Killian comes in, grabs a towel, and dries my hair and body before giving me many kisses on my neck and my pussy, which makes me shiver, before grinning and kissing my belly. "Fuck, I skipped the birth control pills."
It's alright, angel, Killian says with a kiss. "I will schedule the doctor's visit for tomorrow."
"Why is he unable to attend today?"
"Rest assured, he will arrive tomorrow."
Killian at ease for some reason.
A few hours later
I was tossing and turning, unable to shake the image of the blonde man from the club from my mind. The way he had watched me, his intensity, it was all I could think about. I turned toward Killian, hoping to find some comfort, but his presence felt distant.
"Can't sleep?" he asked, his voice a low murmur in the darkness.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
After a few moments of us just admiring each other, I finally muster the courage to speak. "Killian," I say, feeling a little shy as my cheeks warm with a blush.
"Yes, princess?" he responds, his voice smooth and steady.
"How old are you?" I ask, my curiosity getting the better of me.
"28," he replies without hesitation.
I feel a shiver run through me at his answer. He's ten years older than me, so much more experienced and mature, while I still feel like I'm just a kid in comparison. The realization makes me feel both nervous and strangely drawn to him at the same time.
He shifted closer, his hand moving deliberately to the waistband of my shorts. "You still sore?"
I hesitated, then nodded again. "Yes, but I want more."
A smirk curled at the corner of his lips. "Is that so?"
His touch was both reassuring and unsettling. My thoughts were a chaotic mess, struggling to reconcile the desire for the unknown with the reality of Killian's touch. As he continued, I found myself caught between the two worlds, desperately trying to make sense of my tangled emotions.
I stop Killian from touching me he looks at me confused. I straddle his lap. His big cock slips inside my wet pussy he groans. "God it still hurts daddy,
I think I need to piss" I say
Killian moves his hips forward trying to get some friction. I ride his dick screaming his name. "That's it baby remember who you belong to. Mine" says Killian
"Should we kiss" I say still feeling a bit nervous around Killian
"I'll kiss you more if you keep grinding for daddy." He said
"Daddy I'm gonna cum..." I moaned going faster and faster, moaning louder and louder. So loud that Killian had to shove his hand over my mouth because I was being too loud. and that was when I came so much just from grinding on Killians cock.
The rest of the night was spent having sex everywhere: in our bedroom, on the kitchen counter, on the balcony, and outside by our lake; in our home library, atop the pile of books on the floor; on Killian's desk at home office, where he neglected to move his important letter; and everywhere else I was getting his dick. Up to the point when we passed out in our room, we didn't miss anything in the guest room—not even fucking on the toilet.
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Masked Desires
Romance*NOT COMPLETED* At a lavish masquerade ball, Sophie meets the mysterious and alluring Killian. As she delves into his world, she uncovers dangerous secrets and manipulations. Torn between her growing feelings and the dark truths about Killian's life...
