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She made it clear she doesn’t want violence, and I don’t like it but will do my best to respect her wishes.
That said, all this doesn’t mean I’m done with him.
53
Violet
I’m at the kitchen counter, putting leftover sauce into a container when I feel warm hands slide up inside the front of my shirt over my belly. I look down and smile. Killian’s heat is at my back. His hands move up to cup my breasts while he takes my earlobe between his teeth and grinds into my backside.
Eyes drifting shut, my head drops back as I absorb the feel of his fingers slipping into my bra and yanking the cups down. I shiver as he suckles my earlobe and then releases it and nips my throat playfully. He’s hard and I’m ready to help him with that.
I draw in air and then blow out slowly before setting the ladle down and gripping the counter with both hands. I rotate my hips slowly in a figure eight, undulating against him.
Letting out a sexy growl while his right hand slides into the front of my jeans, his fingers walk their way down into my panties where he finds me slippery. Ready. Very ready.
“Mm,” he rumbles appreciatively against my throat. “I wanna fuck you in this kitchen, then I wanna fuck you in your bed. Thought about fucking you in that bed every night the past fifteen nights.”
“Yeah?” I ask. “I thought about you fucking me in that bed, too.”
“You touch yourself while you think about me?” he asks, tonguing my earlobe.
I jolt tight. And then I chortle. “That’s a blunt question.”
“You did,” he murmurs. “Didn’t you?”
I shiver.
“I fucked my fist in my shower every day the last two weeks thinking about you,” he tells me in that sexy, husky voice.
Wow. That’s hot.
I shiver again and he laughs low. It’s clear he likes that he draws that reaction from me.
“Gonna fuck you hard in that bed,” he confirms. “And then your room becomes the guest room, because you’re gonna be down the hall in my bed.”
Holy smokes.
“Killian…”
“Gonna fuck you here,” he says, grinding against me again and pushing a finger inside me. He crooks it and hits my g-spot.
A rush of air leaves my mouth with a whimper.
“Killian,” I say again, and this time, he doesn’t ignore the tone or the fact that I’m trembling. His hand leaves my pants as he turns me around.
I’m trying to clear my expression as I turn, but he notices.
“Talk to me,” he requests, eyes soft.
I bite my lip. “That’s fast. Really fast. I’m not sure we should move that quickly.”
“I don’t care,” he tells me and the heat in his eyes is hot enough I can feel it.
His hand wraps around my lower back and he puts his lips to mine for a brief kiss. “Don’t care a bit how fast it seems,” he says. “This past two weeks has felt like a year.”
I wince.
“Okay, let me back up,” he says. “I care what you think. I do. I just don’t wanna go slow. I feel like the past two weeks has taken forever. Life is short, baby.”
I blow out a breath.
He kisses me again and whispers against my mouth, “Soon we’ll talk him out of our systems, and he’ll be a blip in the history books. That’s all.”
God, that’ll be nice.
“Barely a blip,” he adds, squeezing my shoulders, “Because I already know, this fast, that I want a future with you. It’s not playing it cool by laying that on the line, but you’ll learn pretty quick that when I say I mean something, I give no fucks. I know what I want. I want you, Violet. I knew that the night I met you and I felt it in my gut that night in your apartment when I came back with him.”
“It’s easy to think that way right now with things being as crazy as they’ve been, but we really should take things a little slower and-”
“No fucking way,” he snaps, and I jolt back, but there’s nowhere to go. “I’m gonna find a way to undo the bullshit he did to you. I know that doesn’t sound realistic but watch me try.”
My heart races. He keeps ranting.
“You’re no longer in limbo as you called it with him, don’t wait to be happy. Life’s too short, Violet. Look what he took already; don’t let him take more by being guarded with me. Shed his bullshit like an old skin.”
His face then changes and he leans in. “Hey? I’m not likin’ that you’re shaking. You shouldn’t be afraid of me, Violet. Ever.”
I’m breathing hard. He tags my hand and directs me to the couch. We sit and I catch my breath.
“You scared of me?” he asks.
I shake my head and will my body to stop trembling.
