Page 35 of The Hitman's Child


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“I have to have you,” he growled in her ear.

He pushed open her robe and pulled the hem of her nightgown up. Her legs were thrust aside, and his mouth found her clit. He sucked hard, using his free hand to pinch her nipples while he flicked his tongue over her. She cried out in pleasure, writhing her hips against his mouth.

He pushed a finger inside her, and moved it back and forth in her wetness. She wanted nothing more than to feel him deep inside her. She tugged on his hair until he moved back to her. He pressed his mouth to hers again, and then she felt the pressure of his cock at her opening.

With one thrust, he was inside her, filling her. She moaned loudly when he entered her, the rush of it making her dizzy. Sex hadn’t felt this good in a long time.

He moved in and out, his thick dick sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her body. He lifted one of her legs to his shoulder, positioning himself in a way that he could move farther inside her and thrust harder.

Every time he slammed into her, she grew closer. Then he abruptly pulled out. He flipped Vanessa over onto her stomach and grabbed her waist, pulling it high in the air. He slammed into her from behind, reaching up to grab a fistful of her hair as he did.

Vanessa moaned, pushing her ass back into him as Hunter moved in her. He reached around to her front, using his fingers to circle her clit. He flicked her and rubbed her, and with his thrusting, she was ready to cum in seconds. She cried out, and felt the orgasm break over her as he slammed in deeper still. Hunter pulled her close and sped up until he cried out himself, finishing with a final few hard thrusts into her.

They stopped, his cock still throbbing inside her, and panted together for a few minutes. Vanessa couldn’t hold herself up anymore and finally slid to the bed, letting him slip out of her. He lay beside her, smoothing back her hair from her sweaty forehead.

She lay for several minutes in the afterglow, enjoying the feeling of actually enjoying sex. She’d forgotten what it was like. Forgotten that an orgasm could be so delicious. Forgotten that it felt good to be wanted by a man she also wanted. And now that she’d had him, she wanted more.

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Hunter lay beside Vanessa, staring at her glimmering body in the low light. She had felt so good. He was surprised she liked it so rough after all she’d been through. He was prepared to be gentle and move slow, but she hadn’t wanted it like that. The way she grabbed him and bit him, he had no choice but to take her hard. And she’d loved it. His dick twitched thinking about it. She was so hot.

As he lay there, he thought, this was a mistake. He was getting far too close to her. This wasn’t something he did. Hunter did not have relationships, and he certainly didn’t fall for women he had been hired to kill. Plenty of times, he’d feigned romantic interest to get information. He’d even gotten to bang a few women here and there because of it. But the feelings hadn’t been there. It was always just a job.

Yet, somewhere along the line, despite his best efforts, Vanessa was far more than just a job. He cared about her. He wanted her, but not only for a screw. He wanted to take care of her and protect her and her daughter for a long time. He didn’t care about the money. He wouldn’t get anything more now, anyhow, but it didn’t matter. He wanted to kill Jeremy because of what he’d done to her. And for that reason alone. He was the monster, and he’d done awful things to her, and he deserved to pay.

There was a scarier thought under all this. An image he hadn’t been able to shake. It kept coming to his mind. A picture of a house. Inside, Vanessa stood in the kitchen, making dinner, while Opal sat at the table doing homework. He came home from work, and they greeted him like they actually had missed him. They had a family dinner and a nice evening together.

This picture had never been part of what he wanted. Hunter was not a guy who worked nine to five. He didn’t have a wife or family. He didn’t have things that could be used against him to hurt him. He didn’t have anyone tying him down. He’d never wanted the domestic life. Until now. He wanted it with Vanessa. He wanted all of it. And that was maybe the scariest thing he’d ever experienced.

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