Chapter 18
Celani
“What are you-"
“Get out,” Killian orders, cutting him off.
I don’t look up at Asher, and he stays quiet for a moment before I hear the door opening and slamming behind him.
Killian is back on me in a heartbeat, swiftly unbuckling my seatbelt and sliding his fingers back through the slit of my dress.
“I want to hear you come, sweetheart,” he mumbles, between peppering kisses on my neck.
He moves his mouth and wraps his free hand around my throat gripping it lightly. “And from now on the sounds you make are for my ears only. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” I sigh, with no hesitation, my breaths becoming unsteady as his fingers find their way between my folds again.
“Good,” he grunts, before kissing me again.
My thighs fall open wider for him and he groans as he slides a finger inside of my pussy. My hips move on their own as he starts to play with me, seeking the high I’ve been chasing since we got in the car.
“That’s it, baby,” he coos, guiding another finger inside of me. “Relax and let me take care of you. I’ve got you. Always.”
My mind processes his words through the tangled haze I am being pulled down into. His fingers feel too good inside of me, curling, and coaxing, searching for the right spot that he knows will send me over the edge of a cliff I will happily dive off of.
“Kiss me, Kill,” I beg, the words barely releasing from my mouth before he obliges.
His mouth is even more demanding, his tongue following the same strokes as his fingers. I feel the pressure building inside of me, so powerful that my legs start to shake when he finds exactly what he was looking for.
I cry out his name and he lets out a satisfied groan as my body tenses and I come so hard I almost push his fingers out of me.
“Damn, baby. Yes,” he growls proudly , continuing to massage inside of me gently until I start to sail down from my high.
I giggle and lay my head back against the headrest unable to stop grinning.
He releases my throat and I feel the rough pads of his fingers wiping the tears that have gathered at the corners of my eyes. I blink and clear my vision, then see him giving me a crooked smile that makes my heart stutter.
“You good, sweetheart?” he murmurs, kissing my forehead gently.
“Very,” I sigh happily. I press my fingers to my lips wishing that I could save the taste of him on them.
He fixes my dress back into place gently straightening it as if he didn’t just contemplate ripping it off of me. His eyes move over me appreciatively and he adjusts the large bulge in his slacks.
He gives me a lazy smile when he catches me staring at it. “Stay here,” he mumbles.
He gets out of the car and I watch him walk down to the entrance of the alley where Asher is keeping watch. I fix my hair while I watch them exchanging a few words. Asher looks over towards the SUV then nods at Killian before they walk back to the car together.
My euphoric feeling slowly fades wondering if what we’ve just done has caused a rift between the two of them.
Do Asher and the rest of Killian’s team already know how he feels about me? Or is this about to be a huge issue?
Maybe this is something you should have considered before you asked him to make you come in the back seat of Asher’s SUV, Celani.
I shake my chastising thoughts away when the two of them open the doors and climb back into the SUV, buckling up before we take off back to the house.
I give Killian a questioning look but his expression is back to being unreadable, and controlled. He reaches over and interlaces our fingers together, and we all stay silent the rest of the drive to the house.
Asher pulls the car around to the front door and Killian gets out to open my door for me and help me out of the back. I give Asher an awkward, ‘thank you’ that he returns with a lift of his chin.
Killian guides me inside the house and I take off my heels once we get into the foyer, sighing in relief. He gives me an amused look, and I motion to the stairs.
“I need to go freshen up. Just 15 minutes and I’m back,” I say.
He leans down and places a kiss on my forehead. “Do what you need to, sweetheart. I’ll be right here.”
He takes his suit jacket from around my shoulders and I grin at him before heading up the stairs to my bedroom. I take a quick shower thinking about everything that has happened this evening. The passion in the kiss we shared, and the way he made me come still has my body buzzing.
I slip on my pajamas and I can’t help wondering how the two of us have such an intense connection. If I’m honest with myself, I felt it the first time I even saw him. The strange pull that I dismissed at the time as crazy thoughts, don’t seem crazy at all now.
I check myself over in the mirror then make my way back downstairs. I smile when I find Killian in the kitchen sitting at our normal spot at the chair by the island. There are already two mugs sitting on the counter in front of him waiting for us.
He hears me coming and stands up, reaching out to wrap his arm around my waist as I get near him. He holds me close to him and I feel all of the racing thoughts I had upstairs all fall silent.