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A year and half Chapter 18
Hope Between the smell of seafood and rich upstate lobbyists gloating about how they successfully cheated on their wives and got away with it, I didn't know which nauseated me the most. Nonetheless, after counting to ten in my head, I got up from the table I'd been sitting on and decided to take a breather because something about watching Maria stab the lobster meat with her fork and pry the shell open made my stomach turn in ways it shouldn't. I wasn't a big fan of seafood and my pregnancy only intensified the need to throw up. Excusing myself, I took the elevator up to the grand terrace where I leaned over the banister for a fresh breath. The skyline was beautiful—absolutely magnificent. I always loved how the blue haze of day fell and lifted to reveal the stars. It was euphoric—as if God had singlehandedly sprinkled glitters upon the most perfect of black portraits. I smiled, feeling the wind blow my hair into a tousled mane as I reminisced back to the days of
A year and half Chapter 19
Killian hadn't spoken much to me since we drove to the airport and got into his private jet. I didn't pry. I didn't think I needed to. I could only guess that he was still upset about yesterday since he'd left me alone at the party and went home. But I had the right to be upset too you know. I mean, if he hadn't played the asshole dictator role with me, I wouldn't have had to say those words. Notwithstanding this, we ended up both ignoring each other and I whiled away my time by reading one of the many novels I'd packed for this trip. It wasn't until he pulled out a small brown briefcase and slapped it open with a loud click on the table that I finally looked up from page 34 of Elle Kennedy's novel, claimed."This is our backstory." He slapped the flat document down on the table.Well, look who finally decided to speak."Where we met, how we fell in love, how I proposed, our acquaintances, etcetera." He continued.I dropped my novel and picked up the paper. "I take it you've already
A year and half Chapter 20
As we walked through the marbled hallway and entered our room, my jaw dropped. Holy, It was spacious and beautiful and moderately designed. The downside, however, was that I was going to be sharing it with Killian. I stared at the bed. The knowledge we'd be squished together rattled my nerves. It took only his lips on mine to shake me. What if I rolled over in my sleep and my fingers accidentally touched something? What if he decided to rile me up by flirting in bed? What if he was a naked sleeper? Irritation bit me from the ridiculous situation and the realization that it couldn't be helped. We needed to keep the guise going and I couldn't afford any room for slip-ups. Once the helpers were done and they'd left, I turned to him. "We might be sharing this room but I'm not sharing a bed with you." He turned, peeling off the first piece of his suit. "I don't bite, Hope. Well, not unless you want me to." I rolled my eyes. "I'll sleep on the couch." "You'
A year and half Chapter 21
The rest of the evening passed in a haze of bizarre conversations that I did not want to take part in but was forced to. The fondness they all felt for Killian was evident and even though I felt terrible for having to lie to them, I managed to smile and drink and even eat what Killian had fed to me. He'd been particularly attentive to my needs tonight. He gave me the attention that delighted his family, so much so that they awed and cooed a few times. Nonetheless, as soon as I was out of that room, a massive wave of relief washed over me. I finally exhaled properly without having someone snap their head to me when I did. "Why don't you go up to the room while I see Eve to hers?" Killian suggested, his hand interlaced with mine as we walked down the hall. He didn't let go even though no one was following us. I didn't have a problem with it either so I let him. "Sure." I nodded. "I won't take too long." He assured me and let my hand go before walking away. Releasing a sigh, I padd
A year and half Chapter 22
"I love when a woman knows what she wants." Killian moaned, his hand sliding down my face, my throat, my neck, and my shoulders. "It drives me crazy." He gripped the hem of the towel on my chest and ripped it away, leaving me utterly naked once more. I bit my lip. His eyes darkened with desire, caressing my body as though he wanted to devour me. It made me smolder. "Have you cum yet?"I felt a rush of heat between my legs at his question. "W-Why are you asking?"His eyes tore away from my body and found mine. "Answer my question. Have you cum yet?""Yes." I sucked on my lip. "I have.""Good. You're going to make yourself cum again and I'm going to watch you do it."A perverse thrill shot through me. I shivered. "You want to watch me touch myself?""Yes Hope, I want to watch you pleasure yourself properly." He leaned down and wrapped his hand softly around my throat. "You'll do it, won't you?"I pressed my lips together, too anxious to speak. I admit the idea was scorching hot in my
A year and half Chapter 23
KillianI was certain I was going to regret this. I wanted her so bad that I forgot the fact that sleeping together could complicate things. But fuck, I couldn't care less, not at this moment, not when she'd pleasured herself in front of me, not when she was now laying bare with her pussy glistening, begging to be fucked. God, she was so beautiful, it was taking everything in me not to fuck her brutally. A primal feeling bloomed in my chest. It was different. With Rosey and the other women, it was just fucking, but with her, I wanted much more. I wanted to give her much more. What the hell was she doing to me? "Killian..." Her lips parted and her tongue darted out to wet the dryness.Fuck me. I brought my fingers up to her mouth. "Suck them. Prove how much you want my cock."With her eyes on me, she took me deep inside her mouth, running her tongue around and between my fingers, sliding it in and out of her mouth, envisioning what she would do to my cock if it ever got in her mout
A year and half Chapter 24
HopeI spent the first thirty minutes of my day convincing myself that last night was just one big undesirable dream and I wasn't the one who got fucked to oblivion. It simply couldn't be me. Someone else was moaning, sweating, and grabbing the sheets. Someone else was squirming, quivering, and... Oh my god, begging.I believed that if I closed my eyes tight enough and wished it all away it would leave but who was I kidding?The delicious soreness between my thighs definitely didn't come as a result of self-pleasure. He'd been the one, the smell of sex all over the sheets proved it. I also remembered it vividly; the whispers of sweet nothings, my thumping heart, the heat of his skin, his weight on me, the warmth of his mouth, his fingers, his-the content in my stomach slashed around. I clapped my hand over my mouth and shuffled my way to the bathroom to double over the toilet and vomit until the only thing coming out were horrible dry heaves. Sighing, I flushed and walked to the sin
A year and half Chapter 25
KillianI was getting married in a few days and just had sex with my child's mother whom I was supposed to dislike. If that wasn't cliche I didn't know what was. It was certain now that my initial decision to sleep with Hope and wring her out of my system had backfired. I'd wanted her just for one night, I'd wanted to touch her so bad that I had damned the consequences. And now, I was paying for it because one night and I was already longing for way too much. And I tried, believe me, I tried to rid myself of these feelings, I even sunk out of bed this morning and went for a long run thinking it would help clear my head but it didn't. It wasn't possible anymore. I had feelings for her: desire, want, the need to claim, to own, and then there was this particular feeling blooming in my chest that I was unable to name. And I wasn't sure I wanted to.A tight ball of rage twisted in my gut. I hated this. I hated not understanding myself. Fuck, It had been only been two weeks and she had
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