SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 198

- HAZEL -

I felt my heart rupture in my lungs at the sound of her voice. Guilt ate me up immediately and I instantly regretted how moments ago, I was not sorry how this is where I wanted to be.

I still am not. But right now, I’m not about to let myself get caught.

I must’ve mixed the dates, I thought she was coming tomorrow and even if she was indeed coming today, I thought she would be coming this evening. What is going on?

“Kate is here.” I pant, alerting Killian. We’re both in this room so I’m certain he heard her voice too. From the sound of her voice, I can tell she’s patrolling the house and it won’t take long to get to this room as she’s calling for him.

This is bad. I’m naked, this room smells like sex and I’m alone in a house with her fiancé when she was out of the state. How do I explain this. I try to move but my body fumble immediately. What is he, a sloth? Because if he was, I’d understand why he’s slow.

“Get the fuck out of me!” I cry, whispering with urgency. Killian pulls out. If I wasn’t in such a dire situation, I would’ve cursed the second she interrupted us and fantasised about having him in me, again.

Sadly, I don’t have that luxury. “What do we do?” I pant, trying to stand. My body falls to the ground immediately. This is bad. I can’t walk. Why can’t I walk today of all days?

“Come clean.” I turn to face him when I hear those words. That didn’t seem like a question, it sounded more like a statement. A demand.

“I’ve got one question,” my gaze is fixed on his. “ARE YOU CAH-RAY-ZEE?!” I whisper-yell, still on the floor. Kate’s voice echoes louder in the background from a distance.

Killian smirks in response. This is not funny. I’ve got so much to lose and I-

A thought pops in my head. She’s calling for Killian. If she sees him, she won’t need to get inside this room. I’d have a lot of time to open the windows and ventilate the room of the musky scent and I can either hide my presence for as long as I can till I can walk properly or give her a pleasant ‘surprise!’ entrance but no matter what I have to do, I need to do it fast.

“Get out. Now!” I breath, soaring my head high past the bed level then back on the floor. “And pass me something girly to wear.” I whisper, trying to raise my feet up. Between my legs hurt but I have to hold it in. “Killian please. For me.” I add. This is actually a desperate plea. I can’t have her finding out. Not like this.

Not when I’ve been through a hell of a fiasco before this. I swallow. And not when I know Asami still lurks out there. I need to be the one telling her, even though she and Killian are in an open relationship, she doesn’t have to know about me and him this way. It’ll break her. Just like it broke me when I caught Tristan and Ivy.

“Alright.” A soft material lands on my face. I take it off. It’s a shirt. His but it’ll do. Killian sighs. “I’ll buy you some time.” He says. I can tell the disapproval in his tone. I know what it feels like. Believe me, I’m starved, I’d rather be nowhere else but on this bed with him but not now.

This is a matter of life and death! Literally, I can’t trust women my age to be sane when it comes to matters this fire. I for one broke a lot of Tristan’s gadgets.

“Thank you.” I mouth. “Now shoo before she gets here.” I’m surprised she hasn’t already. All the best for me, the last thing I’d want is waltzing into a room where I see my bestie naked with her man who’s also my man. I let out an exhale. I’m a terrible person, I accept that now, but today is just not it.

“And Killian,” I call.

He looks right at me. I doubt he took his eyes off me in the first place at all.

“Don’t go out looking like that.” I would run a pointed finger all over his body if my hand wasn’t supporting my body to the ground. Killian has this sinister smile on his face that leaves me horrified for a second.

“Noted.” He winks then makes his way to the door. The moment the gentle slam of the door echoed in the now empty room I’m in, I let out a sigh of relief. My heart is still pounding hard in my rib cage.

It’s funny how a good moment can take a turn in a short breath. I try to stand, forcing my body up. The ache on my inner thighs and pussy is unbelievable but despite it, I have to try to wash ‘great sex’ out of my face and body and hair and mouth.

My teeth munches on my lower lip. Now that I think about it, we did do a lot of nasty things last night. Everything from oral to vaginal, using every single thing that could serve as a pleasure tool, every body part fit-able in to fill a hole, every lubricant, tainting every furniture. My eyes roll temporarily at the graphic memory.

This is the reason my body hurts as it does, I snap, bringing myself out of my slutty experience. I instantly walk to the windows and push it open, leaving the curtains hanging at both ends to let air in. My eyes lay on the bed.

Who am I kidding? I won’t be able to lay it and bathe at the same time. I limp towards the door then lock it.

I promise Kate, I love you, but the last thing I want is you being vulnerable because of me. I swallow.

I also don’t want you knowing what’s been causing my legs to spread. More like who.