Page 8 of The Assassin


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As he plunges his tongue into my mouth, we stumble-walk until the back of my legs hit the bar stool.

“Say it again,” Luca says against my skin as he peppers me with kisses, trailing his lips along my jaw and down the side of my neck.

“S-say what?”

“Tell me to fuck you.”

“Fuck me.”

“With pleasure.”

In one swoop, he lifts me and deposits my ass on the stool, and he lifts the lever to adjust the height until my pussy is facing his cock. Genius.

“Listen to me, Lila. Once I claim this pussy, it’s going to be mine forever. No one else can have this.” He cups me through my nightgown, and my hands grip the sides of the stool, my back arching. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I-I’m yours, Luca. Please.”

He sucks my bottom lip between his teeth. “Please what, baby?”

“Fuck me.”

He kisses me long and hard as he slides my nightgown and bunches it around my waist. I’m bare and fully exposed, but I don’t even care right now. I just need him inside me.

Luca drops his pants to the floor, his cock springing free. I force myself to swallow as his size makes my eyes bug out of their sockets. I’m not sure it will fit, but even if it kills me, at least I’ll die with him buried inside me.

Weird logic, but whatever.

He rubs the tip along my slit and throws his head back, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down when he swallows. “Fuck, baby. You’re so wet.”

“Please, Luca. I can’t take it anymore.”

His smile is full of wicked promise as he positions himself in front of my entrance, spreading my legs wider apart, his thumb teasing my clit. I look down at the way he’s rubbing circles, but he stops and uses that same hand to lift my face back to him. “Eyes here, baby.”

Luca grips my thighs and doesn’t break eye contact when his cock slides between my lips and into my soaking-wet inner walls. He stretches me, and there’s a pinch of pain, but the pleasure overrides it.

He’s patient and slow, pushing into me until he’s fully seated. Until there’s nothing between us anymore.

Luca sucks in a sharp breath and leans forward to kiss my shoulder. “Can I be rough with you, Lila? Can you take it?”

I don’t even hesitate. “Yes!”

He slides out of me only to ram his hips forward, causing the stool to wobble. But he’s not going to let me fall. He grips the stool as he begins his thrusts—slow at first and increasing his pace until the sound of flesh slapping echoes through the walls.

When he lowers his head to suck on the skin above my breast, my orgasm hits me like a freight train. I’m still fluttering around him, still haven’t recovered from the mind-blowing sensations when he lifts me and sets me on the marble countertop.

Luca lays me on top—the cold, hard surface shocking to my senses— and hovers above me, smirking before sucking onenipple into his mouth. A fresh wave of pleasure courses through me, making me yank his hair. He laves me with his tongue and does the same with the other nipple. And in between sucking and licking, he slips inside me again.

“I-I don’t think I can come again so soon,” I tell him, my voice as shaky as my legs.

He raises a brow at me in a challenge. “We’ll see.”

As promised, he gets rougher with me. He grabs my waist and pounds into me, his hair sticking to his forehead, sweat sliding down his neck and chest and falling onto me.

The sounds we make are almost inhuman, and just when I thought I didn’t have it in me anymore, I let out a low moan, stars exploding before my eyes.

Luca becomes uncoordinated, his thrusts frantic and wild. Flush creeps on his skin.

He swells inside me, and I slump on the counter as my pussy gets coated with his warm come, so much come that it spills out of me. I watch him as he watches where our bodies connect.

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