust me, I want to fuck you like this.” He pushes a finger in my ass again and my head flies back as I rock into it.
“I think you want it too, but right now, I want inside your cunt. Are you ready to come again?”
I groan. “Yes.”
And then he’s inside of me, and he makes me come—two more times.