SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 124

- HAZEL -

All teens find it hard to let go of their mobile devices. Some even throw a tantrum and act like the world has ended when it’s taken from them. . . We’ve all been through this cycle, at least, till something terrifying happens that we are too shaken to hold our devices and want to disappear from the face of the earth.

I sigh, staring at the ceiling in Killian’s room. He’s not here with me. Killian is in the bathroom, his overly tidy ass is brushing his teeth before bed. Pfft, I don’t even brush my teeth after dinner!

The thought makes me chuckle slightly.

My hands are tucked behind my head on top of a pillow and I resume my thoughts. I never thought I would want to be far away from my phone like I do right now. I never thought we were separable but with every breath I take, with every passing second, despite trying to shake it off, I can’t help but be reminded that I could get an email from the school board requesting my presence for a meeting I so much dread having.

My throat feels tight and my air flow seems cut off. I sit up straight to check if the change in position will help me catch my breath. It did. A huff escapes my lips. Just by my bed side is my phone, fully charged, because I’ve not used it all day and I didn’t have the urge to hold it even once.

Fear really is something that keeps people bottled up in a corner for a very long time. It’s something no one likes facing despite it being inevitable. I lean my hand forward to grab my phone. Whether I like it or not, waiting won’t change my fate so it’s best I accept it now that I still have the courage.

“Something bothering you, kitten?” Killian’s voice makes my eyes shoot up to face him. In a deep grey, long sleeve shirt and ash pants is Killian, standing right in front of his bed. My fingers retract from my phone.

I shake my head and force a smile. “Not much.” I say. Lying to him won’t help my cause, he’ll see right through me so I’m going with the truth. freewebnσvel.cѳm

“Then what’s occupying your thoughts other than me?”

His words makes a half smile form across my face. I tilt my chin up. “What makes you think I’m not thinking about you?”

“Because if you were,” Killian gets on the bed and crawls to me. He raises the duvet covers up and slides underneath. His head pops out in front of me, making me giggle. “Your face would be less gloomy and,” A gasp leaves my lips at the gently tap on my pussy lips. I am not putting on any underwear. This makes me press my thighs together. “Your pussy would be soaking.” Before I could say a word, soft lips rests on mine as he gives me a short, gentle kiss. Even that leaves me yearning for more.

When Killian’s mouth gets off mine, I bite my lower lip. “You just brightened my mood already.” I whisper to his face.

“I’m glad.” He says and his mouth meets mine again, roughly this time. I feel his hands wander all over my body, feeling every part of me in this flimsy baggy shirt of his. I moan in this mouth, letting him move my body to follow his rhythm. This is just the distraction I need.

A deep groan sends shivers down my spine as Killian turns me over, trapping me between his body and the bed. Both my hands are suspended above my head as his other hand caresses my body. “Fuck.” Killian breath. “I shouldn’t be doing this.” His body slowly backs away from mine.

I twine my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. No way mister! I’m not letting you go away that easily after filling me with a need only you can satisfy.

“Doing what?” I ask, sounding just as breathless. Guilt is written all over his face and this has me slightly worried.

“You should sleep, you have a long day tomorrow.” Killian breaks out of my grip.

“Killian,” I call, panting due to the force he used. My inner thighs have a slight stinging sensation now but that’s not important. “Talk to me.” My eyes are fixed on him. He’s not even looking at me. “Please.” I say, lifting my body up the bed to face him. My hand cups his jaw and moves it slightly to the side to face me. I can see the hardened look on his face, the tension in his jaw and the weight of whatever burden he’s carrying in his eyes. “Please?” I ask, softer this time.

Killian’s hardened stare softens. “I’m just under a lot of pressure with my,” He takes a pause. “Work.” He finally says. “I’m handling it yet trying to get my head off everything going on. Then there’s you and,” he sighs. I’m being quiet because I want to understand him without interrupting. “I don’t want to have sex with you solely with the purpose to blow off some steam. You deserve more, Hazel.”

So that’s what he meant. I pull him in for an abrupt hug. I wrap my arms around him, holding him tightly. “If you don’t want to, we don’t have to.” I whisper, running a hand down his back in a gentle pat. “I can’t fully grasp what bothers you nor how deep it is, but eventually, everything will be okay.” I say to him. “It’ll be okay.” I add, reassuring him.

Killian has said these words to me before, I’m guessing it’s high time I returned the favour. His arms circles the small of my back, clutching me deeper into his skin. “Thank you. And I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” I murmur. I’m ridiculously horny because of him but that is something I’ll have to deal with later and maybe get him back for. I let him rest his head on my shoulder for a long few minutes, maintaining this pose.

“Want to lay down?” I hum after a prolonged silence.

I get no answer.

“Killian?” I whisper, twisting my head to the side to look at his face resting on my shoulder. He’s already asleep. A warm smile forms on my face as I attempt to take my weight with his to the bed. I croak when his body falls along with mine. My days, I am so feeble, I can’t even lift a man up or put him down comfortably without shaking.

A groan slips out my lips as I finally adjust him to the side, not detaching from our hug. I run my fingers through his hair, still cuddling him tightly when I notice light blaring from behind me. I stretch my hand slowly behind and grab the item the light reflected from, so not to wake him.

He just started sleeping and he’s not deep in, so any slight sound can cause a stir in his sleep schedule. I don’t want that to happen. It’s not everyday he joins me in bed and actually stays. Whatever is going on with him must really have hit him hard to make him doze off this quickly and it bothers me. I replace my hand back where it was behind him while accompanying my phone in my palm.

Normally, I wouldn’t even touch my phone but what’s the harm in finding out what’s going on now? I don’t even want to imagine the number of people who are worried about me.

I head to my chat. Amidst the countless unread messages, there’s a text from Carol which piques my interest. I click on it.

‘Girl, guess what? The blog died.’

My eyes widen and I scroll down to read.

‘There was no reveal and nothing has been posted. Everyone is bummed about it. I mean, who wouldn’t be in for hot tea?’

‘But thank goodness, right?!’

Reading this made my heart skip a beat. I avert my gaze from my phone to Killian. He did it. Despite all he’s going through, he went through the trouble to kill the story. A smile forms on my face and I press my lips on his forehead.

“I love you.” I whisper and kiss him again. I finally look at my phone.

‘Want to meet again tomorrow? I had fun today.’

I sigh, staring at Carol’s last message. Tomorrow’s weekend and I’ve got nothing to do apart from studying so I guess there’s no harm in that. I’ll reply to her text later though. I stretch my hand backwards and drop my phone.

I guess there was no need for me to worry after all. I try to pull him closer to me but can’t so I adjust closer to him. Killian’s arms are situated on my waist.

I wonder why he didn’t tell me anything about killing the story. It would’ve gone a long way.

Maybe he wanted me to find out by myself.

My cheeks burn.

Well I have and I have never felt so lucky before. A wide smile plasters my face.

Ahh, the sweet feeling of knowing I’m still a student and my parents cannot send me to a navy school! Because trust me, it won’t be hard for them to think about doing so if I got expelled.

My smile widens and I sink myself in his embrace. Every single time I find myself falling harder for someone I’m not supposed to be with and it’s thrilling each time. Killian says it’s an open relationship so I’m not supposed to feel bad about it, right?

Well I don’t. I’ve come too far to feel bad. What I should look forward to is Kate finding out. Boy, will hell break loose when she does, but that’s for me to worry about when it happens, right now, I’m going to live in the moment.