Page 21 of The Hitman's Virgin
“Yes, I’m yours, Evander. I don’t want anyone else.”
He loved the sound of his name on her lips. Not many people were privy to his real name. He was private, everything afaçade to keep his anonymity. Callie tore down his walls, made him feel human. And a lot more.
“Come here.”
She came close enough to him that he could put one hand on her hip, the other he brought between her legs. He slid his fingers along her slick folds before impaling two fingers deep into her cunt. She instantly sank her weight down on his hand, mewling softly.
“Do you like that, Callie? You like me fucking you with my fingers?”
“Yes.”
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted. He loved how receptive she was to his touch. He moved slowly in and out, watching her reactions.
“You’re making me hard, baby. What are you going to do about that?”
“What do you want me to do?”
He didn’t have to think long, not with his zipper about to burst open. “Get on your knees and suck my cock. I want to feel your mouth wrapped around my dick.”
Evander gently removed his fingers from her wet pussy and unzipped his pants freeing his erection. He exhaled once it was free from the tight confines.
Before she could move, he reached to grab a pillow to put on the floor in front of her. She lowered onto her knees, resting her hands on his thighs. He combed his hands into her blonde hair, mesmerized by her beauty.
Once she wrapped a fist around his cock, he was a goner.
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Callie had never done anything close to this and didn’t want to screw it up. Evander was older, wiser, and moreexperienced. She didn’t want him to think she was too naïve or couldn’t pleasure him like he deserved.
He had a big dick. She could barely wrap her fingers around the base. It was darker than the skin on his thighs and corded with veins. She dared to lean in and lick the mushroom head. The way Evander hissed through his teeth gave her the confidence to continue. She licked the head and around the rim with her tongue while holding him in a firm grip. It seemed to work and she loved having the power to make a man like Evander feel pleasure.
“Oh, yeah,” he said. “Keep going, baby. Just like that.”
She wrapped her lips around and took him as far down her throat as she could without gagging. Over and over, she pumped her mouth over his erection. His body became more and more rigid, his breathing harsher. What would it feel like when he came in her mouth? Would she gag? Hate it? Like it? Callie didn’t have a chance to find out either way because he abruptly pulled away, not allowing her to continue.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“I want to come in your pussy, not your mouth. On the bed.”
He helped her up, then began kissing her neck, his big frame pushing her down over the mattress. His lips felt like Heaven against her skin. He was intense, passionate, and she was quickly spiraling away from reality. When she was with him, she didn’t feel awkward or fat. He made her feel like the most wanted woman on earth.
She held his strong shoulders as he covered her with his body. On instinct, she opened her legs to welcome him. The weight of him against her sensitive core made her jolt.
“You’re ripe, Callie. I’m going to take good care of you.”
He continued necking her and it felt equal parts of passion and love. When he leaned back enough to look her in the eyes, the connection between them was palpable.
“Kiss me,” she whispered.
After another few moments of looking at her, he obliged, kissing her with a hunger that surprised her. He reached between them without breaking the kiss, searching for her entrance with his cock. As soon as he began sinking into her pussy, she cried out, nearly coming on the spot. He was so thick, filling her to the point of perfect satisfaction. She could feel his cock, warm and throbbing. He was holding back.
She wiggled just enough to signal he didn’t have to wait, didn’t have to be gentle. Right now, she needed everything he could give her. This was the last time she’d come to this apartment. This was closure. This was her new beginning with Evander.
His voice, husky and low, was right at her ear. “You want more, baby?”
She nodded, not trusting her own voice.
“Good girl. I’m going to claim what’s mine.”
