Dear Heart, You Screwed Me(66)

“Let me in, brat,” I whispered, pushing her legs open wide for me.

She gasped as I lay over her, not letting her shut them again.

“Don’t play hard to get, Buttercup… you know you want this as much as I do.”

She panted, nodding.

“I do,” she whispered, “but I know that once it is over, this is over between us.”

I sucked in a breath through my teeth. I didn’t want to think about that now, shaking my head side to side, I fisted myself, lining myself up at her dripping wet pussy. Edging the tip in, my swollen head pressing into her tight cunt.

Her mouth formed a small ‘o’ as her body stretched in the most delicious way for me.

“That’s it, take me like the good girl you are,” I praised her as I slowly rocked my hips into her, filling her to the hilt.

Low moans escaped her and filled my room. Laying over her, my hands moved to her face, my fingers entwining in her hair, our eyes locking.

“Look at me baby,” I say softly. Her legs wrap round my waist allowing me to thrust deeper into her, the tip of my cock rubbing her g-spot.

I never wanted to forget this moment. She was so pure and beautiful. Slipping my cock out to the tip, I still for a moment before sliding back into her hard.

She whined. I loved making her mewl for me, so I do it again.

“You like that?” I coax her, her eyes glued to mine.

“Yeah,” she breathes out, her fingertips digging into my chest, her nails marking me. But not once did her eyes fall to my scar. It didn’t even seem to bother her.

Craning my neck down, my lips hover over hers for a moment. Her sweet breath on my face, her pussy tightening around me.

Her hand glides up from my chest and wraps round my neck as she pulls my mouth to hers. Our lips connect, our tongues swirling and dancing together. Thrusting my hips faster now, my pace getting messy as my impending orgasm begins to heighten.

“I’m not going to last much longer,” I whisper against her mouth.

“Neither am I, make me come Killian,” she begs before kissing me again.

Pulling away, my hands leave her hair and grab onto her hips as I rear up. Lifting one of her legs over my shoulder, I slip out to the tip and hold it for a moment. Her fingers graze down her body and rub her clit gently. Spearing in and out of her, her pussy clenches around me. The sound of our bodies hitting together, my pace is messy and sloppy but I don’t care. Tipping my head back, my eyes closing as I try to slow my orgasm.

“Oh fuck, Killian, fuck me harder,” she cries out. I pound into her now, hard and fast like she asked, my skin tingles as I feel my orgasm brimming, I can’t stop it.

“I’m going to come,” I grit out, my eyes falling between our bodies as I watch my thick cock fuck her with ease.

“Shit,” her teeth grit, her hand reaches up as she pulls me down and slams her lips into mine, her teeth sinking into my bottom lip as she comes. Her body trembles and my cock jerks as I empty inside of her before I collapse on top of her.

We lay in silence, her head on my chest with her hair fanned out behind her. My fingers trailed up and down her bare spine. No words were needed. This right here was perfection; it was the perfect goodbye.





CHAPTER 28





REESE





Fluttering my eyes open, it took me a moment to register where I was. Killian was snoring softly, my head on his chest. I slowly pushed myself up, careful not to wake him. My finger skimmed across his pink scar, tracing it down to under his ribs. My brows furrowed as I wondered what happened.

Lifting my finger, I slipped out of bed quietly and dressed myself before sneaking out of his apartment.

It was the perfect goodbye. No other words needed to be exchanged.

I rushed down the hallway and into the lift, continuing until I got to my apartment.

Locking the door behind me I didn’t even undress, I just fell into bed. Exhaustion sweeping over me before I fell into a peaceful slumber.





It had been a week and Killian had kept his word. I hadn’t heard from him, not even on a work basis. He cancelled the work meeting he arranged, saying it was for the best but if I needed to, I could always go and see him. He put the distance between us and for that, I was grateful.

I was at the office bright and early every day, hoping that each day was the day that Adele promoted me like she said. But up until now, she had hardly said two words to me. I don’t know what I had done to upset her, unless Killian told her that we had an out of work relationship. Well, we couldn’t really call it a relationship.

We fucked a few times. It wasn’t a real relationship.

Sighing, I typed out a reply to some emails that Adele couldn’t be bothered to reply to because replying to her clients was obviously beneath her now, she had her dogsbody to do it all for her.

After an hour, I pushed away from the desk to make a cup of coffee. It tasted like shit, but it was better than the twenty different flavoured teas they had. When I walked back towards my desk, I heard light chatter coming from Adele’s office. Her door was cracked open, I shouldn’t eavesdrop but I couldn’t help it. Walking slowly to her door, I stepped aside so she couldn’t see my shadow through the frosted glass.

“Well, she is going to have to get over it,” I heard her harsh tone. “I know I did, but she played into my hands. I knew she was good, she got us what we wanted and now I have no use for her.”