Killian flips the lights on as I’m just finding my ability to move and am three steps up, not even close to the top.
I turn, and his eyes meet mine. In that split second, I know that the resistance I was very thinly holding on to, the lies I told myself about it being a sign, disappear.
The energy in the room is so tense, and I can feel my heart racing. Killian stares at me, and I do the same.
At the same moment, we both snap.
I move toward him and he’s coming to me. As though thunder and lightning strike at the same time, I’m against his chest, his hands are in my hair, and our mouths fuse.
The storm that was rolling in has arrived and we’re unable to seek shelter.
His tongue pushes into my mouth, and I welcome it. I hold on to him, gripping his shoulders, pulling him closer.
My back is pressed against the wall, and he anchors himself around me. Hands on each side of my head, caging me in.
We kiss, fiercely, as though there’s nothing else in the world than the need we have for each other.
“Tessa,” he groans against my neck as he moves his lips against my skin, lightly kissing and then sucking. “Tell me you want this.”
“I need this,” I admit.
“I can’t…fuck…I want you more than anything.”
I feel the same. A part of me, a very small one, resists the temptation of telling him to have me. I know that the thinly veiled excuses I have about this not being wrong are stupid. I canspin my tale any way I want, but the reality is that there won’t be any plausible deniability if this ever gets out.
“No one can know,” I say as his hand moves down my side.
“Not a soul.”
“Just us.”
“Only us.”
I take his face in my hands, our eyes meeting. “Take me to bed, Killian.”
He lifts me up in a heartbeat, carrying me, just like he did our first time, back into his room.
With each step, I feel more and more eager. These last few days have felt like torture trying to resist him.
However, I want this one night with him, more than anything I’ve ever wanted.
He stands before me., hands on my hips. “You’re sure?”
I nod. “I am.”
“I never want you to regret this, Tessa.” He brushes my hair back behind my ear. “I don’t want to be something you look back on and wish you had chosen differently.”
I run my fingertip against his collar. “I think I’ll look back on this and regret it if I walk away.”
“Swear it.”
I stare into his stunning green eyes. “I swear.”
He kisses me again, this time slowly, tenderly, and I get lost in it. I allow my hands to move up his chest and hook behind his neck. I hold on to him, losing all sense of thought as he moans into my mouth.
I drink it in, loving that I give him pleasure.
Killian moves us backward until my knees hit the edge of the bed. “Lie back for me, angel.”
