Twisted Fates

Prologue

The sky outside was dark and rainy. Thunder and lightning strike across the horizon while the streets below continue to flood with water.

The sounds made by the storm were terrifying and the scenery they could see through the glass doors leading to the patio wasn't setting a romantic mood either. Still, the tension in the air between them was palpable enough to give each other hints about what they felt at the moment.

Roslyn bit her lip as she struggled to make a decision about whether to leave the hotel room or not.

I made a promise not to get side-tracked by romantic endeavors anymore and just focus on saving my sister from an inevitable death that would likely occur within this year.

"I can't."

Simple words but she conjured all of her energy just to say them.

“Really now?” He asked her, teasingly feeling the thin lacy material of her bikini from underneath her thigh-split dress.

Ro couldn't help it but feel butterflies in her stomach.

Oh, the things he does to me. I didn't know I'd end up falling for him. It seems it was just yesterday when we first met and ushered our first words to one another. Time flies so fast. I didn't think he'd have feelings for me either. There's a one in a million chance of feeling the way we do. And I don't want to let him go; to let any of this go.

“f**k this.” Roslyn murmured as she started removing his tuxedo jacket.

He knew it was a go signal. Without warning, he leaned in and hungrily kissed her lips, one hand supporting her back while the other pulling down her panty.

Their kiss was wet, sloppy, and deep. The kind of kiss that screams 'I want you so badly. Take me. I'm all yours.'

“Hhhmmmm…” Roslyn heard his quiet moans as they nibbled the corners of one another’s mouth. Without breaking the kiss, he slid his own polo shirt off his arms until he was half-naked.

His tongue traced the upper row of Ro's teeth.

He pulls apart and whispers her name sexily, “Ro.” He then continued tracing down soft wet kisses from her neck down to her shoulder and arms. All the while, he was bringing her panty down her thighs.

Roslyn felt him moving away, she opened her eyes and saw him unbuckling his belt. He locked eyes with Ro, grimacing as he tossed his pants and boxer shorts onto the floor.

He removed his shoes and kicked them off against the carpet. Taking confident steps, Killian slowly approached Roslyn, who was gaping at the sight of his fully naked masculine body and his hardened erection.

Poor Ro, she was starting to feel hot and her heart pounded dangerously in her chest.

Fuck! He's so hot and so perfect, like he popped out from a pornstar movie or something.

“Are you ready, Love?”

She just gaped at him with her mouth open and her eyes focusing on him down there.

He giggled a little when he noticed where she was staring at.

Without waiting for her response, he pushed her down on the bed once more. He grabbed the hem of her dress and started pulling it upwards. As soon as he successfully slid the dress off her head, he spread her legs wide enough so he could move in between them, his bulging fullness positioned directly at the entrance of her s*x.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this," he said softly. His tone was sincere and certain.

He then reached out his hand, unhooked her bra, and took it off. He softly and slowly ran his fingers down her thighs towards her calves.

Ro's eyebrows furrowed at the ticklish, yet sensational pleasure he was causing her.

Once he reached her feet, he loosened the adjustable straps of her heels and let them fall onto the ground. They were both fully naked now. Licking his lips, he stared down at her from head to toe. "God! You're beautiful!"

He placed one hand on her bare waist and bent down until his face was inches apart from her breasts. He looked up at her seductively before sticking out his tongue and trailing it around her n****e, elongating it. He licked at first and then started sucking it as if it was a sweet lollipop. His other hand made its way towards her apex.

Roslyn didn’t know what came over her, but she arched her back and tugged at his hair while she groaned at the pleasure.

Her body nearly convulsed when Killian started stimulating her, palming her c******s and rubbing it back and forth at a slow pace and gradually picking up speed.

He breathes. “I want you to come for me, Ro.”