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I’ve never done a thing like this in my life, and my stomach is wrecked with nerves. “You have to go,” I whisper to Killian, lightly touching his back.
He nods, but doesn’t move. “As soon as I’m finished.”
Chapter Forty-three
Killian
When I turn around, Brynn is regarding me warily. “We are finished. This is definitely finished. I’ve been down here long enough, and if I don’t get back up there, someone else could come down.”
I should probably care, but I don’t.
What I care about is putting Brynn back up on that sink and eating her pussy, so that’s what I’m going to do.
“Killian,” she says, as I back her up against the sink again.
“Songbird,” I mock lightly.
“Please. I’ll die of mortification if we get caught in here together. And with what just happened, I’m pretty sure I’m going down instead of up.”
I smile faintly, grabbing her face and her hip, keeping her close so I can lean down and kiss her. “I’d never let the devil take you. I’d swim down to the underworld and bring you back up here.” I kiss the corner of her mouth.
Her cheeks flush, but I can see a glint of pleasure in her pretty brown eyes. “You’re crazy.”
“Maybe.” I kiss my way along her jaw, and she sighs with pleasure she doesn’t want to feel.
But she’s too afraid of getting caught now, so she pushes against my chest. “Please go.”
“I’d do almost anything for you, Brynn. But not that.”
I skim my hands down her sides, my hands sliding easily along the cool satin of her pretty pink dress. It’s tight, strapless, short. Maybe I should have Addison pick out her whole fucking wardrobe.
All I want to do is take it off her, but I don’t. Just in case we do get caught, I don’t want it to be that hard for her to cover up.
I settle with pushing up the tight satin material, then I grab her ass so I can lift her. She gasps, instinctively grabbing my shoulders as her feet leave the floor.
“Killian,” she objects, her gaze darting to the door. “I’m really worried someone could come in—”
“Fuck it. Let them.” I kneel on one knee and pry her lovely thighs apart.
“Killian,” she says again, her hand coming down in an absurd attempt to cover herself.
I grab her hand and tug it away. “Don’t hide from me.” The idea makes me absurdly angry, but the feel of her hand in mine smothers the anger as quickly as it occurs.
Her free hand tugs at her dress, trying to pull it back down, so I grab that one, too. I push her wrists together and grab them, then, with her hands restrained, I push her thigh out to make more room for my face between her legs.
The heat from her pussy sends a bolt of desire straight through me. I turn my head and hungrily kiss my way up the inside of her thigh.
When I get near her pussy, I catch her scent, and I can tell how wet she is.
A smile tugs at my lips. “You liked being manhandled and made to take my cock, didn’t you, pretty girl?”
A soft sigh escapes her lips, at odds with the way she tugs at her wrists, trying to free herself so she can push me away.
“No.”
My smirk widens as my lips graze her pussy through her panties. “Little liar.”
“Killian.”
