Page 63 of Where We Belong


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“Just get out.” I turned away from him, a lone tear slipping down my face. “Please.”

He didn’t move.

A heavy sigh left his lungs, and then I heard fabric moving.

“Daisy, come here.”

I didn’t turn because more tears were falling, and I didn’t want him to see. When I didn’t move, he finally just pulled me back against his chest. I felt his length press against my ass, and his hand moved around my torso until he was cupping my breast.

“I haven’t fucked anyone since I was nineteen.”

My body stiffened. Words wouldn’t come, so I just waited to see if he’d expand.

His forehead landed against my shoulder. “Oral, but not actual fucking…I have a rule. Doesn’t really matter with you, but I wanted you to understand that it’s not just being afraid of getting too attached, it’s more than that.”

My mind went back to when he’d carelessly talked about where he chose to fuck women. All the times he made it seem as though he was with people.

“But you’d talked about being with?—”

His breath fanned my neck. “I lied.”

I wasn’t sure how to respond.

His arms tightened around me. “I’m not touching anyone else. I haven’t since that first day I saw you, three months ago. I knew you hated me with how mean I was, but there’s been no one else.”

“Not even oral?” I practically yawned because exhaustion was tugging at me.

His laugh reverberated through my chest.

“No, not even oral. Nothing and no one but you, Daisy.”

I didn’t know what to say, but there was a nagging question burning in the back of my mind. After several quiet minutes, I finally voiced it.

“Why nineteen…did something,” I wet my lips, “did something happen?”

His fingers toyed with my hair. “Simon trusted me to oversee my first job… he wanted me to start shadowing for VP. It was all I ever wanted, just didn’t want to fuck it up. One year turned into two, and I realized it was just going to be how I led the club.”

My heart pinched at the visual of a younger Killian so eager to find that one place he belonged, even after growing up in this club. He must have been so eager and excited to prove himself.

“Now, with that said, I do have an obsession with hearing you come apart at my touch, so I’m going to slide my hand between your thighs and make you come.”

My eyes snapped open, my breathing ragged, as he didn’t wait a single breath for me to ready myself.

With the hand cupping my breast, he tweaked my nipple, while his other hand moved down the expanse of my stomach until he was lightly caressing my clit.

With my legs closed, he let loose a growl while pulling my thigh over his hip, which gave him ample access to my spread center. His cock was also tucked into the crevice of my ass, the tip poking at my soaked entrance, which he acknowledged with a hiss.

“You’re going to drench my cock, Daisy. Just because I’m not going to fuck you doesn’t mean you won’t feel me.”

He jerked his hips back, and his length slid through my wetness, right as his hand returned to my clit, rubbing circles.

My moan was sultry and desperate.

“That feel good, Daisy?” His lips were right at my ear, as he continued to rub his cock through my arousal.

With one grunt, he shoved his hips forward, and his hand held his cock in place, pushing it, so it was sliding in-between the lips of my swollen slit.

“Move your ass, Daisy. Slide that pussy over my cock.”

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