My Bodyguard

Chapter 21

Mia's POV

Washing myself off, I let the warm water calm me down.

After Killian waking me up, the safe house was underneath an abandoned house. It was at the very back where the secret hole was. The whole place was more welcoming. Though it was very dark at first, with mostly everything coloured black.

Now, I'm just cleaning myself. Today has been shit, and all I want to do is get in bed and sleep.

I have called my father and told him everything. He told us to stay tight until he sends someone to get us and bring us home. I'm hoping soon, because I can't stay here for too long.

Placing some body wash on my body, I start to scrub the dirt away, until a very firm hand was placed on my waist. Killian. I was spun around, almost loosing my balance.

I hear him chuckle. "Already falling for me, love?" I roll my eyes, getting back to business. "Thought you'd enjoy my humble company."

"I know why you're here," I responded, rinsing the soap away.

"Do enlighten me." I was pushed against the cold tile, his hands caging me in. "Does your theory include this?" I throw my head back as his finger entered me. I didn't have enough to hold in my moans, instead stuff my head in the crook of his neck. "I'll have you screaming my name my tonight. I promise you that," he whispers huskily in my ear, pressing a wet kiss on my neck.

"K-Killian." I have been waiting for this all day, and I'm not backing down to what I want. If he wants to fuck me raw and hard on this wall by all means. But, let's see how much he can last. "Please."

"Look at me!" He demands, wrapping his fingers around my throat. I forced myself to open my eyes. The water was dripping from our hair to our bodies. The sight of him was immaculate. If this is a dream, don't ever wake me up. His cock was pressed against my thigh, close to my entrance. I grind myself against him, only for him to stop where I was. "Not so fast, love," he says, making a tsk sound. He enjoyed seeing me hopeless like this, having no control in this situation what so ever. I wasn't complaining.

He roams his hands all over my body. He hoist me up as I wrapped my legs around him, crossing my ankles together. We did nothing, but stare at each others eyes. His hand was placed in my ass, giving it a squeeze, which made me squeal in surprise.

"What's on your mind?" I asked.

"Nothing," he says nonchalantly. "Just thinking how lucky I got."

I smile, blushing. "I don't think having me in your life would be something to be lucky for." It was true.

He shakes his head, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead. "I would say that is somehow not true. I enjoy our little 1 to 1 fight, when you're not tempting to kill me, of course." I laugh at his joke, resting my head on his shoulder. "And you're the most badass women I've ever met."

"You really think so?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't." I slap his chest, scowling at him.

"Jerk," I mutter under my breath. His fingers grip my chin, forcing me to look up.

"What was that?" He asked, challengingly. He waits for my answer, which I never gave. "I could show you how lucky I am to have you if you let." I cocked my eyebrow, knowing what he meant.