Hollow

Fifty Four | Dark

Killian reaches for the 1942 Patron and pours the liquor into two shot glasses that we quickly chug down.

"When's the flight?"

"4 PM. Why?" He replies before refilling our glasses.

I down it as fast as the first, letting it burn my throat as I watch him take a few steps forward, coming to stand right in front of me. He holds out his hand and runs it along my cheek without breaking eye contact.

"Are you going to answer or do I have to fuck it out of you?"

"The latter sounds more enticing."

A shiver runs down my spine as I watch him walk towards me, a dark gleam in his eyes as he removes his jacket. I gulp when he places it on the nearest chair and starts to roll up the sleeves of his shirt. I take a few steps backwards as he starts to make menacing steps towards me only to end up in a dead end.

Killian on the other hand steps forward, his tall frame towering mine. Before I know it, his hand wraps gently around my throat, pulling me closer to him and I can feel the metal of his rings press into my skin; it's tight enough to send my body into overdrive but not enough to cut my breathing. I grin darkly as I lock his gaze, neither us making an effort to move.

I feel a hand slide down my body before landing on my hip, his eyes flickering down to my lips then looking up to meet my eyes again. His expression goes from a cocky grin to a lustful look as my hands run along his arms, feeling his muscles tense under my touch.

"Do you want to rephrase your previous statement?" He asks in a low voice, pressing his thumb on my lips.

"I'm good." I reply, holding back a laugh.

I instantly regret talking shit because he turns me around and pushes me against the wall, pinning my wrists together behind my back while simultaneously leaving a trail of kisses along my collarbone.

Just when I thought he was done, he picks me up, and carries me to the bedroom before tossing me on the bed.

"On your stomach now." He orders and I oblige.

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My legs give out and I feel Killian's hand wrap around my waist to stop me from falling. I grasp onto him while still trying to regain my breathing under control. If it weren't for him holding me, I'd land face first on the floor.

"You good? Where's all that talk now, hmm?"

"Shut up."

I stubbornly yank myself from his grip, making a move to stand only to lose my balance but luckily he catches me.

He lets out a chuckle before wrapping his hands around me and lifting me into his arms proceeding to walk to the bed. He places me on the bed before getting in and moving me to lay on his chest.

"I love you." I grumble against his chest, closing my eyes as he wraps his arm around me.

"I love you too." He laughs, placing a kiss on my head.

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Mykonos, Greece