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“…Because you’re controlling my life,”I confessed, and he narrowed his eyes at me.
“And that’s because you let me.” He concluded, and I remained silent. In a sense, I did let him.. but what choice did I have? His eyes darkened further as I whispered. “Well, what choice do I have?” He stood up slowly, a sinister smile coating his lips as I watched him approach me.
“You’ve always had a choice, Brielle. You were just smart enough to choose the right ones.” He stopped before me, and I gulped softly as his hand lifted my chin to make eye contact with him.
“You need me, Brielle. You want the security, stability, and comfort.. at least that’s what you’ve always wanted for Delilah.”
I wanted to hate him… I did hate him for so many reasons.. “That doesn’t mean I can’t hate you for controlling my life.”
“You can’t hate me..” He asserted, and I bit my lip as he leaned in slowly.“Not when you belong to me..”He muttered, and I felt myself wither as his lips pressed against mine. His hands ran down my torso, and I held in a moan as my body felt heated simply by his touch.
He pulled away after a moment as my thighs involuntarily tightened and whispered, his voice laced with lust and desire. “….How much do you hate me?” He asked, and I shook my head.
“Still.. so much..” I whispered, and he hummed.
“You don’t think the feelings are mutual? You don’t think I hate how fucking captivating you are? You don’t think I hate how gentle and compassionate you can be.. how you fucking cloud my mind by just fucking existing?” He asked, and I almost flinched as he put his hands in my hair, pulled my head to the side, and placed a small kiss on my exposed neck. He breathed me in and groaned as he spoke.
“Every day, I find myself losing control when it comes to you. I feel myself unraveling.. wanting to give in to every want and every desire you ignite in me.. Every single day.”
My hands found his chest as I savored his mouth on my neck. Memories of the night before flooded my mind again, and I spoke with a whisper.
“What if I wanted you to… take control?” He furrowed his eyebrows slightly as he pulled away slightly.
“Meaning?” He asked, and I shrugged timidly as he leaned down closer. The tension in the room could be cut with a knife, and I felt my skin go hot as he ran his hands up and down my thighs slowly. “You want me to take control… over what?” He whispered, and I gulped softly as I gazed into his eyes.
“… Me..” I whispered, and he didn’t say anything for a moment.
“Getting this involved, Brielle.. can lead to consequences.. It will change ourdynamic,” He whispered, and I nodded softly.
“I-I know..” I answered, and he breathed in heavily as he squeezed my thighs in his hands.
“You gave me a taste.. last night at the gala.. and that was that. After tonight, what if I want more, hmmm? What if I won’t be able to get enough of you.”
“Well.. what if I wanted more…” I whispered, and he shook his head.
“You told me yourself.. you still hate me…You don’t know what you want..” He muttered, and I bit my lip as a surge of confidence pushed through me.
“And you do?”I asked, and he paused.
He looked at me for a moment, and before I knew it, his lips were against mine as his hand gripped my neck. I felt my breath leave my body as my arms wrapped around his neck. Forcing his tongue into my mouth, he dominated the kiss as his hand tightened around my throat. Mixing the feeling of need between my thighs and the lack of air from his control, I felt the craving for him rise.
Removing his hand from my neck, he placed his hands under my thighs before standing up. As he held me, I ran my hands through his hair as I could feel his length against my core. He walked toward his bedroom, and I had to hold in a moan as he lowered his mouth to my collarbone. As he placed his open-mouthed kisses, I could barely keep it together as my panties dampened.
Eventually, he laid me against the bed, and I gasped as he pulled my bottoms down in one quick motion. As he forced my legs apart, I blushed heavily as he simply stared at me while he slowly pulled his shirt off. I moaned softly as he ran his thumb over my clit gently. As I held my legs back to my chest, he leaned down and hummed as I gulped.
“Fuck, I can’t wait to taste you again..” He muttered, and before I could even think, his tongue latched to my clit. My back arched against the bed as my mouth opened, and I clutched his hair in my fists. He replaced my hands on my thighs, pushing me open more so I was exposed to him even more. His tongue worked magic, toying with my bud, teasing my entrance, and making me shiver in his hold.
“That feels so good.” I whimpered, and he placed a few kisses on my core before he took my clit between his lips again. As he sucked, he used two of his fingers at my entrance. As he sunk them into me, my breathing increased as he worked to make me cum in his mouth. Leaning up abruptly, I tried to push him away as he went even deeper, but he ignored me as his eyes met mine.
Falling against the bed, my release came in full force as my legs shook in his hold. I was breathless as he pulled away and slowly ran his thumb up and down my clit.
“You take birth control..” He muttered, almost as if he knew, and I bit my lip as I nodded, silently thanking OB/GYN for recommending me the pills because of my family’s history of PCOS symptoms.
He hummed in contentment, and my eyes widened slightly as he dropped his pants. “Good.” Was all he said, and I practically sat frozen as my eyes were locked on his bulging length. My face was absolutely beet red, and I almost choked on my spit as he climbed onto the bed.Is now a good time to tap out?
Before I was able to think, I squealed as he effortlessly pulled me to him by my ankles. His hand found the bottom of my top, and he pulled it off along with my bra before tossing it to the ground. Wetting his hand with his tongue, he coated his length. I flinched slightly as I felt him rub his tip along my folds.This was happening. This was really happening.
Leaning over me, he placed another kiss on my lips before leaning his forehead against mine. As he slowly pushed in, I bit my lip as the pain became almost unbearable. It was excruciating, and though I’d read many books that described the experience like ripping off a bandaid or wanting to get it over with, I was thankful Killian was going at a relatively tolerable pace.
