Page 46 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
But I couldn’t focus.
His fingers moved fast inside me and I thought I’d end up losing consciousness from how good it felt.
His mouth moved fast and expertly on my clit. His fingers slammed into me until I could feel my juices dribbling down the side of my leg.
It was happening.
I was coming.
I let out a roaring cry of pleasure as the orgasm took complete control of my body. His mouth remained on my clit, stroking, tasting, overpowering while I came on his lips.
I had my arms spread eagled, pinned to the wall while my body shuddered and shook in response to what he did to me.
Slowly, my orgasm started to fade and my willpower returned.
I needed to show him he wasn’t the only one in control. He could try and dominate me as much as he liked, but he didn’t know who he was up against.
I wouldn’t just roll over and beg at his every command.
Killian looked up at me with a devilish smile on his face, knowing he made me come when I tried so hard not to.
He had proven himself.
But it was time that I proved myself too.
When he stood up, I reached for his cock and grabbed it. He was so big. I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist me.
“We’re not done here,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.
When his face darkened at first, I thought he was going to slap me for being too bold. But he smiled even wider.
“Is that so?” he said, with a twinkle in his eye.
* * *
Just like he had done to me, I pulled his pants down, revealing his thick throbbing cock. It swung heavily between his muscular thighs and I literally salivated.
What the fuck was wrong with me?
Why was I still attracted to this man? He had clearly just rejected me.
He made it clear we had no future together.
He had no feelings for me.
And yet, I was still a slave to his body. To his touch.
One look from him and I was in a puddle of my own shameful desire.
“What are you going to do now?” Killian asked. He mocked me, like he was sure I wouldn’t know how to handle him.
Maybe the old Reese—the one from a few days ago who was subjugated and mistreated by Aldo all her life—wouldn’t have known what to do. Rather, wouldn’t have had the courage to do what she really wanted to do.
Killian didn’t even know what he had done for me.
He’d given me strength because he treated me with respect.
Because he made me feel like I had something to offer.
And now I would use that strength to show him I could be boss too.
I lunged at him before he knew what was coming.
I tried to climb him and we both went tumbling to the floor. Great. This was exactly where I wanted him.
I grabbed his cock, stroking him efficiently to make sure he stayed as hard as I liked him.
Killian’s smile started to fade when I pinned his arms down to the ground and climbed on top of him. He didn’t struggle or try to push me off. We both knew he could easily do it if he wanted to.
Guess he didn’t want to.
I lowered myself on his rock hard, erect cock with a flourish.
Oh my God, it felt good to be in control. To take him in the way I wanted to.
We stared into each other’s eyes. He didn’t even move his arms or tried to reach for me. I kept his hands down so I had full charge of him.
I rolled my hips, bouncing up and down on top of him, riding his cock exactly the way I wanted to from the first moment I saw him.
I felt like I was on top of the world.
All of a sudden, I was convinced I could achieve anything. Like I wouldn’t have to live my life looking over my shoulder. I was on top of some mountain looking down at his handsome face.
I rode that cock hard, until we came together.
Killian growled like a caged wild animal, shaking and thrusting into me as he came. I came again, my pussy throbbed with satisfaction as I collapsed on top of him.
We were a tumble of limbs and bare moist bodies.
I didn’t know how long I had before he was going to push me off him, but I was going to make the most of it.
* * *
Killian stood up and started putting on his clothes. Neither of us spoke since we were finished.
I didn’t know what to say and I was sure he didn’t either.
What did it mean? What were we going to do now?
Everything seemed unfair. My life had always seemed unfair, but this was on a whole new level.
“I’m going out,” he growled, promptly walking out of the door at the end of the hallway. He didn’t look at me before he left. It was like he didn’t even care if I tried to escape. He didn’t give a rat’s ass anymore.
