SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 143

- KILLIAN -

I can feel her breath hard on my face as she stares at me. I take my hand off her arm and let it rest behind her back then with a sharp pull of my hand, her body shoves forward, closer to mine. This makes her gasp.

I cock my head to the side. My gaze lowers to rest on her face. I crawl a finger, of my other hand situated between her thighs, up her mid section just above her pussy lips which are soaking with need. “Come on Hazel,” I whisper, peering my eyes down her skin. “Don’t make me ask twice.” I say to her. With a lazy finger, I tap her pussy lips.

This small invasion leaves her gasping into the handkerchief stuck in her mouth. I want to hear her. Hear her whimpers loudly in my ears when she takes me in, which she will.

I take the cloth off her mouth, leaving it dangled around her neck. There’ll be use for it much sooner.

Hazel tilts her body forward, twining her arms around my neck as she brings her mouth close to my ears. Subtle pants escape her lips. Her tongue rests on my ear lobe, tickling, before she encloses it with her teeth. Now she says something to me. “I want you to fuck me Killian, with no mercy.” She breaths, fingers digging into my hair.

That’s all I needed to hear. My cock has been throbbing with lust ever since she laid her hands on me and caressed my bod.

With no further ado, I unzip my pants, sliding it down my legs along with my underwear. My dick comes to sight. It’s hard, throbbing, veiny and needs a hole to dive into.

Situating both my hands at the junction of her waist, I pull her hips to me roughly, raising her waist up. Hazel gasps. She didn’t think I’d be gentle, did she? I have some left over frustration I need to release and she just happened to be the best pleasure tool for it. I mean this in a good way.

“Your wish is my command.” I murmur as I pound into her pussy. This will be very worthwhile.

- HAZEL -

My eyes widen as I explode with pleasure the moment his dick thrusts into my core. He entered me so deep with one thrust. So deep that he hit all the right spots all at once and my wetness doubled. I gasp in a load of air as Killian keeps slamming into me, hastily and mercilessly as I requested.

He left no room for me to catch my breath and I feel my body nearing an orgasm I never thought I could achieve in such a short while.

My eyes water. My teeth digs into a corner of my lower lip as I try to hold in my uncontrollable moans and my head sinks into his pillows. I feel a rupture of pleasure coursing through every single part of my body and he hasn’t even touched me yet.

He hasn’t laid his lips on my body nor caressed me in any way. I don’t know if I should worry,

“Are you going to touch me?” I manage to pant, my mind still blown by the ecstasy of what his dick is doing to me.

Killian pulls out then spun me over, leaving my breasts and tummy pressing his sheets and back to him. He spread my legs to him the plunges into my pussy, fucking me from behind. This makes a moan slip out my lips. I feel his body lean closer to mine as his hand crawls down the center of my back. “Do you want me to touch you?”

A hand makes its way to my stomach and presses me gently. I scream with pleasure, panting into the sheets as my teeth encloses on it.

“You’re given the chance to tell me how you want to be fucked, Hazel. Don’t waste it.”

Those words go straight to my pussy which pools with a newfound craving. My lips part but my head sinks into his sheets.

I try to speak but moans escape my mouth instead. He’s not really giving me a chance to think properly. How can I when every reasoning membrane has been utterly fried while being captivated by the things he’s doing to me?

A hand reaches up to my nipples, twisting them while he presses me to the bed with his chest, still pounding into me with his other hand holding my ass up to him. “I’m waiting Kitten.” Killian hums deeply into my ears.

“Anyhow you want!” I breath, my words being moans. I feel another orgasm coming. I feel my body shaking underneath his body yet he doesn’t stop.

“Anyhow I want?” Killian’s voice deepens as he repeats my words. “What if I want to bend your legs over.” His teeth scrapes the skin of my neck gently. “Like this.” With a sharp move, Killian pulls out of me, edging me on purpose, then lies me to face him.

He holds my legs up to my face and starts thrusting into me hard. My body writhes as it explodes with pleasure feeling his dick pulping inside of me. My hands wander all over the sheets, looking for something to grip.

My knees are to my shoulder and although this pose hurts, the pleasure I feel overshadows it and makes it worth it. My eyes roll behind my sockets as I mumble a moan.

“Don’t do that.” Killian’s voice resonates in my ears. “I want to hear every single sound leaving your pretty lips loud and clear.” His torso prowls over mine as he leans in to lock his lips with mine, kissing me passionately. I nib his lower lip as his tongue dominates my mouth, licking the walls of my mouth.

I moan in his mouth. This time, out of pain and euphoria.

He’s holding both my legs up with one hand while slamming into me and my pussy walls begin to clench.

The groan that slips into my ears makes the ends of my lips curl.

“You can’t deny it,” I breathe. Killian takes his lips off mine. “No pussy can feed your lust like mine does.” I chuckle at the thought.

My chuckle suddenly turns into a gasp as he pushes his hips into me harder. Fucking me harder. Thrusting into me deeper. I feel like I’m about to burst out of this ecstasy.

“True.” Killian grunts, his voice completely lost. “But that could also be a dangerous thing, little Hazel.”

I raise my hips up, angling my hips to go with his rhythm. This makes Killian fall forward and rest on my chest. I seize the opportunity and rest my hands on his back, holding him to me.

“You’d do anything to taste me again, no?” My pants quickens. I’m close. So close. Killian doesn’t answer. My eyelids shut close as I near my climax. I’m panting, sweating under his body as he rails me on his bed yet I’m not ashamed of it.

Killian’s hands squeeze into my thighs as he pulls me closer to him. One hand now on my neck and the other holding my waist to him as he stares into me with a look that dares me to move my legs and see what he does to me.

I’m looking back at him, eyes soaring into his while he fucks me in the worst and best way possible. My head angles backwards as I moan. A thought suddenly pops in my mind. I return my gaze back to him, fighting the urge pulling my head into his sheets.

I want to watch him claim me. I lower my gaze to his slutty waist. A grin forms on my face as I hear the sound of our bodies smacking against each other. As my eyes witnesses his pelvis hitting my mid section, I bite my lip.

“What’s on your mind?” Killian asks.

I moan in response.

“I hate to think there’s something on your mind other than me this very moment. And I know you well enough to know something has you distracted other than my dick.”

I feel his dick hit my stomach as he slam into me harder.

“Don’t hesitate to ask me anything, Hazel. To tell me anything. Don’t hesitate to ask me to touch you, anytime, any day. For this purpose I was made for.”

His mouth surrounds my boob. Tongue licking every part of my exposed calf as his teeth marks my body. That bittersweet sting has me in a chokehold. His grip on my neck eases and his tongue circles my nipple as he sucks in it expertly. I could feel it that I am his. I was aware of it as his mouth claimed every part of my body, as his hands caresses and strokes every part of my body.

My eyes fail to stay open any longer and I feel myself get drowsily evoked in his touches. Like a moth to a flame, I am addicted to this man.

“Hazel,” He calls my name warmly.

“You have a gun, don’t you?” I ask, cutting him short. I feel his lips halt for a second before resuming torturing my breasts desirously. “Threaten me with it.” I gasp, desperation oozing out of my tone. “Hold it to my face and tell me what to do while fucking me.” I plead, evoked by enormous pleasure.

I may sound sick in the head. I shouldn’t be asking this but how can I not crave it? I enjoy how hard he is with me. I enjoy how he strangles me and orders me. I enjoy obeying him. I enjoy the thrill he gives me. My body craves it.

“Anything you want, kitten.” Killian says, his tone dark. I notice him hover over me without pulling out. His cock fills my pussy and feels so good. “As I do this, remember I love you.” Killian says to me, locking eyes with mine.

My lips part as my gaze lands on what lays in his hand. The gun was by the bed side all along. I wonder if it always is with him when we sleep together.

I nod, giving him my consent to proceed. My hand hits something to the ground as he pulls me closer to him, pointing his pistol at my neck, sinking it into my skin.

I wonder if it’s loaded. The danger in this play sends fire down there. Killian lets the gun graze down my body then rest on my nipple. A moan leaves my lips as the brazen mouth of his gun kneads my boob and my eyes shut voluntarily.

“You like that?” My eyelids flutter open and meets his condescending gaze. Killian is still thrusting into me but slowly this time. “You filthy little fuck hole.”

I gasp at his degradation, it’s become my new favourite thing. His gun pats down my stomach till it lands on my clit. I feel it flick over my clit deliciously. This causes my pussy to clench around his cock.

“Oh Hazel, the things you make me do to you. You should beg me to stop.” Were the words echoing in my ears before his pace quickens. Is this even possible? To feel someone’s touches all over your body all at once that it feels like everything doesn’t exist but you two?

That you get so consumed by your own pleasure and forget yourself in the process?

My pants quickens, getting louder and louder each time. I’m coming. “I don’t want you to stop.” I mewl aloud. “Don’t stop doing things to me. Never stop.”