SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ
Chapter 65 - SIXTY FIVE

Chapter 65: Chapter SIXTY FIVE

- HAZEL -

"Hazel, I need you to trust me and if not my words, my actions." 

"Trust the things I do for you that I won’t for anyone else."

Killian’s words replay in my head the moment the doctor leaves the room.

I think I have trust issues. I’m sure I’ve had it since my incident with Tristan and that’s why I’ve been backing away from the good thing right in front of me to the one I thought I had. I’m referring to Killian and Kaiden by the way. I chose Killian. Heck, he has made his mark and I will choose him again over any man I meet at the moment but I never imagined my stalling was linked to the fact that I’m afraid. 

Afraid of being broken again. Afraid of what may happen if we indeed end up together. Afraid of what will befall my friendship with my best friend when she finds out. Afraid of being vulnerable with someone and falling deeper than I already have. 

I purse my lips to the side, trying to think. 

I rejected his proposal so thinking about it now, I had no right to be hurt by seeing him with Kate. Regardless of what I feel, she’s engaged to him, even though Killian and I share a connection, and I’ve come to terms with that. It’s not that easy to break an engagement over lingering feelings. 

Plus, I never alerted him that I chose him before. I have been with Kaiden. But that ends now. Me acting like a child and being with Kaiden. 

My lips form a line as I shudder under the duvet, it’s so cold. 

According to Killian’s doctor, I’m okay. I won’t need to spend more time in a hospital and I’ll be better in a few days. Right now, all I’m dealing with are the after shock and fatigue of my experience. 

The sound of a door closing makes its way to my ears and I look up the moment a figure emerges from the anti room to the living room, where I’m sat. 

Dressed in white tees and ash sweatpants is Killian resting on a wall. His phone is on his hand and he looks so relaxed and as gorgeous as ever while using his phone. 

Why am I making this man long for me so much? 

I long for him too and he’s always there. Whenever I’m having my phase or I’m stranded, he’s always there. 

In the pool, during that tinder incident, even late at night when I was stranded. He even came to see me in the hospital, for a reason he caused but that’s not the point. 

"Is she gone?" I ask, admiring him. 

Killian looks up to face me. "Yes, I just set her off." 

"How will she cope? It’s so late at night and there are so many rooms her-" I blurt, ranting with concern when a deep voice cut me off. 

"Hazel," Killian calls looking at me. "I sent a trusted man to drop her off and ensure she’s safe. Don’t worry." 

My chest heaves as I breath a sigh of relief. "Okay, that’s good. She’s so nice, would hate if she ended up stranded." 

Killian rests his head on the wall and smirks. "Your concern for people you don’t know is an attractive quality. Very cute, kitten." 

This makes me pout. I’m not offended that he called me ’kitten’, I’ve come to love the name. Only when he does it though. 

"How do you feel?" Killian asks, his voice laced with concern as his eyes soften. "How’s your body?" He walks closer to me. I stand as he approaches. "I heard it from the doctor but I want to hear it from you." Killian stops in front of me and encloses both my arms with his hands. With his body this close to mine, it makes it difficult to breathe. 

"I’m okay-" I gush, leaning my head up. Ouch. My head hit his jaw. This makes me make a face. Killian chuckles at that and takes a lazy step back, leaving only an inch between us. I sigh. "I’m okay. I’m just cold." 

He holds the duvet wrapped around me and wraps me more. "I turned on the heaters of the room you’ll sleep in. You’ll feel warmer there." 

The room I’ll sleep in? I’m not staying with him? "Where will you sleep?" 

"I won’t. I lost something and have to find it. I also have a lot of work to do." The vibration of his throat as he speaks gives me shivers. The good kind of shivers. Killian’s voice is so deep in a sweet way. Hearing him speak is soothing when he’s not being stern or harsh. "Plus, I get to watch you all night. Quite a decent gift if you ask me." Killian adds. 

I bite my lip in amusement, sinking my head into his chest. His shirt scents like it was newly laundered and is laced with his perfume. I love his cologne. It gives me nosegasm every time, if that is a word. 

"I want you to sleep though. With me." My voice is low and hoarse. "On my bed." I part my face from his chest and get on my tip toes. Now I tilt my head up to face him. Even with this added height, I’m still shorter. My face can barely reach his jaw. 

I clutch my hands around Killian’s waist, holding his body close to mine. If he decides to move back, my grip on him will detach but he didn’t and I’m glad. 

"I don’t want to be alone." I say. Due to the position of my arms, the duvet rolls down my body and falls to the ground. I’m wearing a shirt and pants I saw in his closet so they look so huge and weird on me but I don’t care. 

He’s the one person I don’t mind looking embarrassing with. Only because I’m not in the right state. On a normal day, I’d want earth to bury me if he saw me like that. 

"Please. I know I can’t ask that, but just tonight, do me this favour tonight." I lift my hand up and twist my arms around his neck, pulling his head lower. I can reach his face easily now. 

Strong arms twine around my waist. I can feel his palm support my back. "Hazel." Killian whisper in her ears. "How can I not when you ask politely?"

This makes me giggle. "Are you saying you wouldn’t if I asked rather harshly? Like a command instead of a request." I run my hand through his hair from the back of his neck. His hair is so silky. 

"Let’s just say, I’m used to giving orders." Killian utters. That reply sends jolts of electricity down my spine. What am I doing? So far, from his touch, I can tell he’s playing carefully yet I’m throwing myself all over him. I like it though, I’m not ashamed. 

"To me?" I whisper, lowering his head to reach mine. "Do you enjoy ordering me around?" My lips are so close to his and I can feel his breath on my skin. Killian hasn’t moved away so I can tell he wants this. "Does it turn you on?" 

I move a hand lower, down his chest, enjoying the feel of his defined muscles in my hand. I lock my lips with Killian’s. He spread his teeth ajar, giving my tongue access into his mouth briefly before trapping it between his teeth. This makes the end of my lips curl to a grin. 

Killian releases his grip on my tongue and I shift my head backwards, still ensuring the proximity. 

It’s soft. His lips are so soft that I don’t want to stop kissing him. I miss being in his mouth already. 

"I’m sorry." I say. I need to apologise. Not for the kiss, but for other things. I haven’t really been the best to associate with recently. "For yelling at you in the hospital." I say, pressing my lips on his neck. "For running away without giving you a chance to explain tonight. For making you worried." My saliva stains the nape of his neck as I run my tongue all over his skin. I dip my hand inside his shirt. "For making it so hard for you." 

"Don’t apologise, kitten." 

I stop licking him. "I need to." My face is still pressed on his neck. 

A dark chuckle escapes his lips. The vibration caused by it was felt on my lips. "Well, you have been a brat. Not one I can’t handle." 

Cocky asshole. I was a brat because he gave me a few reasons to. Most of every decision I made was his fault. 

But that doesn’t matter now. I’ll bring this on later in the future. 

"Oh really?" I ask, pressing my lips on his collar bone. "How well can you handle me?" 

When Killian walked to me and I hugged him, I thought I only wanted to apologize. Now that I’ve tasted his lips again after so long, I don’t want it to end there. I want more. 

I’m not confused anymore. It’s him I want to be with, whatever the cost. 

"Do you really want to find out?" His tone holds a compromise that I wonder if I want to agree to. Killian takes my hand off his body and holds them firmly at my back. That made me yelp. "Are you sure you want to find out?" He asks, covering my neck with his hand. I feel a gentle brush of his thumb on my chin and close my eyes. "Answer me." 

My eyes open to meet the dark gaze of Killian. I swallow. 

His thumb strokes my lower lip this time. "Cat got your tongue, kitten?" 

My lips spread ajar but no word came out. Fuck. He leaves me speechless and breathless. 

"What do you want to hear?" I finally manage to mutter. 

"The truth." Killian says. Before I could utter a word, his lips dine with mine. My teeth are shut tight. I’m not going to let him in. I want Killian to beg for it like he made me do the first night we spent together. 

A sharp twinge springs from my bottom lip, forcing me to gasp. He bit me. What the fuck?! When you don’t give him what he wants, he forces his way to having it. 

That is considerably a sexy trait. But I won’t let him have me that easily. 

"Motherfucker." I whimper in his mouth. 

Killian’s tongue explore my mouth. Every willpower to be stubborn vanishes instantly. I’m on earth yet my head feels like it’s in the clouds. 

I try to move my hand but I can’t. He’s holding them tightly behind my back and it’s starting to hurt. Only a little bit. 

His other hand secures my back, holding me in place. I can feel my body brush against his roughly and I like it. 

I shift my head back to breathe. "You won’t let me touch you?" 

"You know the words." He says, closing my face with his. His lips return to mine and he’s devouring my mouth. 

Killian’s lips aren’t just doing wonders in my mouth, his hands are groping my ass too. I gasp. His words suddenly makes sense to me. He wants me to beg. Well, that’s far fetched because I won’t. 

His lips drastically leaves mine, now he’s firing kisses down my neck. One thing I love about this is he’s not being gentle. He seems starved. Starved for me. 

That sends fire straight to my pussy. 

I try to move. I can’t. My shoulders are starting to hurt from his grip. "Killian." My voice comes out as a whimper. I’m not sure he heard me because my voice is hoarse. 

Maybe I should smuggle a hand out? His mouth is all over me, there’s no possible way he has full control of every part of his body. I move my hand up and my eyes widen like it’s about to pop out of my socket. That was a wrong move. Killian’s grip tightened. 

"Killian.." I call again, loudly this time. While my head is wrapped around the pleasure his lips are causing, my hands are aching badly. I’m sure part of it is due to the time I spent trying to swim my way to safety. "Killian my hands." I breath and a loud moan leaves my lips. His tongue is all over my nipple. 

Another moan escapes my lips unwillingly. My eyes roll in my socket in pleasure. How long has it been since his lips touched my body? It feels new. 

My body falls forward on his and my teeth clenches on his shirt. It’s the only way to stop him from continuing this delicious torture. Killian’s lips aren’t on my nipples anymore and it gives me a short time to think about my hands. 

"Killian, my hands hurt, please let go." I cry out, panting on his chest. At this point, I don’t know if he can hear me or he’s choosing not to. I feel my body sink backwards and the presence of his hand which was holding me gently slips away too although I don’t fall. Killian stretches the hand holding both my wrists to the side and an immense soreness grazes the junction of my arms and I scream. 

It was then he let go, holding my waist with both hands. My lower lashes soak with tears begging to fall out but I blink them back in. 

Now that my hands are free, it hurts a lot less and I want to continue. I’m horny. 

"Hazel, I’m so sorry." Killian mutters. 

"It’s okay." I breath. The last thing I want is for him to feel bad about it. I lean my hand up and place it on both of his cheeks. "It’s okay, it was just a brief discomfort, I’m fine." There’s something about the ways he’s staring at me that tells me he doesn’t buy that. "Killian I’m fine. It’s fine." I get on my tips, stretching my head to kiss him. "Let’s finish what we started, shall we?" I say huskily. 

He moved his head away. That made me blink. "Let’s put you to rest, Hazel." 

Excuse me? 

"Killian, I’m fine, I-"

"No, I can’t. I don’t want to prey on your need. I’ll spend time with you tonight. You need time to recover." Killian said. I can hear the concern in his voice. That makes me sigh. He’s not going to let the fact that he hurt my arm slide. I guess I can’t argue. 

I wrap my hand around his body. "That’ll be nice. Thank you." I say softly. 

Curse you arm! 

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