She Took My Heart and Went Crazy 2

by A'zayler

  East rubbed her hands over the top of his head and the sides of his face. “I thought the same thing.”

  “Your period been straight? It’s been coming?”

  East nodded. “It came once.”

  “Excuse me, Killian.”

  Still entangled in each other, Killian and East both turned the best they could to see who was interrupting them. He and East had obviously laid eyes on Jaya at the same time because his heart dropped while East sucked her teeth.

  “Put me down.”

  Killian ignored her. “What you need, Jaya?”

  “There’s a high school volleyball coach out here wanting to schedule his team for private workouts.”

  “I’ll be there in a second,” Killian said as East maneuvered her way out of his grasp and hopped down to the floor.

  He looked at her, but she wasn’t paying him the slightest bit of attention. She pushed past him and walked right out of the locker room, leaving him there with Jaya. Jaya looked after East for a second before looking back at Killian.

  “I don’t know why she hates me so much. It’s not like you and I have anything going on.”

  “But we did, and she doesn’t like it.”

  “We had sex one time.” Jaya’s eyes shifted as she looked around the floor before looking back at him. “I wish it could have been more.”

  “Say what now?” Killian asked in disbelief.

  After their little rendezvous in his office that day, Jaya had only acknowledged their sex once, and that was to tell him that it was a mistake and that it would never happen again. Anything after that had been null and void. Since Killian was used to stuff like that, the cold shoulder didn’t faze him much. She had always been way too pretty to have even looked his way from the beginning, so he wasn’t surprised that she’d discarded him like old clothes.

  “I mean, I’ve been thinking about you since it happened. I’ve been wanting to say something, but she’s been here.”

  “By she, you mean my wife?”

  Jaya’s eyes shot to him then to his finger before going back to him. “You married her?”

  Killian didn’t offer any verbiage.

  “I didn’t know.” She fiddled with her fingers before making eye contact again. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

  “Killian, you’ve been in here too fucking long. Let’s go.”

  East’s voice startled them both. Jaya looked like she was about to jump out of her skin as she hurried past East. Killian, on the other hand, he swaggered toward her and stopped in front of her frowning face.

  “It didn’t take this long to talk about no coaching.”

  “I know. She was saying some other shit.”

  “Like what?” East crossed her arms and waited for his answer.

  “Nothing for real, just some stupid shit. Forget about it.” Killian pecked her forehead and walked out of the locker room.

  He assumed she’d followed him, but when he looked back, she still hadn’t come out. He thought about going back to get her but continued to the front desk instead. After greeting the coach, he led the man to his office to talk business. It didn’t take too long to work out a deal that they were both happy with and send him on his way.

  Just as he picked his phone up to call his mother, a knock on his office door stopped him. A few seconds later, Logan came in. She smiled and waved as she walked to the chair in front of his desk.

  “You needed to see me, sir?”

  Killian put his phone down and scooted closer to his desk. “Yes, I did, sweetheart. I need you to do me a favor.”

  “Okay, I got you. What is it?”

  Killian raised his brow at her with a smirk on his face. “How are you going to say yes before I tell you what it is?”

  “Because you’re my friend, and I’ll do anything to help you.”

  “Bet. I appreciate that. Okay, well it’s kind of two things.”

  Logan leaned forward and propped her elbow up on the desk, resting her chin in the palm of her hand. Her bright colored face and hair glowed in her own little angelic light.

  “Shoot.”

  “Aight, so the first one is, I want to do something nice for East, like really nice. I just don’t know what. I’ve already kind of put her through some tough shit, and she hasn’t even been with me long.”

  “What did you do?”

  Killian leaned his head to the side before looking away momentarily. “Cheated.”

  “What? Why? She’s beautiful. I should hit you in the head.”

  “It’s a long story, but that bottom line is, I cheated because I was scared to be in love with her.”

  Logan’s face melted into one of those hopeless girly romantic expressions that had Killian shaking his head and refusing to talk.

  “I’m not saying nothing else until you stop that shit.” He pointed at her for emphasis.

  “I’m sorry, I just love this.” She scooted even closer to his desk. “What you scared of?”

  Killian was quiet for a minute as he tried to think of the right way to put his thoughts into words. “She’s just so pretty, like perfect. So, at first, I didn’t think it would work out, you know? I figured she’d kick it with me for a little while then dip. Hang out on the low, just li’l shit. But, now she keeps telling me she loves me, calling me beautiful, marrying me, and shit.”

  Logan jumped from her seat clapping her hands. “You guys are married for real? I thought you were just telling Jaya’s husband that for show.”

  “Logan, sit your happy ass down, or I’m going to stop talking.” Killian laughed lightly while she took her seat again. “You good?”

  Logan hit his hand across his desk. “You make me sick. Just finish telling me.”

  “Alright, so we got married on some drunk Vegas stuff, but neither of us wants a divorce, so we’re keeping it how it is for now. I just don’t know, Logan. All of this feels too right.”

  “Then let it stay that way. You deserve happiness, Killian. You’re always so mean and withdrawn. I like the new you. You smile more, laugh more, and your whole vibe is just happier. I think it’s the real thing.”

  “So, you don’t think she’s just looking for help?”

  “Has she asked you for anything?”

  Killian shook his head because not only did she never ask him for anything financially, but she downright refused it on most days.

  “Well, what would make you say that?”

  Again, he shrugged. “That’s all most women end up wanting from me.”

  “Killian, stop it. Just enjoy her. She’s yours and looks pretty happy to me. You’re thinking about this way too hard.”

  “I’ll see, but on to the next thing. One of my best friends is in the hospital and hasn’t woken up yet. I can’t get by there as much as I would like because of the gym, but if you could stop in here and there for me when I’m unable to, I’ll take care of you. I just don’t want him to wake up by himself.”

  “Okay, I sure will. Just tell me the details, and I got you.”

  “Bet.” Killian smiled at her. “I appreciate that. I’ll text it to your phone.”

  Logan smiled and stood to her feet, preparing to leave. “Enjoy East. Don’t let your mind make you lose out on what your heart deserves. Make magic, boss. Make freaking magic.” Logan beamed at him over her shoulder once more before leaving and closing his office door behind her.

  As soon as she was gone, Killian shrank down in his chair and covered his eyes with one of his hands. Things were getting way too complicated, and he didn’t know how much longer he could handle it. All the feelings he had were weighing on him. In his heart, he wanted to believe East was real and there for him, but his mind always reverted to how Sheena had made him feel. That was some lowdown shit, and he still hadn’t completely healed from it. Heartbreak was the fucking devil.

  “I got to get a hold of myself,” Killian mumbled after removing his hand from his face.

  The large window in his office looking over the enti
re gym was clean and the perfect way to ensure everything was going smoothly. He’d had it installed just for him. It allowed him the free range to see them without them seeing him. On the outside, it looked like a mirror, when in reality, it was a whole window. The only people who knew it existed were the employees he’d invited into his office, which weren’t many. Killian didn’t trust people like that.

  “Fucking, East… gorgeous ass fucking girl.” He spoke out loud as he watched East do sit-ups while holding a weight across her stomach.

  With his body stretched completely out in his chair, Killian relaxed and allowed himself the pleasure of watching her exercise. Her bronze colored skin glistened beneath the bright lights of his gym while a light sheen of sweat adorned her determined face. The long ponytail swung against her back and shoulder as she moved. All Killian could think about while watching her was how the sun and moon just didn’t glow right without her in his life.

  He hadn’t fooled himself into thinking that he didn’t need her, because he did. That was the scary part. He was becoming too dependent on her and the feeling she gave. He didn’t want to need her. He wanted to go back to his secluded shell that protected him from virtuously beautiful women like East.

  He could see it all over her when he was around. she wanted more. More of him, more feelings, more love, more openness, and he wasn’t sure he could give it to her. He’d been too damaged for too long. Killian sucked his teeth as he became more and more riled up.

  His thoughts were getting louder and louder, and he needed to be laid down. Like, really laid down. His body was becoming way too hype for him to be sitting in his office alone with East down there lifting weights the way she was.

  The muscles in her thighs and shoulders bulging with every move she made. The perfectly round breasts he could taste in his mouth were spilling over the V-neck of her shirt and making Killian’s mouth water. He needed her, desperately. His dick was rising, and he could hardly sit still in his chair.

  His legs were tightening, while the pit of his stomach flipped in anticipation of having East sitting comfortably on his dick. When he could no longer take the torture of her squeezing her breasts together to push the weights up above her head, he got up to lock his door. Shit was about to get real, and he didn’t need anyone busting in. Once he was seated in his chair comfortably, he found her again.

  She was talking to Logan and nodding her head with that pretty smile on her face. “Ah, shit.” Killian licked his lips and grabbed his dick through his shorts.

  Logan had just walked away, and East was pulling her shirt over her head. Killian almost lost it. The black sports bra with the large, white Nike check across the chest looked like magic against her skin. She tossed her shirt to the floor before grabbing the weight bar and repeatedly bending over to her toes.

  “Who the fuck told her to take that fucking shirt off? Oh, she wants me to beat her ass,” Killian said to himself as he began to stroke his dick.

  He’d pulled it from his shorts the moment East removed her shirt. There was no way he could watch her work out like that and not get himself off, especially since sex was the one thing that cleared his mind no matter what was on it. He’d been putting so much work in with East that he had the right to pleasure himself to her body. Hell, she was his wife. He could lust over her if he wanted to, and he planned to do just that and then some.

  His eyes trekked over the curves of her long torso as she raised her hands over her head and did squats in place. Killian grabbed his bottom lip with his teeth as he envisioned her bouncing like that on his lap.

  “She better not ever tell me her legs tired again,” Killian told himself as watched how perfectly she bounced in her squats. “Every time she’s on my dick, she’s tired. I got your tired.” Killian’s voice grew huskier as his hand went faster.

  His dick was throbbing with blood, and he wanted her on it so bad he could barely hold it. The urge to feel her was raging, and he needed her to come relieve the pressure before he exploded. It was like she was doing all of those slow, sexual moves just for him. Like, right then, she was bending her body over so that her butt was right in his view. Killian jerked his dick faster as he sat up in the chair some so that he could see her better.

  He could literally taste her sweat in his mouth as he visualized running his tongue from one of her thighs to the other, stopping to quench his thirst in the middle. Fucking East! Killian threw his head onto the back of his chair and closed his eyes, doing his best to hear her voice. The sweet sounds of her high-pitched moans always did it for him. If he was on edge, all she had to do was wrap one of those long legs around him and moan in his ear. It was over for him after that.

  “Hold up, let me do it for you,” East spoke while pulling the lone silver key from the lock on his office door.

  Killian’s eyes popped open and went to his door. There she was. Perfection at its highest quality. Her sweaty body dripping while her passionate eyes blazed. Her movements were quick. The door was back closed, she was walking… damn near running to his dick. She stopped. In front of him, she stood tall and elegant, removing each particle of her clothing.

  “I hope you like it sweaty.”

  “I love it sweaty.” His husky words filled the air between them.

  “I can’t believe you were up here getting started without me,” she told him seductively. “After all that work I just put in.” She side eyed him as she rolled her pants off her ankle. “And you were going to just let me miss out. I can’t believe you.”

  Nude, East walked to him and pulled his shorts from his body. Bound beneath a deep spell, Killian sat in the chair stunned silent. Where had she come from? One minute she was down there, the next she was…titties out, slippery wet, ready for his love.

  “You knew I was watching you?”

  East nodded.

  “I could feel you.” She ran her hands over his shoulders as he helped her straddle his lap. One of her thighs in each of his hands. Her smaller limbs resting across his bigger ones. “Your eyes are a lighter to my soul.” Her mouth rushed to his, sucking and savoring his tongue. “You set me on fire by your gaze alone.”

  A soft moan left her lips when she pulled away and looked into his eyes. With both of her hands on the sides of his face, she pulled his lips to her again. A shower of heartfelt kisses rained on his face with urgency.

  “Is that why you took your shirt off?”

  East nodded while sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. “You’re my boss, daddy.” She had a moment of weakness. “I love you. I want to do anything for you.”

  Killian’s insides melted at the need in her voice for him. It was loud as a bomb in his ear, and he’d be a fool to ignore it any longer. Everything about her touches, kisses, even the way her words drowned from the amount of emotion in her tone, awakened him to her love. She was in love with him as he was with her.

  “How did this happen, Killian? So fast, you made me love you like this.” She looked at him so he could see the gloss in her eyes. “You the boss of me, and you don’t even know it.”

  Killian wrapped her tighter in his arms and lifted her up. She slid down on top of him slowly, taking the spirits from both of their bodies.

  “I do know.” He left a trail of kisses down the center of her chest. “Been knew.”

  East’s body glided over him with grace, riding him into oblivion. She was so warm and so greedy as she grinded her body against his.

  “Go slower, baby. Make love to me… please. I want your spirit back in me,” East whimpered in a sex-induced haze.

  Killian scooted lower in his seat so that he had room to stretch his legs out. Once he was good and comfortable, he lifted East just enough to bring her back down again. His strong arms picked up wherever she left off. A picture-perfect visual of sex. Her on top, him below. In complete submission to the elegant strokes of her inner core. Soft moans growing by the second. Every urge to touch, kiss and coddle stronger than the last.

  Killian adored th
is woman. Everything that hurt, she made feel good. Every ounce of confusion, she cleared up. Falling for her had been inevitable. The way her spirit always overtook him and commanded every notion of sacrifice and passion that he had to give. Killian would literally do anything for the beautiful fighter who had come and stolen his love.

  Deep breaths and ever deeper pants brought East’s back to the top of his desk with him hovering over her. Now, back in his rightful place as the dominant one, Killian stroked her slowly with precision and desire. Instead of looking all around, they watched each other. Her eyes stayed on his unmoving ones as she opened her legs and stretched her body to fit him.

  “You gon’ hurt me?” Killian lifted her legs and grabbed her toes in his mouth.

  She smiled. Killian’s tongue slid over and between every one of her pretty toes before sliding over the top of her foot and around her ankle.

  “East?”

  “No, Killian, I won’t.”

  East’s body trembled beneath him, yearning for more of what he was giving. He was so in love with her. In a rush to be closer, Killian released her foot and hovered over her body. East’s limbs circled him and tightened so that he was snugly in her space with no way out.

  Killian drove harder into her body, bringing about rough, ragged moans. “Yeah, that’s what I like to hear. Moan some more for me.”

  “Excuse me, Kil—” Logan’s words were cut off assumingly by the magic she’d been insisting on.

  Killian’s eyes went to her while East’s stayed on him. How in the hell did they keep getting that door open? Killian was breathless as he tried to focus on East and Logan at the same time. East, on the other hand, did no such thing. Nothing about her position changed because of Logan, and the way she grabbed his hips and held him to her, she didn’t want his to either.

  “I’m sorry,” Logan whispered.

  “What did you need?” Killian grunted.

  “Logan, sweetie, either come in or get out, but you need to close that door.” East finally acknowledged her. She had been sitting up to lick and suck on Killian’s neck and found a spare moment to render her attention.