All Chapters of Secretly Married To Her Professor : Chapter 31 - Chapter 36

"What do you want, Petal?" His tone was one of challenge, "Do you want it rough like he said you prefer?" Cillian sounded strange, there was a certain edge to his words that went beyond possessive, the look in his eyes razed yet it was darker than night."Tyler has never touched me. He wouldn't know what I like..." My words trailed off as heat spread through my cheeks, my stomach a flurry of butterflies and a threat of word vomit if I kept my mouth open.Cillian couldn't be... jealous, could he?"Look at me." He gripped my chin and lifted my face, I had no choice but to see and make him see just exactly what he was doing to me."Tell me what you want," he uttered those words with his lips flush against my skin, a strangled gasp clawed up my throat just as his voice sent waves of heat trickling down, making me clench...I felt just how soaked my panties were, still, it wasn't enough.What did I want?"I want...I want..." His lips pressed against my racing pulse with an open mouthed kiss

MOONThree days.Three days of two words maximum and a blank stare that made me feel like furniture and a couch that had apparently become his preferred sleeping arrangement, because God forbid Cillian O'Brien acknowledge that his face had been between my thighs.I had tried Tuesday night, leaning against the kitchen doorframe while he made tea, cracking something about Odyssey hogging the entire left side of the bed and he had looked up at me, held the look for four unbearable seconds and said 'mm' and turned back to the kettle. Wednesday I had asked if he wanted coffee and gotten 'no' without eye contact. Thursday I had stood in the hallway outside that locked attic door and listened to the faint sounds of movement inside and talked myself out of knocking three separate times.He was doing it on purpose. The blankness, the distance, the careful nothing of it. Like I had imagined the whole thing. Like his hands hadn't gripped my thighs hard enough to leave dents in my skin.The wors

Shaun was in the entrance hall when I came downstairs and I stopped halfway because he was standing there in a black tux with his hair actually styled and the whole picture of him made me blink twice.He looked goooood!Less like the lanky man who i doubted could protect himself much less me and more like some 007 duplicate."Shaun." I pointed up and down at him. "What the hell, you absolutely dashing!"He turned and his face broke into a full grin, smug but genuine. "And you," his eyes went over me once, honest and appreciative without being weird about it, "are going to be the most beautiful woman in that room tonight, I promise you that."Heat climbed up my neck fast and I was so deeply, genuinely grateful to be black in that moment because my cheeks would have been absolutely unmanageable otherwise."Okay." I pressed my lips together to stop the smile, "Flattery received, thank you, where's—"The sound of footsteps on the stairs cut me off.I turned around and my jaw nearly separ