Page 35 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
“It’s the one luxury I’ve allowed myself,” he said.
I walked around the room, looking over the little details he’d added to the decor. The black stone floor was shiny and clean. The lights were dim and sexy. It even smelled like a spa in there.
“So this is where you bring all the girls you want to impress?” I said.
He shot me a look.
“Firstly, I’m not trying to impress you. Secondly, I don’t bring anyone in here.”
“So I’m the first girl you’ve brought to this version of a man cave?” I asked.
Killian pulled his shirt off and undid his jeans.
“Yes, you are.”
It sent a thrill down my spine. Why did he bring me here? Because he thought I was special? Because he told me about his mother and his past? Because he pitied me?
The hot water filled the tub and made the scented water gloriously bubbly.
I unbuttoned my shirt too and took it off. Our clothes were on the floor now and Killian came towards me, taking slow but long strides to close the distance between us.
It was getting damp and misty in there. Finally, I would not only get to clean myself, but have a lot of fun doing it.
“You sure know how to treat a woman well,” I said, and I knew he could hear the sarcasm in my voice.
* * *
When Killian kissed me this time, it was long and sexy. A slow burn.
I could feel my desires rising to the surface with every flick of his tongue inside my mouth.
He held the back of my head with one hand, while the other traveled down my back, exploring every inch of my skin till he grabbed my ass, giving it another spank.
I looked into his eyes, daring him to spank me again.
Spank me harder.
He saw what I wanted.
Grabbing me by my shoulders, he flipped me around. I nearly cried out with joy when he bent me over and spanked me again. One side and then the other. My skin stung but it felt so good.
I could feel the cream sticky between my bare thighs.
Harder again. Then again.
“Is this the way to tame you when you’ve been a bad girl?” he growled.
He held me tightly by my waist while he slapped my ass again.
“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again,” I murmured in a soft voice.
“I know you won’t, but you still need to be taught a lesson, don’t you? Get your knees.” His voice reverberated in the bathroom. The misty damp air made it hot in there. My skin and hair was all damp, and the heat coursed through the pores of me.
I was even more desperate to feel him inside me.
Killian came around and positioned himself in front of me. His big thick cock swung between his legs, right in front of my face. I looked up at him, into his dark eyes.
He grabbed me by the top of my head.
“Open wide. You know what to do. Redeem yourself,” he growled.
I parted my lips and he pushed himself into my mouth, sliding down deep in my throat. He was so big, I gagged. Too big for me. I cried out but with pleasure. I didn’t think I would love being dominated by him this much.
We kept our eyes on each other, staring into each other’s souls as I started sucking him.
I had to hold his thighs for support, and they were such strong and muscular thighs.
He dug his cock deeper and deeper down my throat with every thrust, barely giving me a chance to catch my breath. He started going faster than I thought I could handle. But I did it. I wanted it. I needed to know how far I could go.
As it turned out, with Killian, I had no limits.
I brought him to the edge of coming and he pulled out with a groan. He stroked his cock and then looked over at the bathtub. It was ready and waiting for us.
“Good. You did well,” he said, touching my hair in that surprisingly gentle way of his. “Now get in the water,” he commanded.
Nineteen
Killian
I wasn’t counting the days but I was aware it had been a while since I actually did something productive with the time my family had given me to figure out the mess.
Connor was still at the hospital, with no change to his condition. That was the only reason why shit hadn’t hit the fan yet. If he woke up and started talking—I didn’t know how I was going to handle this.
I’d invited Reese up to the house to watch a movie with me the previous night, and neither of us had mentioned the basement since then. In fact, she’d spent the night in my bed. When I woke up and saw her asleep beside me, I pulled the sheets up to her chin so she could be cozy and comfortable.
