"Now you have a problem." His words sent chills down my spine. The way he said it almost made my knees break. If he hadn't held me, I'm sure I'd be on the ground.

I opened my mouth to say something to him, but before I could, flour landed on my cheek. I automatically closed my eyes so I wouldn't get there, but my mouth wasn't so lucky.

"Not pleasant, huh?" He laughed while I thought of all the different ways I could kill him.

"You'll pay for this, Killy." I spat the flour out of my mouth and shook my head to get it off my face. I put my arms on his chest and tried to push away from him, but his grip only tightened. "Let me go." I ordered him.

"Why? So you can throw another handful of flour at me? No thanks." He smiled. "But with you here like this, I can do this again." He leaned towards me and I waited for him to kiss me. The only thing I got was more flour on my face. "The first one was for getting my suit dirty. This one was for the mess you made here and the name, you know I don't like it when you call me that."

"Something else?" I said ready to kick him in the balls if he reached for the flour again.

"Yes. This." He bent down to me and put his finger on my chin, which he lifted slightly so that I was looking into his eyes. "Even with flour all over your face, you look beautiful."

"If you think, I'm just going to forgive you because you called me..." Before I could finish, he cut me off by connecting our lips.

At first I resisted him, but when he bit my lip, I gave in. He took advantage of this and entered my mouth with his tongue, which I almost bit off when he started to pull away.

"You talked too much."

"You have flour all over your face, you know that?"

"I don't care." He smiled once more and grabbed the back of my neck. He pulled me closer and connected our lips again. But this time he didn't pull away.

I didn't know we were moving until my butt hit the counter. Killian's hands slid from my back to my ass. He squeezed it harshly which made me moan and I felt him smile.

He gave my ass one more squeeze before lifting me into the air and placing me on the kitchen counter. He spread my legs and stood between them.

He pulled away from my face but continued to kiss my body. He stopped at my neck, where he bit gently.

"I think I found your weak spot." He whispered into my neck, which made me moan even more. "Now I'm sure I did."

"And I'm the one who talks too much." I put my hands under his jacket and started to pull it off his shoulders. Before long it was next to his feet.

While Killian was giving my neck all his attention, I felt something furry on my leg that made me giggle.

"What?" He pulled away from me and noticed where I was looking. "Are you serious? Place, Odin." He pointed at the door, but Odin didn't move.

I bit my lip to hold back a laugh. "Maybe this is a sign to stop." Of course I meant it as a joke.

"I didn't ask for any." He came back to me and put his hands under my ass. He picked me up off the counter like I was light as a feather and started walking with me away from the kitchen.

That's one way to get rid of Odin.

"What are you doing?" I laughed. "Put me down. I can walk."

"And risk you running back to Odin? No thanks." He went around the corner, towards the rooms, and I prayed that someone wouldn't come out of the room and see us like this.

He still held me with one hand and opened the door to his room with the other. He closed them behind us and we were left standing in the middle of his room. Well, one of us was actually standing.

"We should get the flour off of us, don't you think?" I raised an eyebrow, causing some flour to fall just under my eyes.

"If you insist." He started to walk to the bathroom and I realized too late that he hadn't planned to wait until we took off our clothes.

He walked with me directly into the stream of water in the shower, which is located opposite the bathtub. "Killian!"

"So you do know my name." He smiled.

Cold water began to run down my hair and face, as did Killian's. I wiped the water from my eyes to look at him.

"Screw you, Killy." I should have known that calling him that again was a bad idea. When I noticed his expression, I knew it was already too late.

My back was against the wall and I could feel Killian's erection between my legs. He slowly lowered me to my feet and kept his hands on my hips. Why do I feel like I have nowhere to run? Maybe it's because I don't.

The water that soaked into his white shirt revealed his chest and muscles. Normally my attention would be there, but now it's on his face. He looks like he's thinking about something. I wish I could read minds.

"Why did you want to bake me a cake?" Well, that's a question I didn't expect to be asked in such a situation.

"Do you think this is a good moment to be asking this?" I looked down and saw how tight his pants were.

"I want to hear it."

I rolled my eyes before answering him. "Because I wanted to do something you like. Satisfied?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Are you serious? Do we have to talk about this now?" I know I sound desperate, but you try sounding different when this guy is pushing you and you can't think about anything but the feeling between your legs.

"Answer my question, Lyssa. Or I'll walk away and leave you alone."

"You wouldn't dare." I frowned.

"Try me." He challenged me with a smile on his lips.

"As a thank you for taking care of me. Happy? Now can we get back to..."

"I don't believe you." He cut me off. "I think you did it because you like me." He looked incredibly pleased with himself.

"Oh come on." I snorted.

"Really? You're going to deny it? You do realize you're blushing, right?"

"What?" My hands flew to my cheeks. "Idiot." I punched him in his hard chest as he started to laugh.

"Admit you like me."

"Never." I crossed my arms over my breasts.

"You have ten seconds."

"Dream on, Killy."

"Ten."

"Are you seri..."

"Nine." He cut me off. "Eight."

"Why do you even want to hear that?"

"Seven. Six."

"You're such an..." I said between my teeth.

"Five. Four."

"What are you going to do? You're going to leave? I don't believe you."

"Three." He smiled. "Two." His hands began to move away from my hips and he slowly pulled away.

He is serious.

"One."

"For Christ's sake." I said as a zero began to form on his lips. "I like you!" I raised my voice at him. "Come on now. Laugh in my face. Are you pleased with yourself that you got it out of me? What are you going to do now, go brag?" Another smile began to form on his lips. "Can you say something!" My chest was heaving rapidly.

He took a step towards me and was back where he was before. "Now I'll tell you I like you too. And then I'll do this." He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me.

"No." I pulled away from him. "Forget it. You think you can blackmail me, or whatever that was, and then you kiss me and everything will be fine?"

"Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg for your forgiveness?" He laughed.

"Yes." I dug my hands into his chest and pushed him away. "Or you can leave."

We'll see how he likes this ultimatum. Two can play this game.

"Lyssa..."

"Ten." I started counting down. And I have to say, I like it.

"Do you really want me to kneel?"

"Nine." I nodded with a smile.

"And if don't, and I just kiss you again?"

"You will have a black eye. Eight." I crossed my arms over my breasts. "On your knees." I looked at the shower floor and then back at him.

"I can't believe it." He said under his breath and slowly began to lower himself to his knees.

And I can safely say that I already like it.

"Satisfied?" He raised an eyebrow, already completely on his knees.

"Not quite. Take your shirt off." I smiled.

"I don't like orders."

"In that case..." I shrugged. "Seven."

"Fine." He said between his teeth and began to unbutton his shirt.

I'm not the only one desperate as I can see.

He took it off so angrily, that I was waiting to hear the threads crack.

I got a glimpse of his bare chest with drops of water running down it and I have never seen anything more beautiful.

I walked up to him and grabbed his chin. I raised his head to look at me. "It's not nice when someone gives you an ultimatum, is it?"

"You should start running."

"Sorry?" I laughed.

"You have five seconds. I catch you and I'm going to do whatever I want with you."

I laughed at how serious he looked. "Fine." I took a few steps back until my back hit the wall. I crossed my arms over my breasts and waited.

I am not one to run away because of such words.



She stood there leaning against the wall with a brave expression on her face.

In my defense, I did warn her.

I slowly got up from my knees and walked closer to her. I placed my hands on her hips and easily lifted her up and threw her over my shoulder. Lyssa just laughed.

I turned off the shower and started walking away from the bathroom.

With her ass almost in my face, I stopped by the bed and threw her on top of it. The mattress bent under her and water from her clothes began to drip onto the sheets. She raised herself on her elbows and watched my movements carefully.

I grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed until she was sitting up. I lifted her chin with my finger to make her look at me.

Her eyes were level with my crotch which distracted her a little.

I haven't been with any woman for a long time. I didn't miss it. I've always been self-sufficient. But now? I can't stop imagining what I can do with Lyssa.

And then after she admitted that she likes me? I wanted to show her heaven. But when she forced me to kneel and ordered me around, I decided that I would not give it to her so easily.

I might forgive her if she answers one question correctly. "What's my name?"

The corners of her mouth lifted into a mischievous smile. "Killy."

I reached for her hands, forcing her to stand up. I grabbed the edges of her soaked jeans and roughly pulled them down her hips, leaving red marks. I threw them away from us and pushed her back onto the bed.

"Last chance." I warned her. "My name."

She rose on her hands and stuck out her chest. "Killy."

I lay down on top of her, supporting myself with a hand, and a knee I had between her legs.

I slid my other hand to the hem of her panties and pulled them slightly away, running one finger over her clit.

"Just so you know, the walls are pretty thick, so you can scream all you want." I whispered in her ear.

She opened her mouth to say something, but the words got stuck in her throat when I thrust two fingers into her without warning.

I felt her warmth and how wet she was, which would easily drive one crazy.

I started moving inside her roughly and circled her clitoris with my finger, which made her moan right into my ear.

I lowered my head to her neck and ran my tongue over her weak spot causing her to tilt her head back.

Her little moans were getting louder and it wasn't long before she was lifting her pelvis and meeting my fingers halfway.

It didn't take long before she started crushing my hand with her thighs as she tried to connect them, have more friction. She almost climaxed when I pulled my fingers out of her.

When I heard her moan of disappointment, I smiled into her neck.

I pulled away from her and took off her wet t-shirt, leaving her lying in front of me in only her underwear. I enjoyed the sight for a moment before I reached under her back and removed her bra. I threw it somewhere on the ground and looking at her bare chest made me hard even more.

Just a little while longer and I'm going to cum in my pants just from this view.

I threw myself on her breasts with my mouth and took her nipple between my teeth. She raised her chest as if she wanted me to take her whole breast in my mouth.

If it were possible, I would have done it a long time ago.

After paying some attention to her other nipple, I began to leave a wet trail down her body, down to the lowest part of her stomach where the hem of her panties began.

I looked up at her and saw how carefully she was watching me. I grabbed the fabric that was the only thing on her body, except for the bandana on her arm, and slowly pulled it down her thighs until they fell to the ground.

I started kissing her from her ankles, keeping eye contact with her. I stopped at the inside of her thigh and looked her over.

She looked like every man's wet dream.

I licked it off with my tongue before entering her with my tongue.

If I thought that the sight of her naked pussy was fucking beautiful, I was wrong. She tastes even better.

She ran her fingers through my hair and held me in place as if she was afraid I would go somewhere.

I put my hands on her thighs and lifted them until they were on my shoulders and her legs were crossed at my back.

I didn't even care that she was capable of crushing my head with her thighs. If she did it, I would like to thank her for that.

I want...no, I need her to sit on me sometime and ride my face until she orgasms.

For the second time, her orgasm began to build and she was only seconds away from it when I pulled my tongue out of her. She tried to hold me in place with her hands and thighs, but it was in vain.

I forced her thighs apart and lifted myself higher to her so I could see her face well.

I'd be lying if I said she looked upset. She's pissed off. Who wouldn't be when someone denies them two orgasms.

"Why so frowning?" I smiled and brushed a strand of hair from her face.

"Do it one more time and I'll cut out your tongue." She warned me.

"Then I couldn't do this." I lowered my head to her neck and ran my tongue over it. She tried to hold back a moan, but she couldn't. "And it's obvious you love it. Tell me what you want, Lyssa." I whispered into her neck.

"I want to feel you inside me." She said almost out of breath. "Please."

"Only because you asked nicely."

I pulled away from her and unbuckled my belt.

Even if I didn't show it, I was eager. I want her. Every bit of her body. I can't even remember when I wanted something as much as I wanted her.

I was left to stand in front of her only in my boxers, where she stared intently at what she had done to me.

I had no plans to take them off.

I think she thought that, and that's why she sat on the edge of the bed, her head close to my erection.

She reached for the edges of the cloth and slowly began to pull it down.

Her breath caught in her throat when my cock almost hit her in the head.

Even though I want to know what it's like in her mouth, I can't hold back any longer.

I bent down and grabbed her hips. I picked her up and threw her higher on the bed. I spread her legs with one hand while the other ran down my entire length.

I lowered myself to her opening and ran my tip over her wetness. Only with that feeling I knew I wouldn't last long.

"I'd ask if I should use a condom, but I'll let you down. I don't have one. I'm clean, and if you..." I didn't finish. I felt her legs on my back, with which she pulled me closer and I slid right into her. "Fuck." I barely caught myself when I almost fell on top of her.

A loud moan came out of her mouth and she closed her eyes hard when she felt me deep inside.

As we both got used to the feeling, I started to move. First slow and deep thrusts until she adjusted to me.

Her hands found their way to my back, digging her nails into it with each thrust.

I pulled almost all the way out of her before entering her with full length. Pain and pleasure merged into one, and if someone asked me now which is which, I wouldn't know.

I roughly grabbed her thighs and lifted them until they were on her chest. I draped her calves over my shoulders and her hands ended up on my ass, trying to pull me even closer.

I bent my head down to her and kissed her which silenced our moans. I entered her mouth with my tongue, and when she bit into it, I grabbed her by the neck and squeezed it.

She finally let go of me, but when I opened my eyes I realized it wasn't because of my hand on her neck.

Her eyes were closed hard and her head was tilted back. She started to clench around me and her moans got louder and louder.

"Will you finally tell me my name?" I said, picking up my pace and thrusting into her more and more.

She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out. She was trying to say something to me, but couldn't.

"Come on, you can do it." I kissed her. "Say it."

"Shit." She finally said.

"Try again." I laughed.

"Please." Her words caught in her throat.

"What are you asking for? Tell me what you want, Lyssa."

"Please Killian..."

I didn't need anything more from her.

I thrust relentlessly and felt that I was not far behind her.

Lyssa soon climaxed and to make it even better she screamed my name.

That pushed me even further and with the last thrust I reached the top as well. My cum began to spread inside her and I didn't pull out of her until I had given her everything I had.

I slowly pulled away from her and let her legs slide onto the bed. Her legs were still spread apart, so I could see what we had done.

We were both dripping out of her onto the bed and I could see her pussy still throbbing.

I lay down next to her, panting, as was she. "I'd like to have that cake now."

"If you want to poison yourself, sure." She laughed and turned towards me.

"What?" I asked as she studied my face for a long time.

"Nothing." She said but there was a smile on her face.

"Are you sure?" I slid a little lower so my head was next to hers and turned onto my side.

"Your cum is running down my thighs and ass onto your bed and it tickles."

"Fuck." I groaned at her words and rolled back onto my back. I ran my hands over my face. "You can't say shit like that. Give me at least five minutes."

Lyssa laughed at my misery. "You shouldn't have asked then."

"I'll remember that for the future."

For the future because I can't just leave her after this. And to be honest, I don't even want to.

*****

First of all, this was one really long chapter. Second of all, Lyssa and Killian slept together, in case someone didn't catch that.

You'll have to excuse me, but I don't think I know how to write spicy stuff extremely well. If you have some advice, please let me know in the comments.

Hope you enjoyed. <3