Chapter 43 43

Chapter 43 43
Aspen 

DAY TWENTY THREE 

I paused and stopped moving the moment I felt Killian's lips on mine as his hands framed my face. He kissed me and I was not expecting him to do that. It felt as if my legs grew weak as Killian’s lips landed on mine and my mind suddenly turned hazy when he swallowed my laughter with his kiss. It had been unexpected. I did not expect Killian to do that. I did not expect him to place his lips on mine. 

I remained still for a while as I could not move. I tried to, but I could not. I wanted to push him off but I could not. One of my dreams was kissing the one I loved under the Eiffel Tower. But it was Killian and I couldn’t exactly call what was between us love. I did not even know why he was doing what he was doing. But I still had not forgotten when he called me by his girlfriend's name while he was kissing me. 

“I think we should stop!” The thought of that rang warning bells in my head and I finally got the strength to push Killian away. 

“Why?” There was a calm expression on his face and I was still feeling that electrifying vibe from his kiss. I really wanted him to kiss him— But I was not going to be a fucking substitute for his girlfriend. I wanted a man to be with me because I was me. But because I looked like someone. 

“Because I—“ My voice trailed off. “Why are you kissing me?” I asked. 

“Because I want to,” Killian replied. “Your lips are soft. They taste good like strawberries and the other night you left me unsatisfied and you are doing it again.” I scoffed. 

“Asshole.” I cursed. “You hate me.” I reminded him in case he was forgetting that. 

“Not your lips.” My cheeks began to turn red and I frowned. The last thing I wanted was him seeing me blushing. 

“You can easily go to her. The other woman I mean.” I cleared my throat and I was talking about Flora. “You called her name the last time we kissed,” I told him. 

“Who?” Killian’s brows squeezed into that of confusion. 

“You tell me? We were kissing and the next minute you were calling me by another name. Why do you think I slapped you? And I will slap you again if you are kissing me just because I look like her!!” I warned him. I’d slap him and then cut off his dick. 

“What are you talking about? Why would I call you by another name? And there is no other woman.” My jaw worked. There was confusion in his voice and that got me by answer, he could not remember. That night he was not in his right senses. He could not remember that he actually called Flora. 

And I decided not to call the name either. 

“That’s okay. I came here to have a good time. Not talk about you. Forget that I ever asked anything. And I’m warning you,” My voice turned hard. “Don’t try to get intimately close with me because I look like someone you know or loved, I don’t care. I will kill you in your sleep.” 

I told Killian in a sharp voice and something flashed in his eyes. I expected him to say okay and continue our tour. But he took a step closer to me. Closing every space that was between us and then he held my face. 

“I enjoyed kissing you, Púca,” he said, his thumb slowly caressing my face. 

“Do not insult me,” I warned Killian. First, it was eejit and he was going ahead to call me puca whatever. 

Killian laughed, “Púca is not an insult, silly.” 

“Fucking devil spawn.” I glared hard at him. His hand on my face left a tingling sensation. Was it weird that I wanted to kiss him deeply and roughly? Yes, it was fucking weird and Killian was someone that I despised. 

But who wouldn’t want to kiss a hot man? Those lips. His lips and his…I had to shake my head. To distract myself. I’d sworn to myself that I would never think about it again. Nothing like that ever happened between Killian and me.  

“I kiss you because I want it. With you, Aspen. Not because I think you are somewhere else. Okay?” 

“Are you saying this to get in my head and make me agree to kiss you?” Manipulations did not work on me. I’d kill him if he tried that. 

“No. I’m telling you so you know. I don’t lie.” He did not. Killian was straightforward and blunt as hell. 

“Asshole.” I cursed under my breath and then I wrapped my hands around his neck. He was so much taller that I had to stand on my toes. “This fucking means nothing,” I said before slamming my lips on Killian. 

He immediately took the reins and wrapped his hands around my waist, pulling me close to himself as he began to kiss me hard. His tongue pushed into my mouth and I felt him, tasted him. He tasted warm and good and his hand on my waist was firm and gentle. 

Gentle was a word that did not really rhyme with Killian. 

He kissed me hard and Killian was a good kisser. I could barely keep up with the kiss and to think that it was my second time kissing a man. I was an amateur compared to the way Killian's lips moved and how he worked his tongue into my mouth. I still tried to keep up. 

I tugged on his nape as he nibbled on my lower lip, and then kissed me deeper and more hungrily. He suddenly grabbed my butt as he pressed my body to his.

A gasp escaped my lips when I felt his hard dick. My pussy was throbbing as well and fucking wey. Killian finally pulled off from the kiss, my breath heavy and I could feel my lips swollen. 

“Do you want to go home?” He abruptly asked.