“Yes! Yes! I’m yours! I’m only yours!”
Our bodies moved in sync, w3t sounds echoing through the room, the room filled with the sound of s3x any need. I clung to him as if I’d die if I let go, his name tumbling from my lips again and again.
“Liana?” I heard my name from outside while Killian continued to thrvst deeper and faster, his c0ck slamming into me over and over again.
“Shhhh… Shhh…” he whispered, his voice hot against my ear, breathless and wild. “Reduce your voice. Don’t let them know
I’m here…” desperate and so fvck!ng
His hand covered my mouth while his hips never stopped. My moans were muffled but still loud needy. He rubbed my cl!t with his fingers, never missing a beat. My body was unraveling beneath him.
“Killian… oh fvck… y3sss… aahh-“
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Liana? Are you alright?”
He didn’t stop. Fvck, he didn’t even slow down. His other hand moved to my br3@st, squeezing, and then his lips was on it, svck!ng, tugging, groaning against my skin as if he was in heat too.
“You feel so good.., so fvck!ng good…” he growled, his hips hammering into me.
“Killian… oh fvck… fvck… yes, there… oh my gosh…”
Knock Knock Knock.
“Liana?”
My eyes shot open. I looked around me. I was alone. On my bed. Covered in sweat, my chest heaving, my thighs still trembling. The sheets were tangled around my legs. My p@nt!3s soaked. The door was still locked.
It was just a dream.
A fvck!ng w3t dream.
“Liana?” I heard the knob jiggle, followed by the sound of a key sliding into the lock.
Sh!t.
I scrambled upright, my legs still weak, my body flushed and panting.
Then the door creaked open.
“Liana?”
I froze.
Mother stood in the doorway, blinking at me with slight confusion.
Oh God. Oh fvck!ng G0d.
I wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. I had just woken up from the hottest, f!lth!3st dream I’d ever had in my life, and now she was standing right there, looking at me as if I’d lost my mind.
“Is something the matter?” she asked carefully, stepping in and closing the door behind her. “You were, um… making some strange noises.”
My face burned. I couldn’t look at her. I wiped my forehead with my sleeve, trying to steady my breathing, even though every nerve in my body was still shaking from the dream.
“I-I’m fine. I was just… bad dream.”
She tilted her head, still studying me. Her eyes weren’t accusing, just… curious.
I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, pulling the sheets closer around my legs. I prayed she couldn’t smell the scent of that clung to the room. arousal
“Breakfast is ready,” she said after a short pause. “Your dad and Ryan are downstairs. They’re waiting for you so we can head out and check some elementary schools for Ryan.”
I nodded quickly, still not looking at her. “Okay. I’ll be down soon.”
She lingered a bit, then added, “Also… your date. It’s today. Six p.m.”
My head snapped up. “Date?”
She gave me a soft smile. “The man your dad mentioned. The widower. With the little girl.”
I blinked, still half-stuck between the aftermath of the dream and the reality in front of me. “I don’t know if I cansuran i unutamamen
She walked over to me and sat on the edge of the bed. I tensed up, still feeling quite exposed, even though I was fully clothed.
She looked at me with kind, knowing eyes. “I know you’re missing him already. You don’t have to act like you’re not.”
I swallowed. Hard. “I’m not-“
“Liana,” she cut in gently, placing her hand over mine. “You don’t have to lie to me. I’m not judging you. I just… I want you to understand something Your dad isn’t trying to hurt you.”
“Then why is he doing this?” I asked, my voice suddenly cracking. “Why is he trying to keep me away from Killian? I get it, okay? We messed up. I messed up. But what’s done is done. Why is he trying so hard to erase Killian from my life?”
“Because he’s trying to protect you,” she said softly.
“Protect me? From what exactly?! From Killian?!”
Mother sighed and looked down at our hands. She was quiet for a moment. When she finally spoke, her voice was so soft I could barely hear her.
“From the truth…”
My eyes narrowed. “What truth?”
She quickly looked up, almost startled. “Huh?”
I stared at her. “You just said something. What truth, Mom?”
“Did I?” she asked, brushing it off too quickly.”Mother-“
“You wouldn’t understand, Liana.”
“Then make me understand!” I cried, the pressure in my chest breaking loose. “Please… I need to understand!”
She stood up suddenly, her body tense as she moved toward the door as if she was trying to avoid the conversation altogether.
“Just freshen up, sweetheart. You need to come downstairs. Your dad and Ryan are waiting. And your date is at six. Don’t be late.”
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