SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 116

- HAZEL -

It’s evening. I’ve never felt so spoiled before in my life by someone I care about till now. I’m in his bath tub having a hot shower. My body needed this warmth to feel relaxed.

Having the whole day away from school feels awesome. I was able to drive my thoughts to settle on something new. Something not worrying.

“Hey.” Killian’s voice echoes in the bathroom, making me turn to look for him. My eyes catch a glimpse of the sexy silhouette. He’s standing by the door.

“Hey.” I smile at him, biting my lip. He looks good, as always. I don’t know why I ever thought Killian wouldn’t have time to spend the whole day with me, today, he just proved me wrong. If anything, he’s been so sweet all day. It makes me wonder what I did to find someone like him.

You fucked him, that’s what! If anything, thank Tristan. I shrug my thought off with a frown.

“Dinner’s ready. Want me to bring it up or you’re coming down?”

I give this a thought. He doesn’t like people eating in his room. One thing Killian hates more than rules being broken is dirt. Squeaky clean should be his middle name. “I’ll be down in twenty minutes.” I finally say under my breath. The door comes shut as he steps in. Killian leans his back to the door, sticks one leg out and rests the other on the door to form an angle while having his arms folded across his chest. I stare at him perplexed. “What-“ I swallow, managing to catch my breath. “What are you doing here?”

He looks up at me. “Waiting.” He says. He’s joking, right? “Can’t eat dinner without you so might as well wait with you.” frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

I squint. He just wants to see me naked. “Very lustrous of you, don’t you think?”

“If my desires aren’t targeted at you, who else would they be for?”

This causes me to pause for a second. Fair point.

“In that case,” I stand up. Soapy water pours down my body. “I’ll be in the shower.” I smirk at him.

Killian raises both his hands up like he is surrendering. This makes me giggle. I take a gentle step out of the tub and walk towards him. His hands are still stretched up in the air. I hold my wrists behind my back and peer my body forward, craning my head up. Killian’s eyes are fixed into mine. This gives me a sudden bold countenance. “Watch me.”

“No need to tell me twice.” He says almost immediately, voice so deep it made my knees melt but I am maintaining a firm countenance.

Killian hasn’t let me use the internet all morning. We’ve either been watching movies or doing something that completely takes my mind away from any activity that requires me holding my phone. I adore the effort. If I wasn’t a student, I wouldn’t remember there’s such a thing as school.

“You know you can’t touch me, right?”

He leans lower and holds both my cheeks in one hand. “Fully aware.” Killian moves his head forward. It’s completely in front of mine. My eyes rests on his lips then at both his eyes till they meet his lips again. “Unless you want me to, kitten.”

A sharp breath leaves my lips. I suddenly feel heat brew between us. Killian let’s go of me. “Go have your bath. I’m starving.”

I shoot him a glare. “I didn’t ask you to wait for me.”

“I insist. Plus, deep down, you know you want me to.” I sashay my head to the side. I’m not going to agree to that.

Killian presses two fingers together of both hands and folds both of them at the same time. “Watch me.” He mimicks at a suppressed tone. I- I don’t sound like that!

And that’s not fair. I flash him a stern look then walk into the cubicle. I can hear a laugh trail into my ears from the ends of the bathroom. Haha, very funny.

I turn the shower on. “You know, if you want, I can wash you. My fingers are very skilled.”

I snarl. “I’m not letting you touch me again.” I don’t mean that. Deep down, I know I’d die if he never lays a hand on me again.

“Your body says otherwise.” Killian responds, his voice deepened.

I scoff. “You wish.”

“Look at yourself Hazel.” Killian breath. He’s far away from me yet I can feel the aura and vibration in his tone. I’m not inclined to but I let my eyes drape all over my body. “Look at the marks caused by my sucking and think about how good I make your body feel then tell me you don’t want me to touch you.”

I exhale out my mouth as I stare at myself.

“If you do decide that after having a decent look at yourself, then I won’t lay a finger on you again.” This makes me gasp. I dread that. “Unless of course you beg me to.”

“Tch.” I say out loud.

“You’re not giving me an answer, kitten. Guess it’s a no.”

I turn back to face him. “Think whatever you want.” I stick a tongue out. I don’t know if he can see me because of the dew on the cubicle glass walls but it’s worth a short.

“Cute.”

I roll my eyes at his words. I’m not trying to be ‘cute’. My hand runs over my body as I rinse the soap off. He’s right though. Not having him lay his hands on me would suck big time. I lift my head up to face the shower, keeping my eyes closed and sink my hand into my hair. It’s not something I want to witness.