Involved

eighteen

isabelle langa

My eyes remained closed as warmth travelled along my body—kisses. Kisses on my neck, then my stomach, then my inner thighs. I didn't want to wake from my sleep. I wanted dig my head in the pillow. Except I knew what he wanted and he was waiting for me to wake to tell him it was okay to proceed.

I went from my side to my back, opening my legs to allow him between them. I felt his hands spread my knees further apart before slowly sliding into me. A whimper left my lips from how full I felt.

"Killian," I whispered under my breath from his slow and deep thrusts.

"Mariposa," he responded with the depth of his voice completely captivating me. "Gimme your eyes, baby." Opening my eyes, I looked up at his body towering over mine with his elbows resting on either side of me. He placed a hand on the side of my face for him to stroke my cheek. I brought my arms around his neck, my fingers lingering into his hair.

His head was close as his lips brushed against mine. My grip on his hair tightened with each thrust, not letting my eyes leave his. The warmth from his tongue dragged across my lips before he gently kissed me.

Being with him felt so right. The way he held me. The way he looked at me. Everything felt right.

My hips buckled up, his groan filling me when he sank deeper into me. "You're so good to me. You're so good for me, Bell. I don't deserve you," his words reached my heart and filled it with the reassurance I needed. "I love you so much, mi amor."

I took in a deep breath, my hands going down his back as he kissed my jaw. "I love you."

My stomach filled with butterflies and my vision was complete tunnel vision. We came at the same time and he stayed inside of me, continuing to place delicate kisses on my skin.

"Can you say it again?" I asked of him, already missing the way it sounded coming from his mouth. But I only received laughter.

"I'll say it as many times as you need to hear it, sweetheart," he laid beside me as his legs tangled with mine. His lips trailed my skin, warming it with an 'I love you' between each kiss. I could stay here for hours. I wanted to forget the world outside this bedroom and lay here listening to how much he loved me. Suddenly nothing else in the world mattered except hearing those three words from him.

But a world outside this bedroom did exist. I sat up with the sheets against my chest. I looked at the time on the clock, knowing it was time for me to get ready. My class was in two hours. It was already noon which meant while I was sleep, Killian had time for his early morning practice and one of his classes.

His hand stroked my back and it was good enough to put me right back to sleep.

"I have to print my paper that's due tomorrow. I sent it to your email. Can I use your laptop?" I looked at him and he nodded. Before I could get out of bed, he pulled my arm, forcing me back down.

"Can I hear it one more time?" He asked and I smiled.

"I love you," I placed a long kiss onto his lips, receiving a hum from satisfaction. I got out of the bed, pulling on his shirt that I used for sleeping.

Killian left the bed and went to the bathroom while I got seated at his desk. Logging in, I scrunched my eyebrows at the file already open. It was spreadsheet that I didn't understand. But his name along with the other frat guys' names were on it with numbers beside. There were words like 'sex in public' and 'up the ass'. It was a tally sheet. A points system and some tasks gained more points.

I closed the file, seeing a folder on the desktop named mariposa. My curiosity worked against me because I wasn't supposed to click the file. I immediately regretted it. What I was seeing couldn't be unseen.