"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

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

HopeThe last forty-eight hours of my life had been a total mind fuck. From having sex with Killian again, to enduring long, chatty conversations focused on weddings and love, then dealing with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law and relatives all prying into my personal life. Not to mention, the tedious shopping spree. Bridal dress testing. Pre-wedding photoshoot, and now, having lunch with Killian. I tossed my plate of food back and forth, and I could tell Killian was staring at me but I didn't bother to lift my head. I continued to make a mess, knowing I was just half a day away from selling myself to him in front of the church. "You need to stop playing with your food and eat." He finally spoke."I can't seem to work up an appetite," I replied honestly, still stirring my food."Why?"I wrinkled my forehead. "I don't know.""Well at least eat just a little." He bit irritably. My head snapped up. "Don't tell me what to do.""It appears someone needs to." He leaned back in his cha

Everything that happened after we left the cathedral played out in fast motions. We drove in Killian's limousine to the makeshift dining hall reserved for family and a few friends who wined and dined.We danced, toasts were made, and speeches were read. We ate. And after I'd smiled so much that my cheeks hurt, I decided it was time to return to our suite.I'd left without Killian because I couldn't find him anywhere and when I'd asked Gwen she'd told me he'd left with his friend, Brad.I climbed up the mahogany stairs alone to the Master Bedroom already furnished to taste with everything we would be needing.I pulled my heels off and padded to the bathroom where I stood in front of the rectangular mirror and began to rid myself of all my accessories. The multiple bobby pins went off first. I worked a handful of pins free and detached the jeweled clasp, letting my hair cascade in soft waves down my back. It took me about twenty minutes to get out of my wedding dress. When I could fi

After our little play session at the pool lounge ended, Killian had taken me on a long tour around the city. Okay, rephrase.After Killian made me cum on a beach chair and coerced me into skinny-dipping with him in the pool, he'd taken me out for a long tour around the city. We visited a lot of places, some I remembered, some I didn't. We had lunch at one of those authentic Asian restaurants in China town that served bubble tea, which seemed to be an Asian trend at the moment. The control freak he was, Killian forced me to finish every single piece of roast duck on my plate including the one on his. Along the line, after visiting the iconic London Eye and splurging on a private pod for a trip to the adjacent Aquarium to see aquatic creatures from around the world, Killian got an urgent phone call from his secretary that abruptly cut the tour short. It was something about having to meet with one of his clients tonight and he had to return to the suite to prepare. Of course, he'd