Page 23 of The Hitman's Vice


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“Is that your way of saying this isn’t yourusual style?” She gestured at the wet spot.

“It isn’t. Jesus, it’s not…” Was seeing hisown cum getting him hard again?What the unholy hell?Hekept looking at her wet thighs, and something unhinged in the backof his head remained fucking enthralled.

Zara giggled, blissfully unaware that he wasdiscovering a new kink, while she nuzzled his throat. “I’m sorryit’s over, but I think I’d have died of pleasure if you lastedanother minute.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead, drawingher closer. “Who said it’s over?” Sure, his limbs screamed withexhaustion now, but he’d kick himself his whole damn life forwasting even one second with Zara in his bed, naked and drunk onorgasms.

She raised her head finally, letting him seethe effect of their fucking. Her cheeks were pink, her lipsswollen, her hair a tangled halo. She looked like his wildest wetdreams come to life. And somehow, she still smelled like candy. “Itisn’t?” she whispered, so heart-wrenchingly hopeful. “I thought youdidn’t ever let anyone stay after…” the sentence trailed off, herthick lashes shielding her eyes.

“After I fucked them?” He waited for her nodbefore grunting in disbelief. “Well, that’s some insiderinformation, isn’t it? I’m starting to wonder just who your sourcesare.” His fingers casually brushed over her hip as if he couldtouch her whenever he wanted.Fuck. Maybe I am dreaming.“How do you know so much about what happens in my bed,sweetheart?”

“You know your one-night stands exist afterthey exit the bed, right? And they talk, too.” Zara settled ontothe pillow. Without his finger on her clit blowing her mind, hecould see the honey-and-whiskey ring inside the sky-blue rims ofher eyes. He’d never understood how anyone mixed up the twins whenGia’s eyes didn’t look like a whole fucking planet, just plainbrown circles around black.

“And they just talk to you by chance? Out ofevery woman in the city?”

“Chicago isn’t as big as it seems.Especially not in our circles.”

“You’ve been spying.” He should’ve beenpissed, but he kept looking at the semen on her leg and thinkinghow much more he should fuck into her. Besides, it was oddlygratifying to know she’d been keeping tabs on him too.

“It so happens I was a sympathetic earsometimes,” Zara said primly. “Since you frequently piss me offtoo.”

“Aw, hell,” he said and laughed. “Is thisthe part where they march out of the closet single-file to tell meall the shit I’ve done wrong? Because I’m not going to lie to you,today’s a terrible day for that.”

She combed his hair from his face, and herlips replaced her fingers on his shoulder. “If anyone pops out ofthat closet, I’ll kill them myself. I’m not in the mood toshare.”

Don’t look too much into that,awhisper of sanity urged. “Glad to hear it. So, while we are on thetopic, I’m happy to have you stay the night.”

“Really?” Her expression looked sosurprised, and hopeful.

“Except that a few people might notice ifyou don’t make it home.”

“Mm. But I’m with you, and you’re terriblyresponsible.” She trailed her right hand along his ribs. “And youhate me. So, they won’t worry too much.”

“I’m pretty sure nobody thinks I hateyou.”

“Everyone knows you hate guard duty.Especially for us.”

Dane kissed her temple, tightening his holdon her. “I hate Gianna’s attitude and watching your parade ofasshole fuck-buddies. I never mind guarding just you.”

Zara’s expression softened. “But anyway,there are more important Fitzgeralds for everyone to watch. Bet youanything that if you call Vince right now to bitch about mypresence here, he’ll offer you extra money to keep me under wrapsbecause Gia’s being an utter bitch in some club, Caleb’s got twomen on him for a debate event, and Daddy has every spare mancrawling all over Hannah’s concert.”

He did the mental calculations and realizedshe was probably right. “You got it all figured out, don’t you,princess?” He smirked and then rolled her onto her back. He was ontop of her again in the same fluid motion, taking her mouth in arough kiss. “Looks like you’re all mine tonight.”

“Say that again,” she urged, hooking herright leg over his hip. “I’m starting to like when you get allgrowly and territorial and bossy.”

He laughed despite himself, even though hewas busy pinning her wrists. “That’s a switch.”

“Mm. I think the orgasm made the difference.Makes me want to do what you say.”

“I can think of a few other things that’llmake you do what I say.” He smiled. “If you want toplay...”

Zara’s eyes lit up, and she didn’t so muchas test his hold on her wrists. “I do. Play with me, please?” Therequest ignited a thousand fantasies. Dane growled and nipped herfull lower lip before he tore himself away from her and flipped heronto her stomach.

“Guess you’re here until you beg for mercy,princess.”

Zara’s muffled giggle was permission enough,even before she wiggled her heart-shaped ass against him. Sheyelped as his hand cracked against the right cheek, then wiggledagain. “Not begging yet.”

Dane made sure to see to that. By the timethey fell asleep, they’d both done their share of pleading formercy. And pleasure.

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