SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 78 - SEVENTY EIGHT

- HAZEL -

I am completely spent.

My whole body is relaxed yet overwhelmed at the same time.

How many times? I ask myself, staring at the ceiling from the comfort of his bed. My vision is dazed and my head is still wrapped around my orgasms. Our orgasms.

How many rounds? I couldn’t count. But it felt so good.

I lean my body lazily to the side to face him. Our bodies wet the mattress so we’re in a different room. His other room. I find it odd that there are more than one master bedrooms in this mansion, but he surely must love his privacy.

"Not coming to join me? I miss holding you." I whine, adoring him from afar. He’s working. I don’t know what he’s working on but he has been working since.

After taking my collapsed body in his arms, out of his room to his other room, Killian put me to bed. I felt his arms around me in a cuddle before dozing off but I woke up to slightly cold sheets.

I could tell he’s been up for a while.

Killian spares me a gaze and returns his eyes back to his laptop. He writes something down in a pad. "Not yet, kitten."

I sit up and try to stand but a sting washes over me. My hips hurt. "Not even for a minute?" I ask, my lips forming a line.

"Will you let me go after a minute?" Killian’s voice deepens. "Fuck that. Would I want to go?" He exhales. His jaw tightens and he looks at his laptop again.

He’s wearing ash sweatpants and a black, two finger gloves. He’s shirtless. At least, that’s something we have in common. Apart from these sheets, nothing blocks me from nakedness.

"I just need to complete this research."

Research?

I fall back into the bed with my back, facing the ceiling. "Thinking about school while I’m here begging for your attention is a red flag."

I hear a soft chuckle. "Everything about me is a.." He pauses for a second. "’red flag’ Hazel. Yet you want to be with me." The sound of fingers making their way against keyboard keys ring in my ears. "Done!" Killian whispers. He gets up from his chair and walks to me.

Killian squats to face me. His hand makes its way to the small of my back and he pulls me to him in a hug. "You should stay away." Killian mutters. I swallow.

His body leaves mine and he places a gentle kiss on my forehead. That kiss goes right through every nerve in my body. "Although I won’t let you." These words make my stomach churn. "I’ve gotten too accustomed to you."

I lean my head forward to kiss him. Killian shifts his head back. "I still have a lot of work to do, darling." That makes a frown form on my face. "If I stay with you longer, I fear we won’t leave this bed for days." A hand cups the side of my face. I rest my head on his palm, enjoying the warmth. He runs his finger down my cheeks and holds my chin between his fingers. "The things I want to do to you, Hazel." My lips part slowly on its own. Killian’s face is so close to mine. He leans his head closer. I feel his lips brush against mine. "If you knew, you’d run."

I attempt to shift my leg but the ache I feel makes me halt. Killian locks his lips with mine. At first, he pulls his tongue out, leaving our lips touching. I feel his breath fan my face. Killian closes the space between us, still pressing his face hard against mine.

I moan in his mouth as he suck my lower lip gently. His other hand makes its way underneath the sheets. A gasp leaves my lips the moment he taps my core. I’m soaking already. Killian’s other hand holds my head to his face as he devours my mouth not so gently anymore. I feel his body prowl higher, overpowering mine and I tilt my neck high to keep my mouth locked in his.

Is this going to be another round? His knee brushes my thigh. I wince. I can feel a finger play with my clit.

"And your body can’t take it." Killian mutters in my mouth. He nibs my lower lip, sucking me hard before slowly taking his tongue out of my mouth.

I think he heard me wince. "Go to bed." He says, getting off me.

"I am on bed." I shoot back calmly.

He strikes a glare at me. My heart races in my chest for a second till the end of his lips curls. "Sleep, kitten." Killian stands before me and tucks me in. "I’ll join you soon."

Killian walks away towards a corner in the room. I guessed it to be his closet. The moment his eyes are off me, I raise my upper body, following him with my gaze. I don’t want to sleep without him.

"Tell me what part of your body hurts, I’ll give you a massage." Killian says. He walks to me with a small cream cup in his hand. Oh...

My heart melts.

"Every part." I say, pulling my hand over my face, trying to hide my giggles.

"Turn around. I’ll start with your back." Killian says. He sits by my side.

"I can’t move." I say to him. "My legs hurt."

Killian supports my body in his hand and carefully turns me over. "And you wanted more. How much do you hate yourself?"

I flash him a peering gaze. "Just massage me."

The cover comes off and a pleasant scent fills my nose. That is one very well scented ointment. "You enjoy telling me what to do, don’t you?"

"Very much so." I say to him.

"Lay still. I’ll massage your full body."

I rest my jaw on my hand. "Just don’t get turned on when doing so. I do have very promising body parts." I grin, keeping my head forward.

"I make no promises." Killian says. The moment his hand touches my back, I felt a wave of relief run down my spine. The ointment gives a cooling effect to my body and his hands presses me so gently. "Tell me if it hurts."

"It doesn’t." I moan. "You’re so good with your fingers, Killian." My eyes roll. His hand touches every spot I had no idea ached. "Have you done this before?" I ask, sinking my head into the pillow. "You’re so gentle and a master at touching women gently."

A hand smacks my ass. I gasp into the pillow. "What makes you think it was women?" He asks. My brow creases.

"Certainly, not men."

"Aside from Liam."

Liam?

"My brother." Killian adds. Oh. I had no idea he has a brother. I wonder how many siblings he’s got. "I lost my parents at a young age. I took the role as his father ever since. Trust that rascal to get into trouble a lot." Killian chuckles.

I smile. This is the first time I’ve heard him talk about someone else. He sounds calm saying this. "You must care about him so much."

"I do." Killian says. I want to ask him something but a moan slips out of my mouth.

"Your fingers are a different kind of heaven." I moan breathlessly.

"I take that compliment with a proud chest." He says.

I giggle. "Cocky."

His lips press on my ass cheek. "You like me that way." He bites me. Oh God, is he trying to ruin me more than I already am? My mind already imagined fifty ways his mouth can give me pleasure.

"Do you have any more siblings?" I ask, my words are muffled due to my head resting into the pillow.

"Nope." Another cooling effect makes my body melt. He just reapplied more ointment. I’m taking this with me when I leave here. Not just the scent, but everything about the ointment is divine.

"I have a few." I say, trying to keep the conversation.

"I know."

My body stiffens for a second and I turn my head to look at him.

"Kate." He says.

Oh, figures. I turn my head back. Now that he mentioned her, I wonder how she’s doing. Hopefully, great. Hopefully, she’s okay.

A hand gropes my ass. "You’re quiet."

"Just thinking." I murmur. His hand gently sinks into the skin of my ass. Normally, I would’ve said it was due to the massage but he’s fondling my ass too much. He sure is taking his time.

"About what?" He asks.

"Since when are you concerned about my thoughts?" I ask nicely, leaving the half grin on my face.

A hand holds my hair and he pulls me back. I grunt. "Since you became mine." Killian lets go of me.

"Hm. You haven’t answered me yet though. Which other women have you laid your hands on? Aside my best friend of course." I swallow. Normally, I’d find it weird to talk about her with him but it comes out easily. Killian never brings her up unless I do. And when I do, the atmosphere remains the same. He’s not tense at all. I kind of like that although I can’t tell if it’s a good thing or not.

"One woman. Aside from my mom, just one woman."

I raise a brow. Killian’s parents are dead. I don’t know how young he was when they died but I don’t want to ask. This woman is someone I’m intrigued to know about on the other hand. "Tell me about this woman."

His hand runs down my thigh, gently pressing into me. "There’s nothing to tell. She was a past lover. I don’t talk about old news."

My lips form a line. Will I become old news too? The thought scares me.

Will he not talk about me to his future lover? To Kate?

A saddened gaze replaces my initial one.

"Don’t overthink. You’re not her. You’ll never be."

"I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing."

"A good one. She’s despicable. And I say this genuinely. I won’t badmouth someone just because we’re not on good terms." I believe that. I don’t know why but I do. "Leaving her was the best thing I did."

I sigh.

"It led me to you. You’ll never be old news to me, Hazel."

"Not when you’re getting married."

"Do you want me to keep talking freely with you or not?" Killian asks. My eyes widen. I can sense the threat in that sentence.

"Okay, okay, I refuse to be a teenager. I won’t overthink."

"Good girl." He says to me. His hand holds my ankle and he twists my foot around gently. "I’ll never give you a reason to doubt my intention. I promise."

I turn my head to face him. "Okay." I say to him with a smile. For some reason, I believe him. I’m a fool for doing so but I’m a proud fool. "Since we’re speaking of exes," I turn my head forward and rest my chin on the pillow. "I had a very bad one. The jerk slept with my friend on our anniversary."

Killian scoffs.

"I know right?" I roll my eyes. "It hurt badly. I wanted to turn my feelings off the night I caught them." The image of Ivy wearing lingerie while my ex put his cock inside her on his bed flashes through my mind. Of course I didn’t see him slide in, I just know what people do when having sex. "Then I called you."

A deep chuckle slid in my ears. "So I was the rebound, escape sex."

"Bingo."

Killian laughs.

"Meeting you was the best decision I made. Although..." I sigh. "I can’t help but think I’m repeating history."

"If it makes you feel better, Kate and I are in an open relationship."

My eyes widen. What the fuck? She’s with this god and chose to be in an open relationship?! Like no woman wouldn’t want to throw herself at Killian.

I mean, Kate is beautiful too, but come on! Look at this sex god massaging my body!

"That’s shocking. I never thought she was into that." Unless he suggested it. I shoot him a judging stare.

"Apparently, it is what it is." Killian massages my other foot. My legs already feel way better than it did a few minutes ago. "Meeting you was one of the best, yet, surprising thing that happened to me." Hearing him say this makes a smile form on my face.

"I have a question."

"Go ahead." Killian says. His fingers run over my toes gently. "I lost everything relating to our first night together. Down to our texts. Was that a glitch or was it intentional?"

Killian doesn’t say a thing but his hands still massages my body. "I’m turning you around, kitten." He informs me then slowly turns me around, laying me to face the ceiling. Because of the massage, the duvet cover isn’t over my body and I’m naked in front of him.

Tits and nipples pointy. Bare body. I don’t feel ashamed.

"I did that." Killian takes some ointment in his hand and rubs it on my shoulder. "I didn’t want to leave any trace."

"Not even a memory? Why?"

He leans into my face then presses his lips on mine. "Honey, a night with me can’t easily be forgotten."

"Then why?" I kiss him back, murmuring in his mouth.

"Somethings are best left as a memory. That was what I thought back then. Never thought I’d see you again. Never thought we’d be here today." He holds my hand up carefully, pummeling his fingers tenderly into my arm.

That is understandable. I never knew I’d meet him again. But he has that dick that sticks even after he’s gone. "No hard feelings here." I smile at him. Killian sneaks me a gaze, returning my smile then averts his eyes back to my body. He seems so into what he’s doing and I like it. "I do have one more question though."

"Can I stop you from asking if I request so?"

"Nope."

His grin widens. "Go ahead."

"The night we met, I texted you with an intention. I was so determined to fuck my ex’s friend for revenge." I take a short pause, enjoying the feel of his hand kneading into my chest. "You’re so much older. I can’t imagine you knowing someone like us. The age group is what I mean. So how?"

From the look on his face, I can tell he’s trying to remember. "If I remember correctly, we first met at a grill." freewebnøvel.coɱ

I nod slowly. His hand fondles my breasts. I can’t help but let out a gasp.

"I wasn’t present for the get together. My reason for being there was solely regarding something else."

"Then how did Resa have your number?" The question leave my mouth before I could even process it.

"Accidentally. A white mistake."

I raise a brow. Is this where I dive in further or not? "Do you know someone named Tristan?" I ask. This is a rather dumb question. That name is very common here, it’s likely that he knows a Tristan and they’re different people. I just wish Killian wasn’t answering so vaguely yet not so vaguely.

"The name surely rings a bell. Although I doubt it’s someone you know." His hand massage my sides. I whimper, biting my lower lip. "Oh yes, that side. My waist hurts a lot." I flinch. The relief pulsing through my waist as he handles me is indescribable.

"Do you have any more questions regarding the night we met?"

I pause to think. None that I can remember. I shake my head.

"I’ll join you once I’m done. Touching you is very addictive."

A half grin spreads across my face. The night has been so sweet and warm. Very welcoming too. Score one for me!