Page 21 of The Hitman’s Obsession

There’s no waiting. I need her now.

I carry her to the table, set her down, and bend her over. Her jeans hug her hips and ass like they were tailored to her fit. All it takes is one hand to pop the button and tug the zipper down, and then I’m pulling them down to her ankles, leaving her completely exposed and open to me.

“Roman…” she whimpers as I take my cock out and set it down on her lower back.

Her ass is divine. Fucking perfect, and it has me drooling like a starving man at a buffet. I spank her right cheek, and I spank it hard.

She cries out, and I spank her again, this time on her left cheek.

“That was a very bad thing you did, my little Annie,” I growl into her ear, pinning her arms behind her back with one hand. “So now you’re going to be a good girl and give this pussy to Daddy.”

“I was a bad girl, Daddy.” She nods, arching her back even more. “I should be punished, shouldn’t I?”

My hunger for her reaches new heights.

“You will be.”

I grab her cheeks, both red with the imprint of my big hand on her creamy, smooth skin. Both holes have me drooling as I spread her open. My milky white spend drips from her hole and down her thighs as I press my swollen tip into her folds.

She tenses up as I press inside.

“It hurts, Daddy,” she whines. “You’re so big.”

“That’s right. But you love the pain, don’t you?” Annie nods feverishly. “And after trying to run away from me, you deserve the pain.”

“I shouldn’t have run. I know that now.”

Our little game is about to break me. My balls are aching, and my cock is ready to explode. And I’m barely even inside her. I’ve barely started to fuck her.

I have to hold out. Give Annie what she needs.

Biting the inside of my cheek, I snatch a fistful of her hair and bring my lips to hers. But I don’t kiss her. I stare into her beautiful eyes, the eyes that will be mine forever, and inhale her scent, flooding my lungs with it.

My whole body is on fire for her. My angel. My goddess. My partner.

“Keep that back arched and that ass out,” I tell her, my voice low. “Let Daddy have his way with you.”

She cries out as I thrust inside, bottoming out in her pussy, the tip of my cock thumping against her cervix. Fuck, she’s even tighter than I remember. It could be the angle, but I don’t think so. I think she’s just that incredible.

It takes every ounce of willpower I have to keep from coming, to keep myself from unloading as I rut deeper into her sweet walls, pounding my hips forward. My thighs slap against her ass, and my balls slap her juicy clit with every thrust. I’m overcome. Overwhelmed. Restraining myself is becoming less possible by the second.

Am I fucking her too hard?

Damned if I know. But she’s taking it, so I keep giving it to her.

“You’re Daddy’s little fuck doll, aren’t you?”

Annie’s jaw drops. She lets out a long, deep moan. “Yes!”

With each thrust, the table scrapes across the floor, all the way across the hardwood until it backs into the wall. I’m so close.

She’s just too goddamn good. Too tight. Too wet. I look down at her ass, and my vision starts to blur as I watch it bounce with every thrust of my cock. In and out. In and out. It’s so goddamn good that I have to look away before I explode.

“I own that pussy now,” I say, rutting deep, making her feel every raw inch. “It belongs to me.”

“Yours…” she mutters.

I capture her mouth with mine. We kiss like two starving wild animals who’ve just found food. Our tongues dance against each other as I slide a hand up her shirt and knead her tits. She moans into my mouth and bucks back against me.