Love Like In The Books

Chapter Thirteen

Sarah Green

Opening the door of my room I gasped when Killian pushed me inside. His eyes dark with lust and desire as his chest heaved up and down like he has to run up to my house.

Closing the door behind he took a step forward and I didn't miss the click of the lock that he put. My heart started beating faster and my throat felt dry. But I didn't want this tension to end. So heavy and burning, I liked it.

Pressing my thighs together I watched with hooded eyes lust coating my eyes at Killian as he assessed me under his gaze. Ranking his eyes over my body as if he's trying to understand each and every part of me. Trying to undress me with his intense look.

And then his lips were on mine. It was hard and rough dripping of desire and the burning want that lit my body under his touch. His hands came around my hips and I moaned as he slowly started moving his fingers higher and little more. Levaing me to beg more of him.

Swiping his tongue on my lip I gave into him and parted my lips for him. Our tongue tangled. We tasted eachother got a glimpse of what was their ahead of us. His fingers gazed my breast before sliding over my already hard nipples.

A moan rips through me but we didn't pull away. Breathing eachothers air. Like it was all we had. I shriked when he pushed me back down on my bed. Bouncing back a little I giggled and watched as he smiled down at me and tugged off his tshirt over his head.

His broad shoulder down to his hard chest and perfect collar bone and the abs that went down into a deep V shape before the layer of cloths blocked my vission again. The outline of his erection poked out, wanting attention.

He climbed up on me. Hovering above me. His thumb glided over my swollen lower lip. A sigh of satisfaction parted his mouth before they came down on my again. I couldn't stop myself as I hooked my legs around his leg and pulled him closer to me. Hip to hip.

A moan climbed up my throat when his erection settled right between my legs. Grinding against him shamelessly I tugged at him hair. He pulled at my lower lip before trailing kisses down my neck.

The sensation was so soft and tender like feathers. His fingers creapt inside my top his warm hands against my warm skin. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine as I arched my back grinding myself against him. Wanting more friction. Wanting more of him. Wanting him.

I whimpered when he rolled his hips against mine. His dick rubbing against my clit. If I wasn't already wet I was dripping right now. My minds rational thinking went out of the window when he licked my neck and all the way up to my ear.

"Have you been thinking about me?"

My mind was hazed with lust and I needed to feel more that a whimper was my response.

"Have you been thinking of my hands?"

I gave him a jerky nod.

"About my hand and the dirty, dirty things I will do with them to you?"

Oh, God! His dirty talk is killing me. I feel like a starving person just a step away from food. But he's my food and he's right infront of me. Teasing me, edging me. Taking dirty things to me.

My eyes burned with the frustration that crawled up behind my eyes. The head that has been burning up my inside

"Do you want me to touch you, sweet girl?"

Oh, yes I did but I couldn't find words out of my mouth so I gave him another nod.

"Tell me," he growled in my ears.

"Tell me from that pretty mouth of yours, what do you want?"

'You' I wanted to scream but I didn't, I couldn't. I was panting and on the edge waiting for him to push me over the sea of euphoric pleasure.

"T-touch me," I whimpered when he pulled his hand in between our joint hips and pushed my body down back on the bed.

"Where?" He says.

But his head is still buried in my neck and the soft touch of his lips and the warm breath that is tickling my breath it's so hard to for me to utter simple words.

"Touch my pussy, please." I pleaded him—begged him for more. And as if he heard my plea he kisses my ear lobe softly before biting down on it and swirling his tongue over it again.

"Good girl."

He leans up and shrugs off my top and slides off my shorts, cupping my core over the damp underwear he groans. The heel of his palm rubbing over my clit.

"Such a dirty girl you are, sweet girl."

I arched my back at his husky voice and from the sensation his warm big hands erupted through my body.

His finger hooks my underwear and moved them a side. His fingers hover above my entrance and a cry of desperation falls off my lips. I bit down on my lips as he moved closer to my entrance.

I moaned out loud that I was scared anyone would have heard—even though we were alone right at this moment. His index and middle fingers kept thrusting in and out of me. Scissorimg my pussy.

The air went out of my lungs as he fastened his speed his fingers curled inside of me. His fingers showering the desire he wanted to show. And I wanted it to. Rolling my hips against his fingers, I tried to match his rhythm, trying to find my own release.

"Do you want to cum, sweet girl?" He asks, even his voice is such a erotic vibration breaking in my body. Pushing me closer and closer to seeing fucking stars.

"I-I'm going to cum," I cried out, clenching my pussy around his fingers as the heat radiating off my body finds its release. I slump back down but the bulge in his pants doesn't go unnoticed.

"What about you?" I whispered lowly when he layed beside me as he opened his arms wide open. I shift closer to him laying my head on his chest. His arms wrap around me and his lips come down to my forehead.

Pressing a soft kiss on my forehead he mummers against it.

"Next time, sweet girl."

"Sarah!"

I startled awake with the loud banging on my door. My face sweaty and flushed at my dream yet it wasn't a dream it was distant memory of what happened in the past. Sighing I rubbed a hand over my face already sexually frustrated to deal with today.

Fucking great.