KEEP TALKING AND I'LL KISS YOU

CHAPTER FIFTY SIX

KEEP TALKING AND I'LL KISS YOU

Kieran holds me for so long and I’m so safe and secured in his arms. I can’t imagine someone so dangerous, rough and cut-throat could have this side to him.

I can't fathom how Kieran could have such a soft and comforting side, and most of all he was showing it to only me. He was vulnerable to me.

He rubs me back in comforting circles, and my hands finally stop shivering.

He lets go of me after minutes, and leads me to his bike, swinging his legs over and revving the engine.

"Have you been on a bike before?" He asks.

I shake my head No.

“Climb on and hold onto me tightly. You're not scared, right? ” He asks.

"No. I’ll come back myself.” I said with defiance.

I just couldn’t leave his car here. He'd realize it was gone and I'd get into big trouble.

“Aaliyah Waters. Trust me, this is not the time. Don’t fight me.” He groans.

“Not the time, Kieran? So when would it be my time too ? I’m still mad that no one told me what was going on with Andrew. How could you threaten all our schoolmates to keep this hidden and keep me in the dark? I deserve to know what happened. I was there that night too. I was scared thinking Andrew was dead. I was worried sick. Do Aunt Stella and Uncle Alex know their son is part of an illegal underground organization, and that you were involved with gangs and doing illegal activities? Oh my god, we are going to go to jail. We just killed someone.” I said the last part in a low whisper . Looking around for eaves droppers

I was beginning to panic as everything started to become clearer to me.

“We didn’t kill anyone. Okay? I did. I killed him myself. Now climb on before I go and take my currently rising anger out on Andrew. You keep mentioning his name. It’s fucking annoying, you know.”

“Kieran !.” I stamped my foot in annoyance.

How could he talk like that and invalidate my worries by making them seem like it was nothing to worry about? We just took a life for godsake.

“Climb on. This is the last time I have said it nicely. If I have to say it again, I swear to god I'll tie you up and put you on the damn bike.” He says and I glare at him.

“I brought your new car here and tailed you and made you take a life. Are you not mad at me?”

He closes his eyes and breathes deeply. A vein appears on his temple and I regret reminding him.

“You’re right. I’m so fucking pissed off right now. I’m so mad. I want to tear everything apart. So just do what I say,” Kieran says.

I can really see this is not the time indeed. I don't want his wrath directed towards me right now. I'm going to choose my battles. Even though I'm losing a lot lately.

I climbed onto the bike and straddled the seat, putting on his helmet that he gave me. I grabbed onto him as he tailed out of here and back home. The ride is silent and refreshing after everything tonight.

Fresh air blows around me and the breeze cools my hot body.

We got home. I mean, his place. The Castles’ mansion.

He goes into the kitchen and gets me ice for my bruised face, then holds my hand and leads me to my room. Or his room.

He goes into the bathroom and turns on the hot water, preparing a bath. I stood transfixed, watching his movements as i iced my cheeks.

He said he was pissed at me earlier. What was he going to do now that we were alone?

“Take the dress off,” he says.

“Ha?” I asked in shock.

“I said take the dress off. If you make me repeat it again, I’ll do it for you.” He looked damn serious too. He really was not joking.

“Fine, okay..But turn around.” I say, but he doesn’t even move. His eyes are still fixed on me.

“Please?” I dropped some pride and asked.

He takes long strides towards me.

“Fine.” I said and turned my back to him, taking off the red dress hurriedly. I was not about to let Kieran rip clothes off my body like the cave man he was threatening to be. I don't care about the dress itself.

I’d take it off myself and try my best to still maintain some dignity whilst doing it. He was so shameless.

I held the dress to cover my breasts and the front of my body before turning back to face him. I refuse to think about how he now has a mental image of my nude ass. He had absolutely no sense of privacy.

I scowled at him to show him that I was unpleased, but of course I didn’t dare fight back or word it.

He holds my hand and leads me into the washroom.

“Sit in the tub.” He says as he grabs my bathing products.

“Kieran. I can take my own bath. Just give me some privacy.” I said.

In response, he only grabs the dress off me and puts me in the tub himself.

“Kieran Castles.” I squealed, covering my private parts with my hands. My whole body was as red as a ripe tomato.

“You’re so rogue, you wanker.” I submerged myself beneath the milky water.

“A limited vocabulary of insults as always. I already told you if you make me say it, I’d do it myself.” He explains with a shoulder shrug. As if that was excusable

I glared daggers at him in response. He'd only tease me if I called him a perverted wanker.

He grabs my coconut vanilla shampoo and lathers it in his hands before bending to wash my hair and massage my scalp. The act is so calming and soothing, the water is the perfect temperature and soon enough, I’m relaxed and less stressed over the evening’s event.

Kieran washes my hair and bathes me. He has no regard for my protests.

When I asked him not to wash my breasts, he pinched a nipple to shut me up.

When I closed my legs in objection, he slapped my thighs apart and pulled my legs open and washed in between them like he owned me. He has no shame or boundaries.

I was so embarrassed while he acted like this was nothing to him.

At some point, he had even stripped down and entered the tub with me. I begged him to leave his boxers on at least, because it was inappropriate to be naked together in a tub.

But he had zero regards for my words.

I could only squeeze my eyes close and blush harder at the thought of him naked in a tub with me. This was like one of those after-care scenes in the romance comedies Chloe and I watch all the time. And Kieran and i were not like that. I didn't even sleep with him. With everything happening, Chloe and I have been hanging out less and my replies to her texts were getting slower and slower. I made a mental note to put more effort into our friendship.

Kieran entered the water completely naked and pulled me into him. I ignored the hard length poking at my inner thigh. I tried to shift away from his hard cock but there was no where to go and my movements were only making him harder, so I settled down instead and allowed him to massage my scalp. I was sleepy and cozy.

“Kieran” I say drowsily

“Mm?”

“So the guy.. Jer,,, the umm...b..body… Ummm… well mhmh…” I cleared my throat.

“How is Moncar going to clean up the mess? The police are going to get involved once a dead body turns up. Do you trust him to keep our secret?” I composed myself and said.

“Stop thinking about it.” He says, combing through my blonde strands with his fingers.

“Kieran! We killed someone.” I turned to look at him. How can I not think about it? just because he asks me to.

“Who and who is 'we' referring to in that sentence?” He asks.

I open my mouth to remind him of what we did but he shushes me with a finger to my lips and i ignore how my heart rate spikes up at the gesture. Why is every act of his so hot? Damn it.

“For the last time, you had nothing to do with it and you know nothing about it. If you need a distraction, I can give you something else to think about. ” He looked down at my lips and back up to my eyes. His hand finger was still on my lower lip, caressing it softly now. The last time we kissed plays in my head and I shake off the memory. He didn't really want me any more. All this lust must just be from the adrenaline tonight.

“Kieran stop it! …” I pushed him away, not wanting to get tempted but he only pulls me back. We had hope of working out before I ruined everything that day.

“If you mention the topic again I’ll leave…. And when I leave, I‘ll go and take Marin’s life.”

“Kieran,” I chastised, slapping his chest. He was frustratingly impossible.

He had absolutely zero regard for those guys' lives. I don't know if I should be scared or worried.

“Fine, I won’t talk about it, but tell me why you’re part of such an organization, considering your background. It’s obviously not for the money.”

“Why can't it be for the money? ” He cocks his brow questioningly.

“You’re a Castles. You're like one of the symbols of money and wealth in this town. So it’s certainly not.”

“Well, you’re wrong princess. It's for the money. Motorcycle modifications are costly and illegal in the country. Most of my designs are modified. Mom and Dad are not going to appreciate the illegal purchase costs on their credit card bills at the end of the month.”

“But still there’s a better way to earn that money than fighting in the ring and being in a gang. You're literally being some thug for money.”

"Being in the ring helps me clear my mind whilst providing me with chaos. It's a hobby I enjoy." He says whilst massaging my shoulder. The bath and his massages helped with the pain that was ransacking my body.

"You mean it helps you sedate your bloodlust and thirst for violence? Guys are so weird with their hobbies. What about you being in an actual gang? "

“You're still a judgemental snob, princess." He chuckles.

"Firstly, my morals and boundaries are not limited like yours, sweetheart. Secondly, I’m not in a fucking gang, I’m only friends with Moncar, who is in one. Did that punk, Tyler, tell you that I'm in a gang?”

“No, it was Ryan Crest actually.”

“You’re such a liar. He asked you to blame Ryan. Didn’t he?”

I only scoff and refuse to say anything. I wasn't going to rat Tyler out. Ryan also mentioned Kieran being in a gang.

It feels like Kieran is sincere, so I actually believe him.

He's actually opening up to me when he literally asked me to stay away once upon a time, and prohibited the whole school from getting me involved or telling me about his umm.. 'special' activities.

His eyes lowered once more and I followed his eyes only to see that he was looking at my cleavage that was exposed. I bury myself further in the water as I glare at him,

"Kieran, don't get any ideas." I warned him.

"What ? It's normal that I'm horny sitting naked with you in my arms. You can't blame me," he says.

I squeeze my thighs together. Hearing the way he says 'horny' sultrily was doing things to my lower stomach. Things I shouldn't be feeling considering the whole circumstance.

I decided to change the topic to ease the tension and sexual energy that was crackling between us now. Maybe I should have been more vehement in my refusal to this whole arrangement.

“Why aren’t you pissed that I took your new car? I find it hard to believe that you’re not planning my punishment, even now as we speak.” I ask.

“I asked you not to mention it. And yes, I’m pissed. You're going to get punished later”

Don't focus on the way he looked at you when he said punish. Don't think about him spanking you, Dammit the image was already in my head.

His body felt so slick against mine right now, and I could smell my coconut and vanilla products on his skin.

“So are you going to punish me for….”

“Keep talking and I’ll kiss you.”

“Kieran Cas…!!”

His lips crash onto mine and I gasp in pleasurable shock, letting him kiss me with wild passion. His open palm holds my head in place as he devours my lips and pulls me tighter into him, so our naked bodies are touching everywhere and I can feel the crazy rhythm of his thundering heart.