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My head spins from the whiplash of emotions. Shrugging, I mutter, “Fine.”
Any man worth his grain in salt would know “fine” meant I was anything but. However, I’m hoping, just this once, that Killian falls short and leaves it be.
As my luck would have it, Killian does no such thing.
Leaning back, he holds me at arms length and studies my face intently. “Tell me the truth.” He demands, his voice soft despite the hard set of his jaw.
Sighing, I fiddle with the sleeve of his jacket. “I’m just so far behind. I’m going to fail all my classes and it’s all just…” I trail off, shrugging again. “I dunno, just too much, ya know?”
Killian releases one of my arms and gently nudges my chin with his fingers. Looking up, I’m shocked by the pain I find in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Avamarie.”
I shake my head, averting my gaze. He’s said he’s sorry enough times in the last few weeks to last a lifetime. This is on me now.
Gripping my chin, he forces my gaze back on him. “I am sorry. And I’m going to spend every moment of the rest of our lives making it up to you.” A tear slides down my cheek and he swipes it away with his thumb as he continues. “You are the most important thing in this world to me, baby girl. I want your happiness, I want your laughter, I want your joy.” Taking a deep breath, he admits, “I know that I can’t expect that from you all the time. Especially considering…” Killian trails off.
We haven’t discussed my depression since coming home from the hospital, carefully avoiding the subject like the plague.
“Well, you know.” He mutters. “But regardless, I’m going to do everythingIcan to make your days full of smiles and love.”
I gasp, my hand covering my mouth.
Did he just say he loved me? In a weird roundabout way but…
Killian doesn't backtrack or pretend to not understand my reaction. Instead he gently smooths his thumb over my cheek again, his eyes shining with what I now can no longer deny.
He loves me.
When I don’t say anything, Killian leans forward and whispers in my ear, “Tell me what to do to bring your beautiful smile back.”
I close my eyes as I whisper back, “Fuck me.”
Killian pulls back and stares at me. “One more time?” He demands, his fingers digging into my skin.
Licking my lips, my eyes slide down to his pants. “I said,” I purr, reaching forward and grabbing hold of his cock through the thick material of his jeans. “Fuck. Me.”
Killian’s eyes darken as he stares at me hungrily. Stepping forward and closing the remaining distance between us, he moves his hand from my jaw to the back of my neck. Gripping hard, he pulls my head back, running his nose up my throat as he hums, “As you wish.”
I gasp as I’m suddenly yanked upward and thrown over Killian’s shoulder. Giggling, I grab hold of the fabric of his shirt. Killian marches over to the door and flicks the lock before turning toward the front of the room. “No.” I squirm as he makes his way toward the professor’s desk. “Killian, come on. I didn’t mean right now.”
A sharp smack to my ass silences my protests shortly before he throws me down onto the wooden desk. Leaning his body over mine, Killian smirks. “Come on my little firecracker. We both know how badly you want me to fuck you in this classroom.”
Running his finger down my throat, he stops at the neckline of my shirt, hooking his fingers under the thin material. “You want me to take you.” Yanking, he rips the shirt down the center, leaving my bra exposed. “You want me to ruin you.” Slipping his hand into the cup of my bra, he frees my breasts so they are propped up from the support. Killian flicks his eyes up to mine as he slowly lowers onto one of my nipples, running his tongue in circles around the pebbled nub. “Say the word, baby girl.” He murmurs, his hand snaking down to find the hem of my jeans, slowly unbuttoning and unzipping them.
I pant underneath him, already delirious with need. Before I can think too much about where we are and what we’re about to do, I nod my head. “Yes. Yes I want you. Right here and now.”
Before I can get the last words out, Killian pulls away and rips my jeans down my body. I lay before him in just my underwear,my chest exposed underneath the tattered shirt. “So fucking gorgeous.” He murmurs, his look of pure adoration washing away years of insecurity.
This man adores me. He wants my body. Wantsme.
I blink several times, overwhelmed at the realization that I’m more than just a fuck toy to him. He told me he loves me. And I believe him.
My mind focuses again and I find myself staring at Killian’s cock, standing tall and proud. I must have gotten lost in my head again and missed him undoing his pants enough to free the beast. My thighs clench as I watch a bead of precum spill from the head.
“You want it fast or slow, baby girl?”
My head tilts up and I find Killian watching me with the same hunger in his eyes as I feel. “Fast.” I reply, my voice husky with need. “Fuck, I need younow.”
Killian steps between my legs, pushing my panties to the side and lining up with my pussy. With a roll of his hips, he pushes the head of his cock inside of my aching center.
