SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S FIANCÉ-Chapter 43 - FORTY THREE

- HAZEL -

I woke up with a moan. My brows creased and I drag my hands between my legs, leaving my eyes closed, and flinched.

A smile suddenly form on my face. Last night, my body felt so alive that I slept off. I bit my lower lip. It’s been a while since that happened and I can’t deny that I loved it.

Heck, I woke up with a smile, I definitely enjoyed that.

"Good morning, Kitten." My eyes shot open when that familiar deep voice echoes in my ears. Oh my God.

My upper body shot up from the bed instantly with confusion written all over my face. I look around my room. No one is in. Not even my roommates.

"Look down." The voice said.

My eyes darted lower. It was then I realised the vibration came from my bed. I run my hand on my bed to search for my phone.

I finally found it. Killian is still on the line.

Wow. Didn’t we end the call last night? And even if we didn’t... did he stay up all night and watch me?

Yeah, right, my phone was between my legs. He sure was watching something else! A voice in my head said. You know, sometimes, it would be nice to enjoy the benefit of the doubt for a second before my conscience kicks in.

I held the phone to my face. Although I can’t see his full body, Killian looks smartly dressed. His hair is perfectly styled and his face is as charming as always. He doesn’t look stressed at all, while me... I look like a wreck with messy hair and-, I brought my hand to the side of my lips and I froze.

I even drooled last night. I dust the dried saliva on my face off sheepishly.

"You’re on the line.." I murmur, looking at Killian.

"I never left." Killian said. That gave me butterflies.

"Why?"

"Leave and miss you waking up to my voice? Not a chance."

I can’t see myself right now, but I can guess my cheeks are tomato red. "But my phone was placed between my legs." I added, keeping my tone low. I want to derive something from this conversation but I do not know what.

"Ah," Killian let out an exhale with a smirk. A chuckle came after. "That was the highlight of my night, kitten."

My eyes widened. "You’re an idiot!" I yell.

Killian laughs at me. I don’t appreciate the joke but I don’t want to cut the call either.

"I’m just kidding," Killian adds immediately. I don’t believe him. I pout, raising a brow to give him the notion that I’m not okay with that. freewёbnoνel.com

That’s a lie. I think the thing my mind so desperately wants to hear us a compliment.

But I don’t think he’ll give it to me.

"Yeah, sure." I roll my eyes.

"Kitten, your phone was positioned for me to see your full body. As tempting as it was to gaze at that sexy cunt between your legs, I’d rather drown in the beauty of the owner."

This made my cheeks burn. I don’t want Killian to know how his words made me feel. What we did last night was completely stupid.

"I’m stunned my battery didn’t die." I’m actually more stunned he stayed.

He watched me. Just knowing that makes this thing we have so confusing.

What do we have exactly? I can’t put a name on it. I swallow. Last night, I was hell-bent on going back to hating him even after he helps me but this took a turn.

I don’t even know if I’m angry or not. He sure has put me in a spot again.

I wonder how much of a mess his dick will do to me. I clear my throat and shrug the thought off.

"I guess I have to start my day." I say. My eyes sway to the top of my phone screen where the time is at. It’s morning yet he’s well groomed. That’s actually hot. "Goodbye." I say.

"Not goodbye. See you soon." His words fills me with guilt. I remember how mad I was at him but his hands touched my pussy and here we are. "And Hazel, don’t avoid me today."

My face flattens.

"Take care of yourself and your foot." With that, Killian cuts the call. I fall flat on my bed and stare at the ceiling. A hefty sigh escape my lips.

I don’t even know what to do or what to think.

My hand runs down my nipples, then slowly to my belly button. I reach under my sheet to feel my clitoris. My eyes roll back in my socket and I bite my lower lip. My pussy feels a teeny bit sore but the good kind of sore.

Maybe I’ll give myself a treat before starting my day. I search for my vibrator on my bed and spread my legs.

I turned my vibrator on.

Thank goodness the battery didn’t die!

I want to touch myself again. Just the way Killian taught me.

*

I jam my locker and lock it after drinking a full bottle of water. I’m in the girl’s locker room and I can’t deny that I’m glad I don’t have to participate in anything.

Our first two classes were cancelled because the professors needed to represent our school in a meeting. We were given assignments obviously, but I enjoyed the free periods.

The best part about today is practice starts now till the end of the school and my twisted foot gives me a pass to sit and watch. It was fun at first till I bumped into Kate. I never wished she was in a different group more than ever. I feel awkward being around her.

Yesterday I avoided her fiancé and today, it’s her turn. I don’t know if I should be guilty or act as if I didn’t text her fiancé yesterday for masturbation purposes and got naked over the phone.

Last night was bliss, but I was so horny that I didn’t think about this part of the story and the good, or bad part, about it is that I don’t care.

I don’t regret doing so. And forgive me for thinking this way, but if I had the chance to engage in something like this again, with him, I’ll hop on it.

I try to place my foot carefully on the ground and wince. I can’t walk properly yet and it’s infuriating. I might have to get some crutches later.

"Be careful with the way you move that." My eyes widen. I felt my heart raced for a second like I was caught doing something bad.

I turn my head to the side to look at the person speaking to me. It’s the brunette-blonde. "You again." I stutter, staring at his eyes. He has a calm smile on his face. One filled with obvious hidden intentions and interest.

Now that’s a smile you use to woo women. I giggled.

"Happy to see me?" He asks, moving to my side.

"Quite the contrary." I say, trying to take a step forward. "Whenever I’m around you, bad things always happen to me."

"Ouch." He says, placing a hand on his chest with his eyes closed. That was so dramatic but it sure has a majestic aesthetic to it.

"What are you doing here? I’ve seen your face quite often. Stalking me now?"

"Stalking is not really my thing. If I want to get a girl to talk to me, I’ll be intentional."

"That is both creepy and dumb, no offense."

"None taken." He stares at me for a while. "May I?" He asks, bending lower. He’s asking for my permission to let him support my body.

Now that is what I call a gentleman behaviour.

"If I say ’no’, will you listen?"

The brunette-blonde stops to think for a second. "Depends on how it’s said."

Nice answer.

"May I?" He asks.

"You shall." I say I’m a royal tone. That made the both of us laugh. He bends lower and leans my arm over his shoulder. I can’t help but notice how gentle he’s being. "What’s your name, blonde?"

"Blonde? That’s quite the nickname for me, locker girl."

My face flattens. His voice is filled with sarcasm. He didn’t put much thought into ’locker girl’ either.

"If you can do better, surprise me."

He grins. "Kaiden."

"Fancy." I grin.

"Care to tell me yours?" Kaiden asks, staring right at me.

Nope, not today.

"You’ll have to earn that, Kaiden."

He chuckles. "Fair enough. I expect nothing less from you." Kaiden walks me to the field. Everyone is already there, including Kate. I turn my eye away the moment I saw her.

I feel bad that she’s suffering the consequences of my actions but I need to get my thoughts straight. Before, I thought I did, but now I’m not sure.

I sat on the bench carefully with his aid. "Thank you kind sir. I shall honour your kind gesture with a letter in my name." I tease, getting comfortable on the bench. "Z." I said to him.

His expression was bland at first then full of confusion. Ha! Even him can’t guess a name with the letter ’Z’ in it.

"The honour is mine." He responds to my tease with a smile.

I wonder how many of that he’ll use on me. I plan to do my best to drain the smiles out of his face. After all, annoying can be my middle name.

A whistle caught my attention and I averted my gaze to the side, where I heard it trail from. It’s Killian. He’s gathering up the team probably to announce something.

I am sure what he has to say is completely useless to me because of my condition but I think I should listen regardless.

Killian locks eyes with me. I noticed a half form smile on his face but the smile suddenly drifted away.

Now his facial expression is filled with rage.

I gasp.

... Did I do something wrong? My brows crease.

I am literally sitting down. I trace his gaze with my eyes and notice he’s not staring at me but something behind me. Or beside me?

I tilt my head to the side.

Oh.

The glare isn’t directed at me, alright. It’s directed at Kaiden.

But why? Do they know each other? I glance at Kaiden then back at Killian.

Killian’s jaw clenched and he looks away. He’s addressing everyone on the team again. The team dispersed to the field, leaving him alone. I focused my gaze on Killian.

He glances at my side then back at the filled. That hurt. After last night, I thought he’d be more enthusiastic to see me. I guess not.

A coat wraps my shoulders, causing me to stare at my other side, perplexed.

"The weather is chilly." Kaiden says, putting his arm around me to fit his coat on my body.

"Thanks." My lips form a line. I stared back at Killian.

He eyed me from head to toe and looked away. His fingers clenched. He looks so full of hatred and I can’t even think about anything I could’ve possibly done to make him stare at me that way.

My fingers clutches the coat. I’m biting my lip again, this time out of nerves.

Why does Killian look at me like he wants to kill me? Not hypothetically, but his gaze gives me goosebumps.