Page 85 of Last Round

“I’d choose you too.”

He smiles. “We’ll make it through this, together.” Killian presses a tentative kiss to my lips. I deepen the connection, releasing all the negative energy into something positive. I refuse to let Tony take anything else from me. Especially Killian.

He picks me up from the stool and carries me back to the bedroom. Where we continue to devour each other in the world’s hottest make-out session. I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head.

“Are you sure?” Killian asks.

Grabbing his hand, I press it to my breast. “Yes, I want you to touch every part of me. The only memory I want on me is yours.”

Killian doesn’t need to be told twice. Just as I requested, his mouth, tongue, caresses every inch of my flesh. By the time he makes it to my center, I’m dripping, desperate for him to touch me. He gives my slit a long, slow lick. “Fuck,” he grumbles. “You taste incredible. I could stay between your legs all night—no, all week—eating this pussy. Forever, if you’d let me. Do you know what makes this pussy so sweet?”

“No,” I say on a moan as he shoves his tongue deep inside me.

“That it’s mine.”

“Killian,” I keen as he latches on to my clit and proceeds to pump me full of his fingers. He continues to alternate between sucking and licking as he brings me to climax several times. Once he’s gotten his full, he hovers over me. I pull his face to mine and savor my juices that coat his mouth. “I need you inside me.”

“Whatever you need, I’m yours.”

I push down his shorts as he pulls off his shirt. When he goes to retrieve the condom from the nightstand, I stop him. “No.” He looks down at me. “I mean, I want you. All of you. No protection. I don’t want anything between us.” He glances between me and the drawer. “I’m on the pill,” I try to ease his concern. “And I’m clean.”

“I’m clean too,” he verifies before kissing me. Reaching between us, he dips his fingers into my channel, then rubs the juices along his cock.

“Holy shit,” I cry out as he nudges at my entrance. The moisture on his piercings mixed with the AC chills the metal; it’s cold as it comes in contact with my hot flesh.

“Fuck,” he grunts. “Your pussy feels amazing as she swallows my cock.” Barbell by barbell, he slips farther inside me. The sensation is so much different without the latex. Killian is slow as we make love, savoring the contact just as much as I do. “Are you ready for me to fill you with my cum?” he asks as he increases his speed.

“Uh-huh,” I mewl. My body coils tight as my climax approaches.

“Fuck, clench harder,” he tells me. “Strangle my cock.” He groans as I do as he requests. Killian presses his thumb to my clit, sending me overboard. He swallows my moans as he slams deep and enjoys his own release. Killian pulls out gently. Instead of getting out of bed and retrieving a towel as usual, he runs his finger through the mess we made before shoving it inside me. “Is it wrong that I think it’s hot that you’re full of my cum right now?”

“Honestly, no,” I admit. “It really turned me on thinking about it the whole time.”

“Even though you said you’re on the pill, all I was thinking about was making you pregnant.”

“Really?” I chuckle.

“Yeah, and in the past, that idea would fucking terrify me. But now,” he says as he continues to play with our fluids. “It excites me.” Killian kisses me again before getting off the bed. As he cleans me, I think about what he said.

“I want kids.”

He stops what he’s doing to look at me.

“Eventually. I mean, if it happened today, I’d be upset. But if you were to ask me in a few years, I’d say yes.” He doesn’t comment, so I press, “What about you?”

“I don’t know. I guess I feel the same. Like I said, up until very recently, the answer was a definite no. Even thought about having the boys snipped, but my ego wouldn’t let a doctor put anything sharp near my balls. But now, if it were with you, I’d want that.”

“We could pretend.”

“To have kids?”

My cheeks flush with embarrassment.

“What fantasy does my Little Miss Molly have? If you tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine.”

I play with the ends of my hair. “I don’t know, thinking of us possibly making a baby got me super horny.” Killian arches a brow. “Not saying I want to get pregnant right now,” I ease that concerned look he’s giving me. “Just saying the concept, the thrill of it all... it’s hot. So, what if while we were having sex, maybe we pretended that we were making a baby.”

“Like practice?”

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