CHAPTER EIGHTY FIVE

- HAZEL -

Making out in his car has become my favourite thing yet. Parked in the indoor car park of a grand boutique, Killian is taking me. Devouring my mouth with his tongue.

I moan into his lips. I am no different, I'm on top of him in the driver's seat, my knees situated at both sides of his thighs while my head is locked with his. His hands roams all over my body, slipping into my shirt as he positions my body on his to fit his rhythm.

Soaring over me like a starved lion while keeping the hand to body contact. My body moves backwards to rest on the steering, due to his recent movement, when a gasp leaves my lips as he gropes my ass. Pulling my thighs forward. I moan when my clothed clit rubs on the hardness in his pants. It feels so good.

I grind my body on his groin, enjoying what it's doing to my body. Killian groans in my mouth.

"Fuck." He whispers, trapping my lower lip between both of his teeth. My breath collides with his. I can feel his breath fan my face and