Giving me what I want, he pushes my legs off to the sides and stands between them kicking the stool behind him. Gripping his cock in his fist he rubs the head through my slick heat.
I thrash beneath him, done with his teasing as he looms over me. Lining up our bodies finally he pushes in. Holding my hips, he takes me in long strokes, bringing me closer to the edge with every brush of his cock inside me. Every time I think he’s going to let me free fall over the cliff he denies me by pulling out. I’m so turned on my desire nearly runs down my thighs.
“You’re so fuckin’ wet, baby. You feel so good. I’m not sure how much longer I can keep this up.” He attempts to pull out again, but I’m not having it. Fire courses through my veins, and I lock my ankles around him, keeping him right where I want him.
“Gimme’ your mouth on mine, Killian. Kiss me.”
Leaning forward to give me his mouth, he sinks deeper inside me. Chest to chest slick with sweat it feels as though we are one. Parting my lips, I open to him, our tongues meet, and fireworks pop off behind my eyes. My release takes hold of me, and I dig my nails into his arms.
Killian groans into my mouth with a heavy breath and paints my inner walls with his passion as he shudders. Resting his forehead against mine he says, “I think I know how you convinced me to move in with you.”
I smile. “Actually, we didn’t have sex until after we moved in together.”
He pulls back and stares at me. “Seriously?”
“Mhmm. We didn’t have any furniture yet so you—we bought an air mattress. And after we got in the shower and realized we didn’t have towels or anything. I dried off with your t-shirt. We were freezing it was so unusually cold that night. You went in the middle of the night and bought us blankets, food, and towels. Some dishes. We were really happy.”
He pulls out of me, and I sit up. “We were, weren’t we?”
“Yeah. We could find it again.”
Killian goes so quiet that it scares me but then he smiles. “I know I’m an asshole, but you seem to love me despite it. I like having sex with you obviously which isn’t a bad thing, but I never do repeats. I can’t seem to say away from you, Liri. There’s something about you…like there’s an invisible string that keeps me tethered to you.”
Chapter 13
Liri
Things have been going decent for the past week. Killian and I have been spending most of our time catching up our assignments and prepping for finals before winter break. I was worried about him pulling it off, but I helped him study his ass off. My man is smart even though his memories of the past two years still elude him. He’s still hung up on me calling him my boyfriend, but I told him to suck it up because he’s stuck with me. We’ve been so caught up in schoolwork and living off takeout, we haven’t had much of a social life.
I know I can’t keep him to myself forever. His old friends have been blowing up his phone nonstop now that he has it back, and they know he’s back at school. They keep inviting him to the frat house, and he hasn’t gone as far as I know. Unless he went on the nights I had to work. We’re supposed to have dinner with Noelle, Dillan, and the girls this weekend. With the wedding getting closer Killian needs to get over his issues one way or another. He’s supposed to be his best man in the ceremony, and I’m Noelle’s maid of honor.
Digging in my bag for my lip balm my hand lands on something else and my blood goes cold. I pull out my birth control pills. My stomach rolls and I open the pill container up while pulling up the calendar on my phone. Killian comes in from his study session at the library. I don’t want to freak him out, so I shove the pills back in my purse.
“What are you doing? You look guilty. Sneaking and watching porn while I was out?”
My cheeks go pink. “No. Just um searching up our travel stuff for Vegas.”
“I haven’t agreed to that yet.”
“Well, I’m going with or without you. Noelle is my friend, and I promised. Did you want to go with me tonight and shop for a tree.”
“A tree?”
“For Christmas, silly. It’s going to be here before we know it.”
“Do we need a tree?”
“Yes! I live for Christmas and all the cheesy romantic movies. Hot chocolate and making smores and eating popcorn.”
He grins. “If it means that much to you then okay.”
“Yay!” I clap my hands and dance in my seat on the couch. My purse falls over, and I pick it up.
“You dropped something.” He leans down and picks up my birth control packet that must’ve fallen out.
“Oh. Thanks. I was needing these.”
“They haven’t been opened, Liri.”