“You’re mine,” he mumbled against my pulsating flesh. “Mine back then, when we were just kids, mine now, and mine forever.”
Mine. There was something different about the way he said it today.
My racing heart staggered, tripped, then finally continued its manic rhythm.
Roaring pleasure seared through my veins, rocketing across every inch of my body. The intensity of his words coupled with the rush of desire sent me catapulting over the edge.
“Oh, Killian,” I moaned as all the air rushed from my lungs.
The room spun, heat and bliss pumping through my bloodstream. Tears burned in my eyes while bolts of electricity crackled from the base of my head down my spine. Fire swelled within my center, pouring out across every nerve ending, eating up the sinful decadence Killian seemed so good at causing.
I completely came undone.
Once my racing pulse slowed, I gathered my wits and slid off Killian’s face. How embarrassing. I couldn’t believe I’d let him convince me to do that. He was nose-deep inside my fucking vagina. I’d never let anyone do that before. Then again, I’d never let any guy talk to me the way Killian did either.
A satisfied grin curved his mouth as I grabbed my panties from where he’d dropped them and slid them back on. He wasstill on the floor, his pants tented as he watched me, something unreadable in those mesmerizing eyes.
“What?” I finally murmured.
“Nothing.” His hand snaked out and wrapped around mine, forcing me on top of him, bodies flush.
“Kill...”
“I’m not doing anything. I’m respecting your stupid ultimatum. I just want to feel you against me. Is that okay?”
I nodded, snagging my bottom lip between my teeth. My heart sputtered out a shaky beat. With our chests pressed together, I could feel his heart pounding against my own. The sex was one thing, but this, this felt way too intimate.
Blazing green orbs locked on mine, and I remained frozen, captured in that hypnotic gaze as his hands roamed my back. “It’s ironic, you know?”
“What is?” I whispered.
“I was the one that was supposed to fuck with you, ruin you for appearing at Stonewall, for threatening my perfect life. But you’re the one who’s ruined me, Red.” His thumb stroked my cheek, sweeping a lock of auburn hair behind my ear. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me. Everything I thought I cared about, everything that was so fucking important to me before means nothing...”
I did have an idea, because it was the exact same thing he was doing to me. As fucked up as our relationship was, I couldn’t deny I was happy when we were together. No one knew me better, no one understood my dark, tormented parts better than Killian.
And I knew him.
Despite the monstrous shell he wore, I knew the real Killian.
And I loved him.
Killian’s cock brushed the apex of my thighs, and even though he gave me a mind-blowing release only a few momentsago, I was ready for him again. But there was still one thing I wanted more.
Sitting up, I shook my head. “Enough distractions. Let’s do this.”
“I can’t believe you just called some of my best work on your pussy a distraction.” Amusement streaked across those penetrating orbs, even as he grumbled.
“I didn’t say it wasn’t agooddistraction.” I shot him a smirk and wrapped my hand around his, hauling him up.
He strode to the control panel on the wall, flicked a button and magically, the curtains closed and the moans from the next room finally stopped. Thank gawd. Then his mischievous eyes met mine. “Are you finally going to admit that you like all the dirty, naughty things I do to you, Red?”
“Never.” My grin grew wider as I tugged him toward the massive mahogany desk.
“You’re a terrible liar.” He slumped into the leather wingback chair and dragged me onto his lap. The password field appeared, and a whisper of fear lanced through my chest.
“Don’t worry, I got this. My stepbrother is so damned predictable.” He jabbed at the keyboard and the computer flared to life.
After endless minutes and a series of clicks through countless files, Killian stopped on one.
