I line my cock up to her entrance and grab her thigh, bringing it around my hip. My lips find her neck and suckle on her skin right before I thrust into her. Her moan fills the room. God, it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. Knowing Gianna is lettingherself go and not being as shy as she once was turns me on like nothing ever has. She has found freedom… with me.
I don’t take that lightly.
I sink deeper into her body until I’m fully inside of her. Gianna arches her back, bringing our bodies closer. I grip her thigh tighter.
“You feel so good around my cock,” I whisper into her ear. She whimpers and fuck, the sound goes straight to my length. I rock my hips against her ass. Every thrust of my hips brings my cock deeper into her.
My other hand goes around her body to touch her clit. She cries out when my finger presses down on her nub.
“Will,” she moans, moving her body to match my pace. She’s a quick learner I’m glad to see. It makes being with her even more perfect.
Gianna drops her head back onto my shoulder, giving me access to her lips so I can kiss her deeply. My cock continues to thrust into her and she continues to moan, even as I consume her lips with my own. Now that she’s let herself go, there’s no holding her back.
I flick her nub. Her hips arch back and forth. I can tell from the sounds she’s making that she feels as desperate as I do. We both need this.
I fuck her harder and harder. I need Gianna to know she’s mine. I need her to never leave my arms again. I need this as much as I need to breathe.
“Will,” she cries out. “I need… I need…”
“I know what you need,” I say against her ear. “Come for me, baby. Come for me.” I grind my hips against hers, bringing my cock even deeper into her body. Her inner walls clench down, making me groan. God, she is perfect around me.
The sound of our bodies moving together fills the air. It spurs me on more.
“Come for me,” I repeat, pressing down on her clit. “Come for me now.”
Her hips jerk forward right before a look of pure pleasure crosses her features. She cries out my name as she comes and I quickly follow.
My release fills her up. I groan and shake and tremble. That’s how much Gianna impacts me. I was never one to let myself be vulnerable with anyone before. Not until her. Not until this beautiful, quiet woman changed my life.
I sigh, letting my cock stay inside of her a moment longer, as I kiss along her neck. Nothing and no one can pull me from Gianna’s arms.
She gently grabs my face and brings her lips to mine. We’re both breathing heavy.
“I don’t want to leave you,” she admits. “I don’t want to go back to my old life.”
“What about your brother?”
“I miss him and I want him to know I’m safe. But I don’t want to be controlled any longer. I want to be free and I have found that with you.”
“What do you want to do?” I ask.
“I don’t know.” She sighs, pulling away from me. I slip out of her and pull her back into my arms. She rests her head on my chest, right above my heart. Right where she belongs. “I just know I want to be happy and you make me happy. I don’t want to marry Nico. I don’t want to marry Marco. I don’t want to throw up any more. I don’t want my life picked and prodded at by the people around me. I just want to be… me. And I want to be with you.”
“It’s dangerous. What you’re saying.”
“I know. I know realistically that we can’t be together. I know that if my brother finds me, he’ll tear us apart. I know that if Nico finds us, he’ll kill you and take me back. And I know ifMarco finds us, he’ll do the same thing. Why can’t I have my own life? Why is that impossible?”
I cup her face, gazing down into her eyes. “You can have your own life. We can run away together.” The moment those words leave my mouth, it shocks me how true they are. How much I want them to be real.
“What do you mean?”
“I have enough money saved up. We can get out of New York. Get new identities. Go somewhere else. We could start anew.”
“You wouldn’t be a hitman any longer?”
“I could find a new job,” I answer. “I’m tired of being a hitman, if I’m being honest. It’s exhausting. I’m tired of deciding who deserves to die and who deserves to live. We could be free. Together.”
“I want that,” she whispers right before tears hit her eyes.
