Chapter 233: Chapter 233
- HAZEL -
I get on my tip toes, deepening the kiss as my eyes shut close, feeling the heat caused by our lips locked against each other.
Killian is holding me passionately. Like I’m a fragile piece of glass he doesn’t want to let go of, his arms are all around me and his hands fasten around my body, feeling every inch of me as his tongue devours my mouth. He doesn’t want to let me go. I feel some sort of protection and peace at that.
I love that he doesn’t. I love the feel of my body pressed against his skin as his mouth takes me. I hear myself moan, gasping for air in his mouth, while his tongue explores inside my mouth, twisting against mine as he sucks on my lips.
Another moan leaves my mouth at this. He doesn’t pause to let me breathe, in fact, it’s almost like he wants to get me intoxicated by his touch and trust me, it’s working.
I can barely feel my legs anymore and I have no sense of my environment. My head is so fogged that I can’t even remember where we are. All I know is his lips are my resting place. So warm and dominant. So comforting. While his hands. . . . His hands on my skin makes it hard for me to concentrate, shattering every nerve in me to think.
“Oh, Hazel,” Killian breath, finally taking his lips off mine for a second. This allows me to gasp in air quickly. My neck tilts to the side as his mouth roams on that corner of my skin. I gasp, feeling one of my legs raise. His palm sinks into my thigh, groping me. “How did I ever stay away from you for even a second?” He breath. Now his head parades lower, sinking into my boobs. I feel my body hit a hard surface gently and my back rests on it as his mouth explores every inch of my tits.
My head raises backwards, resting on what I think to be a wall as an uncontrolled breathing soon came to evolve out my lips. I feel some friction between my legs. This makes me quiver.
My whole body feels like it’s on fire and this man seems to acknowledge it. He wants me to feel this way. He feeds on the heat caused by our passion and his body language proves it.
A hot breath fan my thigh and it takes me a moment to realise that his body has gone down on me. I whimper, feeling his lips on my core. My eyes widen at the immediate pleasure coursing through me when a loud bang forces me back into reality making my heart nearly burst out my rib cage.
Christ! What on earth was that? My chest is heavy and Killian pulls away from me. My eyes scan the environment, nearly dizzy.
I suddenly remember where I am.
I run my fingers through my hair, fear dawning hard on me. For Pete’s sake! What the heck was I thinking?!
My heart still pounds hard in my chest.
And why the heck did we have to be here? I wish this didn’t have to end so abruptly. I wish I had more time to be with him.
Soft lips sink into my stomach, murmuring a word I gathered to be the curse word ‘fuck!’ before his body left mine completely. I’m just standing here, still, unable to think of what to do. I don’t know who is out there nor how long that person has been there.
There would be no way out of this if it’s any of my friends. There would be no way to explain what I was doing in the shower with him alone while making such noises. Nothing of wisdom comes to me on how to deny any claims and with how hard my heart is pounding, I think every part of me acknowledges that too. I feel doomed.
In my distorted state of mind, I look at Killian. He’s not like me. He looks calm.
HOW CAN HE BE CALM?!
My lips part to utter something when he raises a hand to his face. His index finger is raised upwards and rests on the center of his lips. This is him telling me to be quiet.
I don’t know what to do so I’ll be quiet alright. I nod violently, still keeping my body glued to the door. I don’t want to make any movement that would cause the slightest of noise at all. If there’s one word to describe how I am right now, it’s terrified.
The silence on the other side of the door makes my fright all the more terrifying. Did I just hear things earlier?
Am I going crazy?
I trail my gaze back to Killian. He’s right in front of me and leaning forward to the door so I’m sandwiched between his body and the door and the only thing before my eyes are his abs. I swallow. If I happened to just hear stuff, then he wouldn’t have reacted the way he did as well.
Or maybe he’s just as insane as I am and we both are running mental, a voice in my mind chimes. If I wasn’t so caught up in this moment, I’d have snuck a chuckle.
Killian’s silence is killing me and I’m beginning to feel my head palpitate with sweat.
“Ну, кто-то был непослушным.” A masculine voice says playfully from the other end. I hear my heart beat get steadier at the sound of his voice.
[ Translation: Well, someone’s been naughty ]
I have no idea what he just said but I prefer hearing just his voice break the silence rather than that of numerous or one females.
Killian’s breath fans the top of my head heavily. From the relaxation of his muscles, I could tell he was relieved too.
“Снова подкрадывайся ко мне, и я клянусь, Лиам!” Killian exclaims, responding back. He takes a short pause.
[ Translation: Sneak up on me like that again and I swear, Liam! ]
“It’s my brother.” He says to me, looking straight at me. I let out an exhale at the confirmation.
Thank God!
I push my body away from the door but meet with Killian’s body. He did not move aside to let me pass. This is when I raise my head up to face him. He’s looking down at me ardently. Almost like he doesn’t want to take his eyes off me. This makes me hold my breath while craning my head up to meet his eyes.
I stare deep into those pretty eyes, nearly getting lost in them. They convey hardness but in the midst of it, I see a hint of softness. I don’t know if this makes any sense but it’s almost as if I can read his facial expression and it’s asking me the one question I don’t have an answer to;
When will it all end?
When will we stop hiding?
When will I be able to claim you as mine publicly?
A lump forms in my throat. Every meaning I read is centered around the same thing but I have no words. I feel guilty. And I wonder if my eyes says it too.
“Кто-нибудь еще там с тобой?” Killian voices. I can tell he’s not talking to me because of the language switch but his eyes are so deeply pierced into mine that it feels like he is.
[ Translation: Is anyone else out there with you? ]
A reply came to him, one also in Russian which I barely heard and wouldn’t understand even if I did.
“It’s clear. You can go out there now.” Killian murmurs to my face.
“Thank you.” I whisper. Every part of me doesn’t want to leave him here all alone but I know deep down that I have to. This is the path I chose when I chose to keep us a secret.
I have to summon the courage and tell Kate. . . Before I drive this man away from me. Then. . . As much as it burns to think about it, . . . I’d be so hopeless and lost and devastated. I don’t want that for either of us.
Killian unlocks the door then shifts to the other side, without fully taking his body off the other end, giving me a free path to go.
I spare him one more gaze before stepping out. My lips form a line when I sighted Liam out there and the ends of my lips curl in a gentle smile which he returns.
This is when I walk away completely. This trip may not be what I expected after all, but I do hope I know what I’m doing. It’s beginning to get terrifying.