Page 43 of King of Depravity

“Done?” he asks, where he’s reading his phone on the couch.

“For today,” I say. “I don’t know about you, but I’ve been short on sleep.”

“Yeah.” He walks across the room, I hear the thud of his feet on the cement before he presses his front to my back. “Bed sounds like an excellent idea.”

I smile, knowing we’re thinking the same thing. No man has ever made more of a difference in my life and since we’re all about exchanging favors, it’s time I showed him just how much I appreciate what he’s done for me.

My hands are still in the water as he slides his over my hips, pulling my ass tighter into the cradle of his hips.

He nuzzles into my neck, nipping and sucking at the soft flesh at the base. I lean my head back on his shoulder, the feel of his body and his hands like a balm.

For a moment yesterday, I was a victim again. And then Killian came crashing in, throwing all kinds of protections around me.

I’ve been living on my own, afraid to trust, but now that I’ve let him in…it’s amazing how much easier every part of my life feels.

He slides his hands from my hips, across my belly, and then between my legs, cupping my mound in his giant palm. We both groan, my hands frozen in the warm water spilling from the faucet, as my body shivers with desire.

He runs a finger along my seam, his other hand spreading out over my stomach. “Going to bed early is fun,” he rumbles close to my ear and then chuckles.

I laugh too, finally dropping my brushes in the sink before I turn off the water. “I just need to clean up?—”

“Tomorrow,” he says, sliding his finger between my legs again. “Right now, we’ve got a date.”

“This is a date?”

He’s kissing down my neck again. “As close as I get.”

I look back then, even as he circles my clit through my leggings. “Let me see. You’ve fed me three times today, watched me paint, took me to a job interview and a real estate showing. I think it might be like fifty dates all rolled into one.”

His fingers still as he straightens. “I suck at dating.” Then he smiles. “To be expected, I suppose.”

“I don’t think you suck at it,” I shake my head. But I mentally add that it would be easy for me to lose my head and my heart to this man.

And while I’m wide open to Killian, tonight made it clear that he’s still got a lot of walls up.

It’s funny, because we started in the most unconventional way possible, but I have somehow come to the conclusion that Killian is a catch. The kind of guy every girl dreams of landing.

Protective. Helpful. Strong. But he still leaves room for me and what I need. I doubt I’m the girl that gets to have that for too long.

Wasn’t Gris trying to tell me that today?

Whatever the future holds, I’m going to enjoy Killian for as long as I’ve got him.

“Maybe it’s just casual dating I’m no good at.”

A laugh bursts from my lips. “I will agree with that. Nothing has been low-key since the moment I met you.”

He laughs too, but his finger is still rhythmically sliding between my legs, a light touch that has me getting all sorts of tense. “We’ll take the rest of our relationship at whatever pace you’re comfortable, sweetheart.”

I turn then, my wet hands sliding up his bare back. “I like your pace just fine, Killian.” And then I kiss him.

He holds me close, kissing me back, his tongue sliding into my mouth as his hands cup my ass, pulling me tight against him.

My answer is to lift one of my legs, wrapping it around the back of his, opening up to him.

He rumbles against my lips, the vibration making me ache, as he grabs my knee and pulls the leg up to his waist. It makes his cock press right into my most sensitive parts. “Mmm,” I moan into his mouth, my body arching deeper into his.

He massages my ass, making my clit rub against his rock-hard tip. “Yeah, baby girl,” he says between kisses. “Make all the noise you want. Want me to lick your pussy?”

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