"Fuck," he rumbles before his hand delves into my hair and he really kisses me. His tongue touches mine, a low groan rumbling against my lips. He kisses me like he can't stop himself, using his hand in my hair to tilt my head the way he wants it.

One kiss, and I know I'm in serious trouble. Every cell in my body screams for relief, pleading for him to touch me like no one ever has before.

"Goddamn, baby girl," he growls, biting my lip hard enough to make it sting. He pushes up against me, the hard ridge of his cock digging into my hip. "That sweet mouth tastes like heaven."

"Killian."

He breaks away from my mouth, leaving a trail of kisses across my cheek. His stubble scratches, but it feels so damn good. It feels even better when he rakes his teeth down the tendon in my neck before moving back up to my ear.

"I'm not good enough for you, but you're mine, Liberty," he says, his tongue touching my earlobe. He releases my head, skimming his hand down my body.

I moan when his fingers touch my bare thigh. And then moan again when he drags my skirt up, his callused fingertips sliding against my bare skin as he goes.

"This is mine now too, baby girl," he breathes in my ear, cupping my sex through my panties. His touch is rough and possessive, but somehow so right at the same time. He grinds his palm against me and then presses a kiss to the pulse beneath my ear. "You going to let me ruin you for anyone else?"

"Yes," I whisper.

"Good." He grinds his palm against me again, touches his mouth to mine once more, and then reluctantly releases me. His eyes smolder with desire. He breathes deeply, like he's trying to catch his breath, or maybe he's trying to smell me. I'm not sure.

I bring my hand up, touching it to my lips. They feel swollen.

"Don't regret it," he orders me.

"I…Okay."

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