He doesn’t pull his hand away, but instead leans in, staring directly into my soul as he clips the seatbelt into place. “I will control every breath you take, every blink, every thought. I consume you, Ava. Stop fighting it.”
He makes quick work of storing my backpack before hopping in and turning on the car. I can’t let him have the upper hand, so I lean back in my seat, my breasts pushed up and out for his pleasure as I unclick my seatbelt and rehook it. It’s a taunt, a dare, a plea. Some fucked up part of me wants him to own my very existence, to drag me down to Hell with him. I won’t make it easy, I’m going to fight him the entire way.
Killian’s large palm slaps down on my thigh with a loud crack, punishment for disobeying him. He presses his hand down on the burning skin as he watches me wince, his eyes soaking in every line of my face.
“Pull your top down.” I can hear the need in his gravelly voice.
“What? No! We’re in the parking lot, anyone could…” I’m cut off when his fingers squeeze my thigh. A pinch of pain makes my pussy wet and his satisfied smirk makes me wish that I could conceal my pleasure from him.
I dip my cotton top below my bra, letting it catch under my full breasts, putting them on display for him.
“Give me what I want.” He’s the one who unbuckles my seatbelt this time. I pull my leg up in the seat and tuck it under me so I can comfortably face him, pulling my bra down to offer him my aroused nipples. The hand that was on my thigh pushes my skirt up and wastes no time finding my already soaked pussy. He’s two fingers deep when he pulls me toward him and sucks one of my hardened buds between his teeth.
His fingers feel so good, stretching me, making me want more.
“Lift up, fuck my fingers, Ava.” He growls the words as he lets go of one nipple and then closes his lips around the other. I do as he demanded. I shift in the seat and rock my hips against his hand. I’m so lost and needy for him, I don’t care if the entire school sees us. I want him inside me, consuming me just like he threatened. He flicks my clit with his thumb just as he bites down on my nipple and that’s all it takes. I wrap my arms around him, pulling his face flush into my breasts, and I grind my pussy against his fingers as I come hard all over them.
I moan his name as I’m coming down from the orgasm and he pulls his fingers from my still contracting pussy. His eyes are devilish as he rubs the wetness coating his fingers on both of my nipples and then licks them clean before lapping at my shimmering nipples.
I feel boneless, exhausted, but somehow still aching for more than just his fingers. I want what he gave me the other night. I want to be pinned beneath him while his cock bottoms out inside me.
Killian re-buckling my seatbelt pulls me out of my thoughts. I shift in my seat and watch as he pulls out of the parking space. It’s only when we’re pulling out of the lot that I realize my breasts are still exposed. I see the amusement on his face out of my peripherals as I struggle to get my bra and top back into place. I decide not to say anything else to him for the remainder of this ride. I say a little prayer, that I know won’t be answered, that he’ll just take me home.
As we drive through the town of Blackcrown Falls, I’m immediately reminded of when we were younger and how he and Kai would take me out to find illegal shit to get into. We weren’t even old enough to drive, but that didn’t stop us from wreaking havoc on the wealthy residents of Blackcrown. I was the lookout, unless we got into a sticky situation. I was their equal back then. A buzz of adrenaline rips through me when I think of the time Killian tripped an alarm and Kai got bit by a guard dog who was taking his job way too seriously. That was the first time I drove the getaway car when it wasn’t just practice. It was the first time I had to outrun the cops. It was also the night Killian branded me and took my virginity.
And now my childhood friends run the entire town. They are the wealthy. They have everything they ever dreamed of. And I don’t even have one person I can count on.
“Where are you right now?” Killian asks me, and my eyes snap over to his. I realize I’ve been caught reminiscing and I try to wipe the emotion off of my face.
I ignore his question because he knows exactly where my mind was just then. I glance out the window and furrow my brow when I realize we’re heading out of town. I don’t bother asking him where we’re going, because the likelihood of him answering truthfully is pretty slim.
“What is Kai going to do with Desiree?” I blurt out instead. “I mean, it’s obvious she’s some sort of pawn. Did he kill her mother?”
“Why would you ask that?” His voice is terse and he shifts into gear roughly. The way he snaps at me shouldn’t startle me, but it does, and I flinch at his tone. When I don’t answer, he reaches
