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His eyes locked on me, and my heart shot off. Saying something to the guys, he strode across the mowed grass toward me.
It didn’t take long before he stood in front of me. Heated skin from the sun and running around, his hair in disarray… and he never looked sexier.
“You’re really good with Hendricks.”
He hooked my shoulders and pulled me into him. “He’s a good kid.”
I smiled. “You’d be a great dad.”
He tensed, eyes narrowing. “I’ll never have kids Savvy.”
My heart dropped. Killian didn’t want kids? Before I could ask why, he kissed me.
And it wasn’t a quick, sweet kiss. It was a hard, deep, tongue-action kiss that had me sagging into him as my knees weakened.
When he broke away, I wanted to bury my head in the sandbox because everyone was watching.
“Ugh, gross,” Hendricks said as he ran up the steps with the soccer ball under his arm.
The tension gone from Killian, he smirked then leaned back on the railing and positioned me in front of him, so my back was to his front. He looped his arms around me, and I rested my hands on his arms. It took me a few minutes before I relaxed, realizing that Killian had no qualms about letting it be known I was with him. But then, he hadn’t before either.
We joined the conversation, which currently was Logan talking about how Ream threw Vincent in the pool a while back because he’d been hitting on Kat.
This, I found out, was before Ream and Kat were together and their relationship, or rather non-relationship, was combustible.
Brunch was nothing like I expected. Actually, I hadn’t known what to expect, but it wasn’t Killian laughing and joking around. There was still that underlying reserved part of him, but with his friends, the people he cared about, Killian was warm and easygoing.
“You fit,” Killian said two hours later in the car.
“Huh?” I asked, turning my attention to him, although I had to admit it was rarely off of him even when he wasn’t with me.
“You fit. It’s like you’ve known them for years.”
“I really like your friends, Killian.”
“Yeah, but it’s more than that,” he said. “You can like people. They can like you, but you don’t fit. But you do.”
His eyes briefly met mine before he looked back at the road.
He was right. I hadn’t felt like I was on the outside looking in on a group of friends who’d known one another for years. I was on the inside with them.
“I didn’t know you played soccer. I don’t remember you on the team at school.”
He didn’t look at me, but I saw it, the hands tightening on the steering wheel and the clenched jaw. “I wasn’t.”
“Oh.” There was something there, but he didn’t elaborate, and it was the part of Killian that I wasn’t so sure about. “Well, you looked… sexy.”
“Sexy?” His brows lifted as he briefly glanced at me, and I shrugged while chewing on my bottom lip.
“Yes. Incredibly sexy,” I said and ran my hands down my thighs. “And before you ask, yes, I was wet. I’m wet now.”
“Fuck,” he said. Slowing the car, he turned into an alley then stopped the car. “Is your pussy throbbing? Aching? Does it want my cock, orchid?”
God, it was hot when he spoke like that. “Yes.”
He unclipped his seat belt, reached over and grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me toward him.
His mouth slammed into mine.
My stomach dropped. But it was a good drop. It was the kind where you were excited but startled at the same time.
“Climb on my lap, orchid.”
“It’s in the middle of the day and we’re in an alley.” And it was a total turn-on—the spontaneity of having sex in a sports car, in an alley in the middle of the day.
“Mmm,” he smirked. “The windows are tinted. No one can see us.”
I awkwardly climbed over the gear shift and straddled his lap. He gave me no time to think, breathe, or even settle myself comfortably before his mouth was on me again.
Ravenous.
Fierce.
Uncontrolled as he savagely kissed me. One hand in my hair, he jerked my head to the side so he could deepen the kiss.
Shocked at this sudden assault, I was a rag doll, molding my body to whatever he demanded.
His hand went under my dress, and I heard a tear as he ripped my panties off.
I had no idea how he managed it, and I didn’t care.
Killian was going to fuck me.
My back pressed painfully into the steering wheel, and my one foot was jammed awkwardly between the seat and the door, but it didn’t matter.
I craved him. My need was so overpowering that control was nonexistent.
“Killian,” I breathed against his lips.
“Yes,” he growled. “Say my name. Again.”
“Killian,” I repeated and it came out like ‘Illian as I panted.
He kissed me then urged my head to the side where he nibbled on my neck at the same time as he thrust two fingers inside me.
