“Ignore them,” Killian tells me, sliding his hand down my arm in a caress.
“How?”
“Focus on me.”
“On the asshole who just denied me an orgasm?”
His rough chuckle tickles my neck; we’ve been whispering this whole time, words meant only for each other’s ears.
“Do you want to come here, for someone else to see or hear?”
I barely shake my head, almost imperceptibly… but he understands. He always does.
Suddenly, Killian guides me with him, pushing me forward until I’m pressed against the glass. He takes my hand and presses it flat against the window; then does the same with the other. I glance over my shoulder, breathing fast.
“Look ahead, ice princess… our show has begun.”
Killian grabs my hips and pushes me back, his bare c**k pressing fully against my ass.
I rest my forehead agains
