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He gently guided my hands above my head and then gave me a savage grin. “This part you’re going to have to forgive me for.” He laughed, and then with one hand on my wrists, the other gripped the edge of the blanket and ripped it down.
He stared at my chest, and I knew my nipples were poking the thin fabric of my tank top, revealing how cold I still was. His hands went to the hem and lifted it all the way above my head.
“Killian!” My yell came out muffled as the fabric passed over my face.
His hips were over mine, as he straddled me, and he began using my tank top to bind my wrists together.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I yelled, trying to buck him off my waist, but it was a futile attempt. We both knew it.
He pulled his shirt off, then warned me not to move as he stood to shrug off his jeans, until he was in a pair of black boxer briefs. The fabric hugged his muscular thighs, raising as his knees bent, revealing twin tattoos on his upper thighs. They were nautical star maps, and they were completely beautiful. He was straddling me again, and I was so distracted by his beauty that I hadn’t even fought him.
“Eyes up here, Daisy.”
My hands couldn’t move and were trapped above my head. My bare breasts were on full display, my nipples were hard and pointing at the ceiling. My stomach clenched as I tried to lift my hips, but all it did was help his erection to dig into me.
“Fuck, you need to stop moving or else we’re going to have an even bigger secret between us.”
I knew he meant we’d fuck, and I wasn’t ready for that, but hearing that he wasn’t either was disheartening for some insane reason.
“Why did you want to tie my wrists?” I couldn’t help squirming the smallest bit again.
His smile returned as he leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.
“So I could see you.”
I lifted my hips, hating how good his erection felt against me. “You’re doing more than seeing me.”
His tongue slowly lapped at my right nipple, leaving a trail of goosebumps. “Realized seeing wouldn’t be enough.”
He left a wet trail along my skin as he continued to suck and lick my breast. “That’s the problem with you, Daisy. It’s never fucking enough for me. I always have to have one more look, a taste, something. It’s why you’re such a complication.”
His kisses moved down to the underside of my breasts, while his finger toyed with the band at my hip. “If I feel under this fabric right now, are you going to be wet for me? What would you do if I fucked your tits right now?”
I had no words. As much as I knew I should be keeping him away, there was also a desperate part of me that wanted to see him lose control. I wanted his attention, his desire and his lust. I wanted the part of him that was raw and animalistic. I had seen his softer side. I wanted the primal side to come out and play, and I had no idea why. It should terrify me, I should tuck tail and surrender, let him know he’s won whatever fucked-up game this was between us.
Instead, I locked my gaze with his and breathed, “Do it.”
His eyes narrowed, but they hooded too. I knew I had him when he let my hands go and gripped my hips.
“I’m serious, Daisy. Don’t say yes unless you understand what’s going to happen. I’m going to stay straddled over you, pull out my cock and slide it between these fucking delicious tits. Then I’m going to?—”
“I said do it,” I snapped, lifting my hips.
I knew what I was saying yes to, and I hated myself for it.
His gaze lowered to his erection hidden under his boxers, and while he hadn’t tied my wrists to anything, I continued to keep them bound and over my head.
The room was quiet, and all I could hear was my ragged breathing as I peered down the length of my body and finally caught a glimpse of that glorious appendage that surely aided this dominant male with all the absurd confidence he carried around. The head of his dick was a purplish hue mixed with a dark tan. He pulled from the left side of his boxers, popping free the entire fucking thing and robbing me of breath. He was huge…and as his thumb rubbed over the liquid beading at the tip, I realized with a shaky breath that he was pierced.
My eyes widened as I took in the silver loop connected to the tip of his cock. I’d never been with anyone who’d been pierced, well not on the dick. I was with a guy who had his nipples pierced, but it wasn’t my thing. This, however, was absolutely my thing…or maybe it was simply because it was Killian.
“Must have missed this that night you begged me to come on your tongue.” He smirked, slowly rubbing his thumb over the piercing.
I silently answered by stretching my arms higher to force my chest out. I still didn’t remember that night in full detail, but apparently, I had turned into a greedy little slut for the guy who consistently broke my heart. Sounded typical for me.
His eyes gleamed as he lifted onto his knees and moved from my hips to bracing my ribs and then he was even closer, straddling just under my chest, but keeping enough distance that he wasn’t crushing me.
“I’m going to need you to lower your arms and help push your tits together.”
