Page 22 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
When his hands gripped my hips, I knew it was going to happen. It was actually going to happen! He was going to be inside me and the only things I felt were—anticipation and excitement.
Two emotions I definitely shouldn’t have been feeling for a man who kept me imprisoned.
My pussy throbbed as his cock came closer. I could feel the warmth of him. The heat of his hardness.
His tip grazed my pussy gently, almost tenderly at first, before thrusting himself into me. Ram. Ram. Ram. Three quick and deep thrusts and I almost fell forward.
But he had his arms tightly wrapped around my waist, keeping me in position. I cried out with joy when I felt how deep his cock went into me. Then he loosened one arm, bringing his hand up to my hair. He grabbed a fistful of it, riding me like I was a horse.
His cock thrusted in and out of me, making my body bounce with every push. He filled me up so deeply. Our bodies slammed together as he rode me from behind. There was no escaping this. No escaping the complete surrender of all control. He was my master and commander, and I was a plaything in his hands. I was happy to be exactly that. At least in that moment.
Killian was not a man to play nice, and he fucked even rougher. I wanted to scream. I wanted to describe to him exactly how amazing he felt. How no man had ever fucked me like this before.
I had to bite down on my lip to stop from saying it.
I bit my lip till I drew blood.
I didn’t want to tell him any of that. Even as I was on the edge of another orgasm, at least I had the sense to not admit those feelings.
Killian groaned hard and when his body shook, I knew he was coming. I let go. This was it.
I could feel his warm cum shoot deep inside me and I rocked back and forth, giving in to the pleasure of a third orgasm in a row. He gripped me so tight and fucked me so hard as he came—I knew I’d have trouble sitting down later.
But I didn’t care.
In that moment, the only thing that mattered was how amazing this felt.
When he was done, he quickly pulled himself out and I collapsed forward to the ground.
What had I done?
* * *
I should have hated myself. I should have been disgusted with myself for what I did with him.
Surprisingly, I didn’t experience any of those feelings.
Once Killian was done, he put on his clothes and without exchanging another word with me, he left the basement, locking the door behind him.
I remained on the ground for a few more moments, trying to catch my breath and wrap my head around the mess I just got myself into.
But the only thing I actually felt was a tingle of excitement. I still couldn’t get over how amazing the sex was. How easily he was able to make me come. How absolutely delicious he looked.
For a man who could do whatever he wanted with me, it seemed like it mattered to him that I enjoyed myself too.
Why?
Why would he care about that?
It intrigued me and I couldn’t get it out of my mind.
Maybe I was just imagining it. Maybe I was just foolishly telling myself that he actually gave a damn.
I should have stuck by my integrity, right? I should have tried to fight him off when he decided he was going to take me. Instead, I just gave in and took my clothes off.
What did he think of me now?
That he could use me even more?
My cheeks flushed hot at the thought of Killian returning for a second helping.
I jumped at the sound of the lock opening again. Did he hear my thoughts? Was he actually returning for round two?
I sat in the corner of the room, peering up the stairs to see what was coming.
Killian came down and in the light I saw why he was back.
He had a big bowl of water in his hands and a towel thrown over his shoulder.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Was this really happening?
Just when I thought I knew what to expect from this man, he threw another curve ball in my direction.
He put the bowl down on the ground along with the towel.
“I figured you’d want to clean yourself up. The water is lukewarm so there’s no point trying to burn me with it.”
I crawled over to it and dipped my fingers in the water. It felt good. It felt amazing. I could see he’d mixed some kind of soap in it too so it frothed up. This suddenly felt like heaven. I almost had tears in my eyes.
I looked up at him. “Thank you.”
