AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His eyes close, immediately blocking me off. His breathing returns. His head drops.
“Now, answer a question for me.”
He takes a deep breath before opening his eyes. “Yes, princess?”
“You have to promise to be completely honest.”
“I will,” he says.
My heart is racing much too fast. My shaking has increased instead of slowe
d. My eyes try to close, but I force them to stay open, to stay on him to read his reaction.
I let one more beat of my heartbeat before I ask, “Do you love me?”
A smug grin forms on his face as he takes a couple of seconds longer to answer me than I anticipated. I was wrong. Him deciding to marry me, no matter what, didn’t mean what I thought it did. It’s part of some other master plan that I don’t know about.
“Maybe,” he says the word as innocently as I have countless times to him before. His smug smile grows larger.
I can’t help the smile that forms on my own lips. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
I launch my lips onto his. It’s been too long since I tasted him, too long since he wrapped his arms around me, like he is doing now, too long since I felt truly loved by someone since my father died.
The kiss is more than a kiss. It’s a declaration of love, a promise of what could be. It’s a chance, a chance to be together because of our choices and no one else’s.
He tries to break away from the kiss when my hands start tugging at the hem of his shirt. “Princess, I love your enthusiasm, but we can’t do that here. There are people watching.”
I smile larger though as I grab ahold of his hand and pull him down the hallway. An old episode of Friends pops into my head as we make our way through the hospital. It’s the one where Chandler and Monica sneak off to an empty hospital room to do it while Rachel is in labor.
I pass a room that looks dark. There are no nurses hovering around this room. I peek through the cracked door. It’s empty.
I tug on Killian’s arm, and he follows me into the room. I shut the door behind us, and my lips attack his again as my hand pulls at the hem of his shirt. It’s then I realize that I don’t need his shirt off. It’s his pants I should be working on.
I grab at the button. It unbuttons quickly, and then I’m unzipping his pants.
He smiles against my lips. “God, if I had known what kind of crazy woman you would turn into when I told you that maybe I loved you, I would have told you sooner.”
“Shut up, and help me get these pants off of you.”
He laughs but complies, and his pants fall to the floor. He grabs my ass and pushes me against the wall.
I moan as his lips touch my neck, and his hand finds my breast.
“This is going to be quick,” he says into my neck.
I nod. “Yes, quick,” I say. I’m barely able to speak.
I feel him smiling again as he reaches his hand into the front of my pants, cupping my pussy.
“Fuck, Killian!” I scream.
He clamps his hand over my mouth, silencing me. “You can’t scream. You can’t moan. You have to be silent.”
I nod my head, agreeing.
He tugs my pants down, and I feel them fall to the floor.
He rubs his hard cock at my entrance. “God, you’re so wet already, baby.”
