I quickly got into the position he wanted me in. On my hands and knees, back arching, my ass in the air. His fingers trailed along the curve of my back, then between my butt cheeks, before brushing against my wet lips, over my most sensitive flesh. His touch disappeared from my skin and then I heard a rustling somewhere in the room. Drawers opening and closing. Thud. Thud. Thud. I was anxious, but anticipation licked its way through my fevered body. I waited for the pain, wanting it… craving it. A second later, Killian came to stand behind me again. His warmth cocooned me. Safe.
