Kissing Killian (Face-Off Legacy/Campus Kings 5)

“That’s it, princess,” he growls as I squeeze his fingers, my inner walls holding them in a vise. “Come on my fingers.”

With my eyes closed, I visualize his sexy smirk and killer good looks. I imagine his long, thick cock in his hand. The entire car is filled with my scent, and the closer I come to finding my release, my skin is on fire. My body trembles, and as it does, I bite down on my bottom lip moaning for Killian as I come.

“Fuck, Jade,” he whispers, sliding his fingers out of me, and I already miss his touch.

When I open my eyes, I glance over at him, out of breath. “What was that all about?”

He sucks my juices from his fingers and makes a strange sound as if he likes the taste. “I had to get you to calm down somehow.”

“I was perfectly calm.”

He snorts, placing both hands on the steering wheel. “The fuck you were.”

Still reeling from the high Killian gave me, I have no idea how to respond. I can’t even remember the last time a guy touched me, let alone the last time one made me come. Damn, that felt good. I can’t even deny it, and I wish he would do it again.

“Do you think that makes us even? You have to do a lot more than make me come before that happens.”

“I can pull over right now…” he wiggles his eyebrows, “… and fuck you on the hood.”

“We still wouldn’t be even,” I counter.

He smirks. “But you didn’t say no either.”

“You’re horrible.”

“And you need to loosen up,” he shoots back.

I shake my head, annoyed. “Are you kidding me? I just let a complete stranger finger me while we were going a hundred miles an hour.”

“One-twenty,” he corrects.

“Whatever. You get my point. I don’t do things like this… with anyone.”

His green eyes slice through me. “Maybe you should start.”

Chapter Nine

Killian

Instead of driving to the race in North Jersey, I turn around and head back to Strickland University. Jade doesn’t need to be involved in this part of my life. In fact, she needs to forget she ever met me.

I’m a bad man.

She’s a good girl.

And I will ruin her if she gives me the chance.

“I thought we were going to a race,” she says, breaking the silence in the car.

“No, I’m taking you back to campus.”

“You haven’t held up your end of the bargain yet,” she challenges. “I want to know why you stole my car. That was part of the deal. You said you would tell me everything, but you haven’t told me a damn thing. Instead, you tried to make me forget by shoving your fingers in my pussy.”

Her anger makes my cock hard, and the thought of her tight pussy doesn’t help. I like Jade, even though she’s not my usual type. Maybe I pegged her wrong, but even if I did, I can’t allow her into my world. It’s dangerous. However, she does deserve an answer after allowing me to walk away. So what do I tell her? If I don’t give her something, she will never drop it, and I’ll never be rid of her.

But do I want that? A part of me likes having her around. The rational side of my brain says fuck no, she will only get in the way. A girl like Jade will never understand my life. There’s no point in explaining it to her.

“I needed the money,” I confess. “Someone wanted your car, and I gave it to them. It’s that simple.”

She scowls, crossing her arms over her chest, pushing out her tits. “Well, get it back from them.”

“I can’t. Too late. It’s long gone.”

Her expression turns dark. “You have to give me more than that.”

“You were driving an AMG S 63 Coupe in the city when you have no real need for a car.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

I stop at the light on Broad Street and shrug. “For what reason did you need a car with six hundred horsepower? It’s almost like you were begging me to take it.”

She scoffs. “You’re a real piece of work.”

“Your car was the closest at the time. You didn’t factor into the equation. It’s not like the car is registered in your name.”

“And you know that how?”

“Because I hacked into the DMV server to find your car,” I say, stating what I assume is the obvious.

“You’re a hacker?”

I contemplate her question and grunt. “I’m whatever my crew needs me to be.”

“What role were you playing tonight?”

“A winner,” I say, trying not to laugh, but Jade beats me to it.

“I don’t get you, Killian.”

“You don’t need to. This is the last time we’re hanging out. My life is too dangerous. You seem like a sweet girl, maybe a little too naïve, and you can’t get involved in this world. You don’t have the skin for it.”