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“So, what do you suggest we do?” I question her, not moving away from her touch. She keeps her hand planted against my chest, keeping enough distance between us, but clinging to the smallest amount of contact we can have.
“We keep our distance and continue what we’re doing.” She pauses, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “We need to work on ourselves before we can be anything together.”
She speaks the truth, but I can’t help but feel a wave of rejection wash over me. I don’t know that I can keep my distance from her, but I will do whatever the hell she needs me to do. Whatever Ainsley wants is what happens.
She’s the most important thing in my life. Fuck, she is my life. I will do whatever she says.
“Just think about it, okay?”
Her brow furrows. “What is there to think about, Killian?”
“Keeping our distance,” I pause, taking a step away from her. “Like I said, no one would ever have to know except for us.”
Ainsley shakes her head, an exasperated sigh slipping from her lips. “You know that you are fucking impossible right?”
“And I’m fucking completely consumed with you.”
“More like obsessed,” she mumbles, rolling her eyes. “You know how unhealthy that is?”
I shrug, a smirk tugging on the corner of my lips. “I’ve done worse.”
“Go to bed, Killian.”
“If you come with me.”
Ainsley laughs lightly, the sound music to my ears. “Good night, Killian.”
“Dream of me, baby girl.” I wink as she rolls her eyes. “And don’t be afraid to touch yourself while you do.”
A pink tint creeps up from her neck, spreading across her cheeks as her eyes widen. I blow her a kiss, taking a few steps backward, watching her expression grow darker before turning around. I leave her where she’s standing in the hallway and head in the direction of my room.
She doesn’t want us to be a secret, but I know that girl better than she knows herself. It won’t be long before she goes against everything that she said. She’s my drug of choice, but she’s just as addicted as I am.
It won’t be long before she slips into my room when she’s not supposed to or pulls me into a dark room where no one will find us.
I push open the door to my bedroom and slip inside, kicking it closed behind me. There aren’t any locks on our doors here, just in case of an emergency. Each room has its own private bathroom though and even though those doors don’t have locks either, you’re always guaranteed more privacy if someone walks in when you’re in the bathroom.
I head into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me as I step into the vast space. Reaching into the shower, I turn the water on, letting it heat up as I strip out of my clothes. My cock is still hard from seeing Ainsley as I step into the shower and pull the curtain closed behind me.
The steady stream of water is hot on my back, soaking my skin and my hair as I stand underneath it. My cock throbs and I can’t resist it anymore.
Ainsley has that effect on me, one like I’ve never experienced with anyone else in my life. Her effect is even more profound than the drugs I’ve put in my system. She’s got her fucking claws in my skin and there’s no way to dig them out.
My hand slides down my torso and I wrap it around the length of my throbbing cock. Starting at the shaft, I move up and down, stroking myself as thoughts of her flood my mind. The past mixes with the present. I imagine her spread out on the bed for me.
Her legs are parted and I dive in, licking and tasting her sweet pussy. Memories of her legs shaking, her thighs clamping around my head as her orgasm tore through her body. Climbing up the length of her body before slipping inside her.
Ainsley was the sweetest thing that I’d ever fucking tasted. Her touch is intoxicating and the high from her is one that I never wanted to come down from. Now, all I’m left with are the memories. The memories of her underneath me, screaming out my name as I drove her past the point of ecstasy.
That time at Linc’s, watching the three of them fucking as I fucked her in the hallway. My hand tightens around my cock and I tug harder and faster. I can’t keep my eyelids open, letting them fall shut as my head tilts back, still under the steady stream of hot water.
Steam fills the shower, but nothing around me matters. All I can think about is Ainsley. Memories of her from the first time we went further than kissing. The janitor’s closet at the school. Her on her knees with my cock in her mouth.
I picture her on her knees right now in front of me, swallowing me whole. Her hands cupping my balls and I feel them constrict as I push myself closer to the edge. My hand moves in the same fashion that her mouth did. I pick up the pace, fucking my hand like I’m fucking her face.
Ainsley’s head bobs back and forth, the tip of my cock hitting the back of her throat with every thrust. Her hand tights around the base of my cock and she massages my balls simultaneously. One last thrust and I’m falling over the edge, my body shaking as I’m lost in the fucking euphoric ecstasy that she drives me to.
The warmth hits me with such force, spreading through my body faster than heroin ever hit my system. I come harder than I have in a long fucking time, my seed spilling down her throat as she continues to suck me dry. My chest heaves, ragged with every shallow breath that I breathe.
