Hitman's Secret Baby: A Bad Boy Romance

Hitman's Secret Baby: A Bad Boy Romance by McKenzie Lewis Read Free Book Online

Book: Hitman's Secret Baby: A Bad Boy Romance by McKenzie Lewis Read Free Book Online
Authors: McKenzie Lewis
“Good girl.”
    She sighed a laugh. “We’ll see.”
    For that, I pushed up her shirt and grazed my teeth against her bare stomach, feeling her skin break out in goosebumps. Her legs, bent at the knees, squeezed against my sides, her mid-length skirt riding all the way up her thighs.
    She always was so responsive, and I’d known her body better than my own once. Getting reacquainted with it was becoming an addiction, better than any liquor or drugs I’d tried, any bad guy I’d ended, any fat roll of bills I’d pocketed.
    I pushed her skirt all the way up, ducking my head to bite at the elastic of her panties, pulling back and letting go with a sharp snap .
    “You’re a damn tease,” Taryn huffed.
    She was already so wet, her underwear dark where it’d dampened, and I opened my mouth over the cotton, stroking my tongue roughly against it to the sound of her gasps.
    “I swear to god, Mason!”
    I pressed my amusement into the soft inside of her thigh and she scratched her hands into my hair impatiently in reaction. I could’ve gone all day winding her up to frustration, but I took pity on her, hooking my fingers into her underwear and pulling it down.
    The first stroke of my tongue over her made her hips buck upwards. I pressed one forearm across the width of her stomach to hold her down and flicked my tongue again and again, lightly teasing her some more just to make her whine.
    That, too, was addictive. So was hearing her beg.
    “Please, Mason,” she pleaded, and my cock throbbed in my jeans at the sound. I could wait, though. This moment was all about her.
    I parted her folds and fastened my mouth around her clit, sucking gently. I pressed two fingers slick up inside her to give her something to grip onto.
    It was exactly what she wanted, and her hands in my hair tightened, her breath hitching erratically.
    I sucked and licked her, fucking her slow and deep with my fingers, until her thighs spasmed around my shoulders. Even though she was desperate to come, I drew it out as long as I could, bringing her to the edge and then pulling her back again and again until she was whimpering.
    I was enjoying myself far too much.
    “You wanna come, huh?” I asked her softly, biting into her thigh again.
    She fisted her hands in the sheets, and then against my shoulders, and then back again. “Yes.”
    I grinned up at her, feeling a rush of power so easily equal to that of holding a man’s life in my hands. “You’re beautiful,” I told her helplessly, unable to stop the words flowing out of my mouth.
    I didn’t just mean on the outside, or needy on edge like she was. I meant in every way a person could be beautiful.
    “Mason,” she sobbed, and I gave her back my mouth.
    She came in moments. Her fluids gushed against my hand, she arched helplessly against my arm, and she came trembling, her stomach muscles tensing.
    She called my name and my cock ached. The tight slickness of her around my fingers was unbelievable and I couldn’t wait to push inside her.
    I kissed my way up her gasping body, undressing her properly as I went. I pulled off my own shirt and threw it to the floor as she watched me intently, her pupils completely dilated and her mouth parted.
    I stood at the foot of the bed, unzipping my jeans and pushing them down, letting her take all of me in with her eager eyes.
    “You’re so fucking hot, Mason,” she said breathily, still recovering from her orgasm. I grabbed my swollen cock and stroked it a few times for her benefit. My body, at least, I knew she was comfortable wanting. “Get down here.”
    I grinned and climbed back onto the bed, leaning over her and making a place for myself between her thighs.
    I kissed her slowly, making sure to painstakingly ravish her mouth, and then I knelt up, holding my cock and guiding it into her.
    She sighed, tipping her head back. The push home was so slick, so hot, and I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning too loud.
    Taryn flexed her muscles around me,

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