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Fucking hell.
I knew from my research that she was attractive but it did nothing to prepare me for the red-headed beauty in front of me.
Avamarie Marcia.
The unfortunate wrinkle in my otherwise carefully constructed plans.
Thankfully, I was able to obtain the correct number and received payment for my services. Now the only loose end is the stunning woman standing before me.
It shouldn’t matter that she’s hot. It shouldn’t matter that she shivers under my gaze. Itreallyshouldn’t matter that she tries to subtly shift her thighs every time I speak.
Biting back a groan, I trail my fingers down her neck and across her collarbone, noting the goosebumps raising from the touch. “You should be.” I growl, shifting my hand back up and encircling her throat.
Avamarie’s eyes widen but not from fear. Desire burns inside her hazel eyes, making my cock twitch. Anger flashes through me at the loss of control. This is not going how I planned. Gritting my teeth, I shove away from her and pace the length of the room.
It’s been a while, too long, if my stiffening dick is any indicator.
I grew tired of nameless pussy and impersonal dating apps years ago, now only periodically picking up women at the bar when the need became too strong to resist. Looking back at the girl, I find her still frozen in place, eyeing me warily.
Maybe I could work off some of this sexual tension on her. It’s not like she’ll regret it when I’m done with her.
Dragging my gaze over her body, I can see her curves under the long dress she’s wearing. A sudden desire to push up the dress and bury myself face first in her pussy overwhelms me. My feet move on their own accord, overtaken by need.
She lets out a soft gasp as I stop in front of her again. My hand snakes down her body, tracing the contours underneath the thin fabric. Her eyes flare, the same desire ignited within me burns in her as well. My fingers brush along her hip and begin bunching up the fabric. Her breaths quicken but she doesn’t tell me tostop. Holding her gaze, I gather the bottom of her dress and push it above her hips, exposing her pink lace panties.
I can’t stop the groan this time at the sight. Avamarie’s lips part as she pants, her body vibrating against me. Slipping a finger under the band of her panties, I hook the lacey fabric before slowly dragging it down her legs. I peer up at her as I now kneel, eye level with her glistening cunt. My tongue darts out and slowly licks my lips, eliciting a soft moan from her own.
The sound propels me forward, needing to hear it again. Needing to hear more. Needing her to be screaming my name as I make her come on my tongue.
Leaning in between her legs, I run my nose along her inner thigh, inhaling the scent of her arousal. I groan, sending a shudder through her body. My fingers dig into her flesh and I lean back just far enough to meet her gaze.
“Killian.” I state, her eyes widening at the revelation. No doubt some part of her realizing there is now no way out of this for her.
She’s seen me, spoken with me, and now knows my name.
No matter what happens next, Avamarie needs to die.
Chapter 5
Avamarie
“Killian.” He states.
A chill runs down my spine, momentarily dousing some of the burning flames of desire. It cannot be good that he told me his name. My mind runs through all the court documents I’ve poured over in my years of study. Research has proven thatonce you know the name of the perpetrator, you’re screwed. Especially if you have seen their face.
My eyes dart over his face, cataloging everything I can. His gaze turns deadly as he registers the fear now coursing through my veins. Mentally cursing myself, I bite my lip as the look sends another jolt to my core.
Digging his fingers into me, he holds my gaze as he says, “My name is Killian.”
I nod mutely, still uneasy that he’s sharing this information.
“That’s the name on your lips as pleasure courses through your body.” My eyes widen and my thighs clench, desperate for some relief. He chuckles darkly, running his nose along the inside of my thigh. “I want to hear you scream it as you come, baby girl.”
My breath catches at the endearment.
Maybe he won’t kill me afterward? That’s gotta be like naming a stray animal. Once you give it a name, you become attached.
My thoughts are interrupted by the sudden sensation of Killian’s tongue pressing against my throbbing clit. My hands shoot out automatically, digging themselves into his short hair. He hums as I moan, rolling my hips against him. Dragging his tongue down my slit, he circles my asshole before pulling away. “Yes, just like that.” He praises and a warm feeling puddles low in my stomach.
