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“I mean it. I can’t be your Rapunzel.”

I had no idea what the fuck that meant but I nodded and watched as he got out of the car and headed inside. I tried to hide the smile, knowing I’d won some kind of battle today, but there would be a time when enough was enough.

SLOANE

I turned the key into the lock and opened my apartment. It was dark outside now, after being forced to go for drinks after with Darren and Sinead, and pretend I hadn’t seen Sinead giving it up for her boss just hours earlier. It had been exhausting. I threw my bag down and turned on the lights only to gasp and stumble backward when I saw who was sitting on my recliner.

“Killian.”

He stood up, a grave look on his face. “Hi, Sloane.”

“What the fuck are you doing in my apartment?” I shot at him, anger replacing my exhaustion very quickly.

“I’m not here to start shit…I just need to tell you something.”

“And you couldn’t pick up a phone?”

“In hindsight, that was an option but moreover, I didn’t think you hated me this much.”

I could see the pain on his face, and I knew I was already in a mood, mainly because I’d had a big day and was exhausted but mostly because he was the one who wanted me to move away, he’s the one who didn’t want me around and yet here he was…a week later, breaking into my apartment and now he apparently had something so important to tell me he couldn’t pick up a phone.

“You told me to fuck off and go to Dublin, that it was best for me to move on. Now, you’re here, not a week after I leave? What kind of game is this?”

“No game,” he said quickly. “Look, Sloane, you know I don’t play this emotion shit well. I never did. I told you to come here, away from me, because I thought you’d be safe but turns out, my judgment is off. I don’t know why you’d be so mad. You’re the one who didn’t want to be part of my life all those years ago. I’m just trying to respect those wishes.”

I felt like slapping him. How the fuck could he think he could take the high road right now?

“Are you fucking kidding me, Kill?” I started to walk toward him. “I broke up with you because you were turning into your father. I spent years getting over you, truthfully, I was never over you. I was pretending to be okay that you chose crime over me but I hated you for that. I hated that I was never good enough for you to just be the Killian I fell in love with.”

“That’s not who I am, Sloane, and you know it. You wanted me to be something I wasn’t and I couldn’t do that for you. I am who I am. You either take me as I am or you walk away, once and for all.”

“You’re making it pretty fucking hard to do that,” I shot back at him.

He shook his head, defeated.

“Fine,” he said as he started to walk away. I grabbed his wrist to stop him. I wasn’t done with this. But before I could get my words out, he had spun us around, my back against the wall and his face right up against mine. I could feel his breath on me, my heart hammering in my chest at just how furious he looked. His eyes were dark and intimidating. That’s when I realized, I had the calm assassin staring into my eyes like he wanted to take me out.

His eyes flicked to my lips, which I had wet just moments ago. Before I could think about what I was going to do, his lips crushed against mine in a soul-stealing, hot kiss. I moaned into his mouth as his hands moved under my shirt, pulling it out of my skirt.

Whatever happened tomorrow I didn’t care, because right now, I needed Killian in every way possible. A goodbye fuck was exactly what my body needed.

He moved his hands down over my ass and lifted me up higher against the wall. I wound my arms around his neck, running my fingers through those glossy black curls and pulling slightly. He grunted into my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, realizing that I was already wet, feeling that familiar pooling in my panties whenever I was near him.

He didn’t break from my lips as I felt him walk us toward my bedroom. I didn’t know how long he’d been in my apartment before I got home but that was a fight we could have tomorrow.

He dropped me on the bed and peeled his shirt off. Seeing that heavily tattooed, and ripped chest did things to my insides that I couldn’t control. Whether that made me incredibly conceited and shallow, I didn’t care, but I did feel the need to run my nails over those hard ridges to hear his hiss. I lived for that hiss because I knew no one else could make him hiss. As he pulled the belt out from his jeans, I heard the loud thud as the buckle hit the floor. He came for me, his hands grabbing my skirt and yanking it down my legs, followed by my panties. I felt the cool night air touch my wet lips, instantly causing my hips to roll in excitement. His hand reached out and pulled me up by my shirt. I put my hands down behind me to hold myself up as he ripped the shirt apart, buttons flying all over the room. It took no time at all for him to rid me of my bra. Sitting completely naked on the bed, I looked over at him, still in jeans.

“Get 'em off, Kill.”

He smirked as he unzipped and slid the jeans down. He was commando as usual, which did even more to me than his kiss.

Killian slowly got on his knees, in front of me, and grabbed my legs. Pulling me forward, I fell back on the bed, my ass on the very edge as he pulled my legs up and over his shoulders. His mouth was on my pussy before I could readjust myself into a comfortable position. I gave up as his tongue did things to me. He put one of his forearms over my hips and held me in place as he licked, nipped and sucked at my pussy and my clit. I screamed out, clutching at the sheet underneath me, pulling it up at the corners. I threw my head back into the mattress as he delivered sweet, sweet torture to my pussy. The nerves in my legs tingled with the onslaught of what I could only imagine was going to be an earth shattering climax. His tongue delved into me, sliding along one side of my labia and up to my clit. I knew better than to push away from him so I squeezed my thighs over his face as my clit pulsed. It didn’t stop him though, as I writhed underneath him as my body tensed just moments before my clit exploded, my pussy throbbed as my hips rolled out what an orgasm that took my breath away.

I felt like I was about to melt into the mattress, my body completely at ease from the stress of the day. Killian sat back, a cocky grin on his face. One that usually had me weak at the knees but I didn’t want to fall into this trap again.

Finding the strength to push myself up off the bed, I started to walk away. “I think you were about to leave.”

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