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#R18

SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ

"Don't deny it. You want it." Killian said to me, stroking the nape of my neck with his thumb. His face is so close to mine and I forgot to breathe. I gasped when he pushed my dress higher, revealing my thighs to him and let his hands rest between my thighs. I tilted my head to the side to avoid his lustful gaze, penetrating deep into my soul. "Your body craves it." He said, firing kisses down my neck till his lips touched my hard, naked nipples. That sent shivers down my spine. My body erupted with goosebumps and I exhaled sharply. I want to speak, but I can't. He has that much effect on me. His tongue played with my nipples and I mewled. That felt so good. "You want me as much as I want you." He whispered with his lips pressed on my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. I know I should stay away from this man but how can I when he invades my thoughts daily? When he's the only one my body wants. It's frustrating because no matter how hard I try, I can't say no to him. And I am this close to making the worst mistake of my life. I swallowed, trying to fathom the words out.His fingers brushed my core and I jerked forward, pressing my body on his. "I don't want you." "You're lying." He said, playing with the strap of my thong with a lazy finger. My eyes rolled back in my socket with pleasure. I am lying but he's making it so hard. "We shouldn't be doing this, Killian." Killian? Do I really have the right to call him that? "Give me one reason why and I won't touch you." "Because you're my best friend's Fiance."

Runo J Uwerhiavwe · Thiếu niên
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#R18

CHAPTER 143

- KILLIAN -

I can feel her breath hard on my face as she stares at me. I take my hand off her arm and let it rest behind her back then with a sharp pull of my hand, her body shoves forward, closer to mine. This makes her gasp.

I cock my head to the side. My gaze lowers to rest on her face. I crawl a finger, of my other hand situated between her thighs, up her mid section just above her pussy lips which are soaking with need. “Come on Hazel,” I whisper, peering my eyes down her skin. “Don’t make me ask twice.” I say to her. With a lazy finger, I tap her pussy lips.

This small invasion leaves her gasping into the handkerchief stuck in her mouth. I want to hear her. Hear her whimpers loudly in my ears when she takes me in, which she will.

I take the cloth off her mouth, leaving it dangled around her neck. There’ll be use for it much sooner.