𝐽𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑦－𝐾𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑚𝑏𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒́

chapter 12

precious amorá

I hesitated and started scratching my neck, he kept his eye contact with me and waited for a answer.

"kylian, whatever you want us to be is what I want too."

he smiles at me.

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We finished our food and our conversation were just normal we didn't talk about what we was, he just kept that smile after I said that.

we left the cafe and headed back in his car.

I noticed he didn't open the door for me when we went inside the car.

"so kylian not a gentlemen no more?" I chuckled.

literally in the middle of sentence and he grabbed my chin and kissed me.

"precious I want you." he whispers in my ear as he pulls away from the kiss.

"me too ky" I said.

he pulled me back into that kiss which turned into a make out session.

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we headed back to my hotel room, kylian grabbed me and placed me down on my bed, kissing my lips and slowly moving down my neck.

his lips were so soft.

honestly his kisses was making me scream already..

he started taking off my jacket and then my top after taking his shirt off.

he slowly unclipped my bra still keeping his eye contact with me.

he slowly moved down from my next down to my breast, kisses and sucking on them.

it was getting loud in that room.

as he was kissing me..

we heard a knock on the door.

oh shit.

we both quickly got up and kylian threw my clothes to me and I headed to the bathroom.

he put his shirt on quickly, I could hear that he opened the door.

"hey man" I heard Zak, glad we wasn't caught.

"hey." kylian said.

"why you do out of breath" zak says laughing.

oh my god, I chuckled.

"oh, I was just doing push ups man" he says nervously laughing.

I started putting my bra back on and then my top.

I opened the door and sat down on my bed.

"Zak your back from that girls house huh." I said looking at him.

"she was hot as hell, French girls got something to them" he says laughing.