Esmeralda's POV
Killian spread my legs, he placed a kiss on my thigh and the current that flowed from the spot he had kissed to my brain was unfathomable.
I have heard stories about this and have also watched movies. Not that I looked it up just to watch, probably scenes like this popped up when watching a movie.
I knew what he wanted to do and I was scared. I had always thought that it was disgusting. It was the place where period blood flowed out from and men just put their mouths on that.
It was covered almost every minute of everyday but they were still willing to put their tongues on it. To suck, to lick and Killian was no different.
Lucky me, I had shaved before and I was not that insecure about it. What was really on my mind was that I felt shy, I didnt fewl kike I smelled good.
Taking care of myself down there had never been my top prior
Killian's POVI turned in my bed, Esmeralda was laying right next to me, sleeping peacefully. I had feared that I would not be able to ever see her like this again. It wasn't even because she was kidnapped but because I had been a jerk to her. I had hurt her feelings and even countless times proved to her that she was only a responsibility.It was really surprising that she was able to look at me in the eyes and not throw up. It was shocking to me that she still took my lips on her own after being an asshole to her for a while.I crawled off the bed. I never planned that anything would go the way it did. I was hell bent on not penetrating her and I kept to that. She had orgasmed way too much from the fingering and licking that she had become too weak to move.It was already evening time and I was starving. I wanted to get her something to eat as well because I knew Camille was that sort of a monster that she would allow her prisoner to starve.So I had to leave for the kitchen to get
Killian's POVI couldn't say anything to Susan. She had this idea in her head that I was a bad person. To her I was horrible just because I didn't want to get married to Paula.And the truth is, when someone already thinks the worst about you there was nothing you could do to change their idea about you and it was the same for Susan. I didn't want to exchange words with her, there were more important things to waste my time on than that so I decided to do something better with my time.I took the tray from her when she was done. She probably gave up on trying to make me see from her point of view whilst I didn't care if nobody understood where I was coming from.I took the tray and walked back to my room. Before I entered, the thought of checking up on Paula came into my mind and I wanted to go to her but I was still very angry with her and I didn't want her to misinterpret what was going on.So I just decided to go to my room. Esmeralda was still sleeping. I dropped the tray on the
Esmeralda's POVWhen Killian said those words, it seemed like he harbored a kind of anger and hatred for Paula. I felt it would be too insensitive to ask him why he said that. I also did not want him to feel like I actually wanted him to marry her because I was feeling guilty about everything.I was troubled by what he said. Harboring such anger and hate towards a person wasn't good, especially towards the woman who was going to birth his children.Even though he and I have become some sort of a thing since there was no tag on our relationship, it wasn't my place to ask or try to make him.think differently about it. I was worried about him but I couldn't scold him. It wasn't my business.The best I could do was place my hand over his own as a show of comfort so he could feel the depth of my affection for him."I don't intend to sound hostile but Paula isn't someone i can trust". He said."What did she do?" "There were things she did and excuses she gave that kind of made sense but so
Esmeralda's POVThere wasn't any reason in particular why I had linguistics on my list. The only thing I could say was that I loved learning things about people, from their culture to their languages and to their reasons for things and people had this thing about them where they leave pieces of themselves in things they used to own and people they used to be.They also showed their true selves in the actions they took. How they write, how they speak, the language they decide to speak if they are multilingual and how tightly they hug the ones close to them.People have a lot of themselves they dont show to the public and I wanted to know those things.Probably the linguistics can be a minor and psychology may be the best thing to study with those reasons of mine.I wondered how Kilian would feel about dating a psychologist.I wondered if we were dating.At the moment what mattered to him most was how much he intended to leave for me in the tray of food he was eating from.The next day,
Killian's POV.The way Esmeralda had envisioned her life in the future got me thinking. I made money, started a company solely because it was how I grew up. I was born into wealth then I was sure to make it for myself. Meanwhile, Esmeralda only wanted to be happy. Working in Walmart, having a pet and a husband that fixed cars or something like that and I wonder how f it was because she had never had a taste of wealth or was it because she couldn't allow herself to wish for something else because she didn't want to get disappointed.It was surprising, it was weird and I couldn't understand her. I could not understand the ambition she didn't possess. She thought of life too simply, wanted to be simple and if given the chance, she would die in that simplicity.Hell no.I was never going to allow that. They said money doesn't make you happy but those words are from the mouth of a wealthy person. The fact that I can go anywhere of my choosing at anytime was something I was happy about.
Esmeralda's POV.The last class of the day was literature. It wasn't a boring class. I loved the fiction and we were about indulging in the magic that Sylvia Path was.We were going to read one of her books and so we woukd be able to read the pieces of herself she left in the world.I had talked to the counselor about the major that was on my mind, she thought psychology was good for me since I had a passion to understand humans and the way they acted.The only issue became the college of my choice. She showed me a list of really good colleges in the country but I tokd her that I already knew where I wanted to go.She didn't seem disappointed to hear that I wanted to go the the states college. She thought it was a good choice and I was going to get accepted.Lucky me, it wasn't a long drive from Killian's house and so it was perfect. I get to continue living with Killian while I go to college.I had no desire to experience this or that, to meet new people or to have the full college e
Esmeralda's POVStepping on the private jet, I had thought I would surely be so excited that I wouldn't sleep or even try to zone out.I wanted to see through the windows and guess alphabetically where we were going since Killian refused to let me know. Even though he didn't say the exact words, I knew he wanted it to be a surprise. I had a hunch that it would be Paris and if it really was Paris I certainly would be a bit disappointed.Paris was a beautiful city and known as the city of love but it was cliché. Every woman wanted to go to Paris, people went to Paris for honeymoons and all that and it was the spot for romance. I didn't want that. Sure I would love to see Paris one day but not because of a special event or maybe I was invited for a wedding there. If it wasn't the case, the case then I don't think I'd ever want to go there.It just didn't feel magical for me.Killian had no idea about all this. He was busy sipping wine and working on his laptop leaving me to myself. I wa
Esmeralda's POVI ran my hand over my chest, giving him the sluttiest eyes I could muster."Oh Daddy"Killian almost lost it. He laughed so hard that he suddenly began to cough and meanwhile, k was wheezing beside him, about to lose my mind.We must've been such a pain in the ass of the driver because the second he stopped the car, he was outside holding the door open for me.I alighted the car with a warmth in my heart. I was happy. It was already nightfall and the wind was cold and the lights illuminated the city. It was wonderful. It looked wonderful.Suddenly, some fingers interlocked with mine accompanied by the smell of apples. It was perfect.He was perfect."We should get dinner"."Okay, but I'm still gonna smoke some weed or try molly"."Esmeralda, I don't have the contacts of people that sell".I frowned, "I thought you have the contacts of everyone?"He looked utterly confused, he took his hands back from mine and crossed them as he stared at me."Esmeralda, what could've