He stopped short and stared at me like he had seen a ghost.
I stared at him waiting for him to acknowledge me, I used the opportunity to study him.
The once stylishly dressed man in the impeccable suit was now looking haggard and worn out.
He had bags under his eyes and he looked thin. This wasn't the Killian I remember.
Did I do this?
Like someone snapped a finger, he seemed to get himself back and headed towards the basement.
I had half the mind to tell him not to bother but he might as well find out for himself.
He stormed towards me with rage I was surprised the ground didn't have in.
His hand wrapped around my throat before I had a chance to protest.
"What the hell are you doing here?" he growled.
I grasped his hand and scratched it, he refused to let me go.
His face was flushed with anger as he sneered at me. My eyes were beginning to water.
I gasped for air, my throat was closing up but he didn't let up.
"Let me go."
My face was red, he seemed to have realized himself because he let go.
What was he so angry about?
I am the one who has been wronged, Why does he get to be mad?
We stood staring at each other, my chest was heaving as I struggled to catch my breath.
Suddenly, the answers I waited for didn't matter.
I didn't want to be in the same space with him.
I turned and headed towards the door, I opened the door but he shut it with his hand.
I was trapped between the door and him, his angry face stared at me with so much contempt.
I avoided his eyes as much as I could, everywhere looked interesting.
Everywhere but his eyes.
"Look at me," he ordered.
I refused.
I couldn't look him in the eye, I didn't want to melt and long for something I shouldn't.
"Catalina, look at me."
I did.
His eyes were filled with so much rage that I trembled, he pressed harder into me and I whimpered.
I looked up sharply when I felt his dick, it was hard. Digging into my thigh like it wanted to bury itself there.
I should feel flattered but I all anything but.
I was filled with so much longing that I moved my hips just a little.
"That's a dangerous move, kitten."
His words so slowly slipped over me like a caress.
I didn't know what I should pick but at the moment, I so badly wanted to live in the moment.
When else will I have to see him, to be near him?
I wanted to experience the moments of intimacy I had to have with him again. The heat between them seared through me.
"Please," I whimpered.
I didn't know what I was pleading for, but for the life of me, I wanted him so much that it hurt.
"You want me to kiss you, kitten?"
I nodded slowly.
I sagged against him with relief when his lips met mine, he tugged me against him with his hand placed on my neck.
He devoured my lips like a starving man, I made a sound at the back of my throat but it wasn't enough.
My hands were everywhere, I touched him everywhere to make sure he was real.
My senses came back to me and I pushed at his chest.
"No, stop."
He leaned back, his lips swollen from our kiss. I am sure mine looked the same. The confusion in his eyes had me pausing.
"Stop?"
"Yes, stop. I didn't come here for this. I came to talk to you."
"About?"
"I can't remember."
He lifted a brow in question and I folded, If I cannot remember why I came here in the first place then what should I do?
He grabbed me for another kiss and I succumbed, my initial pep talk thrown out of the window.
Way to go, Catalina.
I was thinking with my pussy now, the bitch has a mind of its own.
I grabbed onto his neck as he removed his jacket, I felt him walking and carrying me along but I didn't care.
Not when all my senses eluded me and left me speechless to his torture.
He stopped kissing me to ask, "Tell me to stop."
I opened my mouth but nothing came out, not even a sound. He took that as my answer and lowered his lips to mine.
He removed my blouse, unclasping my bra with a hand. The cool air touched my breast and my nipple turned to marbles.
I moaned when he rolled one between his fingers, it's been so long.
I missed this, I missed him.
I missed us.
"Kitten, my kitten," he said against my lips.
My pussy gushed with his praise, my wetness made them slick. I writhed under him.
I melted when he placed a kiss on my forehead, and then my neck.
He laid me on the bed, shrugging out of his dress shirt.
He removed the rest of my clothes leaving me bare and vulnerable to him.
Whatever it was, I was happy Diane forced me to wax that one time.
Killian turned to lock the door, My heart skipped when I heard the formidable click in the lock.
He turned to face me, and I gulped.
He looked angrier than before.
"This is the last time, Kitten. After this, I won't ever bother you again," he said.
I was confused.
"What do you mean?"
"I am letting you go. I will stay away from you after today," he said.
I nodded, the light in his eyes died a little at my answer.
His words did nothing to reassure me, not when he had that crazy look in his eyes.
He pounced on me, kissing me everywhere like he wanted to commit every curve to memory.
I thought he was going to eat me.
"Remember your safe word?" he asked.
I nodded because my mouth didn't know how to work anymore.
"Good,"
He brought out the leather ties and tied my hand and legs to the bed.
I was spread eagle wide on the bed much to his amusement.
Killian lifted the whip with a sadistic smile on his face as he admired the leather.
I admired it too but mostly out of fear, I jolted out of my thoughts when he caressed me with the whip.
He let the whip loose on my breast, I yelped as he chuckled.
But it sounded more like a sadist making his rounds.
The second time the whip came down on my breast, I screamed.
"Did he touch you?"
"Who?" I asked,
The whip shut me up, "The man you were with, did he touch your breast?"
"No one touched my..."
"Don't fucking lie to me!" he roared.
I flinched when the whip came harder than before.
A sneer occupied his lips as he looked down at me.
"You take me for a fool, Catalina." he shook his head.
"I don't know what you are talking about," I mumbled.
The whip landed on me again making me jolt.
"Just because I was out of town doesn't mean I don't keep tabs on what happens in my club."
"Killian, I don't understand what you mean...Ahh!!!"
The whip shut me up.
"I was informed the minute you stepped into my club with your little friends. So tell me, did you enjoy your time with him?"
"I swear, I didn't do anything with any man."
"Don't lie to me!" he yelled.
I took a moment to think. He is angry with me because he thinks I cheated.
Like our relationship wasn't flawed in the first place.
How is it that they kept tabs on me up until I approached Vixen?
But nothing happened, not a damn thing.
Damn, nosy people.
"Killian I swear, nothing happened.
"Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy having another man's hand on you? On my property?"
I shook my head furiously, "No, it's nothing like that. I went into the private room with Vix..."
"I don't want to hear it, Catalina."
He proceeds to shut me up by whipping me everywhere.
He whipped my bare pussy and I screamed out.
"Massage!" I yelled out.