Page 34 of Killian
I glanced over at Diesel. He shook his head and his brows knit, giving off thedon’t even think about itvibe. This made me smile for the first time in what felt like days.
Therefore, I said, “He’s a monster…” That was when I heard the growl. It was low, but it rumbled through the space. Diesel was making his way to the bar, and he wasn’t happy. This made me burst out laughing.
I might not have had control over much these days, but to bring a beast of a man to a growl felt damn good to my sarcastic soul.
Later on that night, I found myself in the office crunching the numbers from yesterday. Normally, I liked to keep a running total to keep the bar stocked and figure out what promotions worked and what didn’t. I thought mindless work like budgets and orders would calm me down.
Luckily, the bar was doing great because I’d need the money to fix up my house. I should’ve called my insurance guy today, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. It made the situation more real, and I surely didn’t want to go and see the destruction.
The office door opened. Killian entered, his eyes laser focusing on me. He appeared to be looking up and down my body, sending shivers along his path. The door shut, Killian locked it, then he was prowling to me. Yes.
Prowling like a black panther ready to make a kill.
It made me rise from my chair and take a step back. Unfortunately, that meant my back was against the wall, and there was nowhere else to go.
He got right in my space, his hands gripping the sides of my face, and he kissed me. He literally stole the breath from my lungs, and I had to grip onto him because I knew I was going to fall if I didn’t. He had that effect on me, the weak in the knees schoolgirl crap I thought had left me a long time ago.
Guessed that was wrong.
Killian was on fire. Before I could get my brain to start functioning again, he swiped everything from the desk causing it to fly everywhere. Even the laptop went for a ride. He had me on my back on the desk and undid my jeans. He released himself, pulled down my underwear, and slid inside of me. There was no preamble. No words spoken.
The only thing we had was the connection our eyes wouldn’t release us from. The more he moved, the higher I climbed. It was building and right there on the cusp.
His thrusts became feverish, each one moving the desk an inch or so more across the room. The moans escaped as my orgasm was about to wash over me.
He tilted my hips just a bit more to him, hitting the right spot both inside and out. It was the only time I lost eye contact with him, and my body shook as warmth flowed all over my skin. Yes. He was amazing at this.
It was only a few moments later when he pushed himself into the root and spilled inside of me.
My body was completely sagged, spent, and sated. Yes. He was by far the best lover I’d ever had.
“What was that?” I finally asked when my breathing started to even out.
He smirked that devilish smirk, twisting my insides. That damn smirk should be encased in gold and put on display. Just the sight of it would have women begging for more.
Well, maybe I didn’t want that. I liked that it was just for me. At least for now.
“Just fucked you, babe. Don’t think I gotta explain it.” He slowly and deliciously pulled out of me. Killian looked down and pressed my knees to my chest. I knew what he was looking at, his come seeping out of my channel. This was something I’d never done before in my life, having a man watch his sperm come out of my body. In the recesses of my mind, the thoughts of how wrong or gross this was kept trying to invade.
The one that stood out above all the rest, though, was how damn hot it was. Seeing the hungry look in Killian’s intense gaze, watching his cock twitch and his nose flair. “Just fucked you and wanna do it again.”
“I…” My mouth instantly shut, and he did exactly as he said. Fucked me again on my desk. And I should add, he fucked me senseless.
“You do know you’re going to buy me a new laptop if that’s broken. You’re in luck I save everything on the cloud, or you would have to lose that beautiful dick of yours,” I said, cleaning myself up with some Kleenex and pulling my jeans on. Yes, I had effectively come down from two sensational orgasms, but business was business, and the man was lucky I auto-saved all my shit. Orgasms or not, I’d have to hurt him. All Killian had to do was button his jeans. He didn’t go far out of his way to take me.
There was one small area on the denim that had come on it. I should’ve been the bigger person and told him, but I liked my mark on him. Sure, it was his come, but it was mine too. That shit mixes—trust me. I found myself proud to have this piece of us on him.
“Babe,” was all he responded.
“Is that supposed to be an answer?”
“Yep,” he replied as I bent down to pick up everything that was thrown to the floor. Getting this sorted and organized was going to be a bitch, but it was worth it. I’d love for him to do it again and soon. Although, my pussy still throbbed, so I wasn’t ready right this minute.
“Whatever. Did you find out anything?”
“Yeah,” he answered, and I waited. When he didn’t say anything, I looked up at him.
“And…” I encouraged.
