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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 160

- KILLIAN -

She falls asleep so easily. Everywhere and anywhere. Whenever we’re done being intimate, it’s easy to catch her glued to her pillow Is it that good?

Am I that yummy to experience? Whatever the answer is, I take a pause, who am I kidding? I know what the answer is. Yes I am.

I divert my attention from the bed back to the table and go over some of the paper work I have to skim through and sign. It would be nice to sleep lazily without thinking of tomorrow or the day after that.

To just sleep without caring about anyone and anything else would be a luxury. I’m wealthy yet I don’t even have that kind of luxury.

A smile paints my lips. I try to stay quiet with the chuckle that follows after so not to wake her. When she’s awake tomorrow, I’m sure the ‘new arrival’ syndrome my departure caused would’ve faded and s be back to resuming her daily life in peace.