Chapter 194
- HAZEL -
No hands. I think, replaying the night over and over in my head.
I can’t freaking remember what I did with my hands. I was too engrossed in our wild, sinful act that I didn’t realise it till now.
So they just existed then? I ponder, trying to keep my mind occupied. Busy, rather. It’s nearly sunrise in the morning. I would’ve been soundly asleep right now if I wasn’t awakened by my arousal.
By tongue masterly fucking my pussy. Killian can be such a dick sometimes, waking me up with a kiss on my lips. . . . lower lips. My teeth sinks into my bottom lips. The only feeling I have between my legs right now is soreness. The after effects of an all night love making apparently. I grunt, trying to sit up on the bed. Killian is right beside me. As usual, he’s awake.
He never sleeps. Never when I’m here. Or rather, barely. A lot of times when I wake up, his side of the bed is either empty or he’s on his laptop. Sometimes, I wonder if he actually gets decent sleep but not getting one would be far fetched on his end considering he never looks sleep deprived.
“Something bothering you, my love?” Killian’s deep voice breaks my reverie, making my heart skip a beat.
“Not really, no. Why?” I lie. I don’t know what is bothering me. I’m just awake and since I’m idle, I’m letting my thoughts wander freely. I crave the comfort of my head on my pillow even if it’s morning.
“Because for some reason, you can’t seem to get your eyes off me.” A brow raises and he gives me a side eye. I notice the ends of his lips curl into a smirk. Cocky much? He didn’t even turn to look at me so how did he know I was staring at him?