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“I feel you,” I told him. “I feel…your heat. I feel…I feel myself aching for you.”

“Tell me what I want to hear,” he demanded. “Tell me to fuck you, Posie.”

I let out a shaky breath before saying, “Fuck me, Killian.”

Ever so slowly, he pulled back, then pushed his hips forward, his dick breaching my center, the thickness of his cock forcing me to let out a deep breath and adjust myself to accommodate his size.

“Say my name, Posie,” he said again. “Tell me who’s fucking you, baby.”

He was doing it again. He was trying to keep me in the here and now, and it was working. “Killian,” I panted. “It…oh, God…”

“Tell me what you feel,” he continued to demand as his hips finally picked up a steady rhythm and he was finally fucking me and not the other way around.

“I feel you…you’re so deep inside me,” I moaned. “I…I can feel you stretching me out.”

“Say my name, Posie,” he repeated. “Keep saying my fucking name. Tell me how good I’m fucking this perfect pussy of yours. Tell me how much you want me to cum in your sweet cunt.”

“Killian…please…oh, God….please…” It was working. Every word out of his mouth was working, and he was just another miracle added to a life where I hadn’t had many. “Please…”

“Say my fucking name,” he growled, his hips pushing in faster and deeper. “Tell me you’re fucking mine.”

Before I could even think to obey his orders, my body was exploding in a kaleidoscope of pleasure that had tears pouring from my eyes, my emotions too much to handle.

Everything was a dark paradise as Killian kept telling me that he loved me over and over again. Everything felt like a dangerous mix of drugs and misery, and a high that I was never going to get enough of. No longer my enemy, fear was now my friend, and everything was going to be okay.

When I was done erupting, and Killian was done cumming inside me, he had me immediately wrapped up in his arms. “I’m never going to let you go,” he whispered harshly. “Not fucking ever.”

This time, I believed him.

Chapter 40

Killian~

My heart felt like it was going to jump straight from my chest and into Posie’s hands. I felt like I was experiencing a miracle, and I was man enough to admit that I might be feeling a bit overwhelmed with what Posie had just given me.

Though she had cleared a huge hurdle, I wasn’t stupid enough to believe that I could just climb over her any time that I wanted to from now on. I knew that everything sexual between us was going to have to be given to me with permission. No slapping her ass as she walked by me, no coming up behind her and taking her tits in my hands, no waking her up from a deep sleep with my face buried between her legs…none of that.

Still, that was okay.

I hadn’t been lying when I’d told her and her family that I’d take her any way that I could. I was always going to play a secondary character in Posie’s story and that was okay. As long as I had her with me, as long as she loved me, as long as she wasn’t afraid of me, then I was okay with that.

“That was…unreal,” she muttered softly as her head rested on my chest.

“It was the most beautiful thing that anyone’s ever given me,” I replied, not caring that I was sounding like a poetic dick.

“I…I like how you keep talking to me,” she admitted. “It…your voice…it drowns out the memories. It keeps me…centered.”

My arm tightened around her. “Do you still go to counseling?”

“Yeah,” she answered truthfully. “I only go twice a year, but I should probably go more often, considering what I do for a living.”

“I think that I’d like to start going to a counselor of my own, then…maybe we can go together when you’re ready,” I suggested. “Actually, when we’re ready for it.”

Posie’s head popped up, her chin resting on my chest now. “Killian, you don’t have to do that-”

“Baby, I kill people in a futile attempt to lessen my guilt,” I reminded her. “I should have always been going to counseling after what happened to Ellie.”

Her brown eyes regarded me carefully. “Do you think it will help?”

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