“Will,” I gasp. My hands find his chest to steady myself. His heart beats fast underneath my hand. Knowing he’s just as affected by this as I am only turns me on more. My thighs clamp around his waist, holding him closer to me. I don’t want there to be any space between us. I think I might die otherwise.
Each of his thrusts hits me harder and harder. I let out a moan. That spurs him on, sinking into me deeper. I never knew a person could feel this full before. I never knew a person could feel this alive.
“Come with me,” he groans. “I need to feel you come on my cock.”
His words send a thrill through my body. My pleasure intensifies.
He thrusts into me over and over and over…
Our bodies become frantic. There’s a desperation to each of our touches. A desire to be as close as we can. A need to never leave each other.
And that’s what sends me over the edge.
“Will,” I cry out when my second orgasm hits me. He quickly follows after, finding his release. I can tell from the way he shudders and moans. He’s just as affected by this as I am.
His face finds the crook of my neck as he breathes in deeply. I stroke his back.
“That was…” he says into my ear.
“I know,” I sigh. It was everything. Magical. Exciting. Pleasurable.
Having sex with Will has changed things between us. A closeness that neither one of us expected.
I’m not sure we can ever come back from this again.
Chapter Sixteen
Will
Waking up in Gianna’s arms sends a feeling of peace over me. It’s a sensation I haven’t felt since I was a kid. I can barely remember the last time I felt this happy.
Gazing down at her sleeping form, all I can think is how lucky I am to have found her. She has brought out the good in me I thought I had long lost. If my mom saw how much I was fighting for Gianna, she’d be proud of me. I know I shamed my mother’s memory when I became a hitman.
I still am a hitman and I’m not sure if that will ever change. It’s how I make my money and yet… I’m considering giving it all up to be with Gianna. I can find another way to make money. I don’t have to take more lives to live myself.
But the only question is: can Gianna and I both survive this and be together at the end? Because right now… I’m not sure of anything.
She stirs awake. When her eyes find mine, a blush crosses her face.
“It’s amazing you can still blush after everything we did last night,” I comment, running the backs of my fingers down her cheek.
“I’m still me. That hasn’t changed.”
“How are you feeling this morning?”
“Sore,” she admits. “But good. Really good.”
“I’m glad.” I give her a soft kiss on the lips. Just the feeling of pure contentment is unlike anything I’ve experienced before.
“I want to stay in this bed with you forever,” she whispers. “I don’t want to leave this room because I know once we do, we’ll have to deal with everything out there.”
“So let’s not leave this room. Let’s be together longer.” I kiss her deeply and roll her onto her back. Gianna eagerly kisses me in return, arching her body into mine. I could sink into Gianna’s arms forever.
“I need you again,” she gasps.
I let out a low sound before I roll her onto her side and lay behind her. “I want to show you all the different ways you can experience pleasure.” My cock grows hard at the idea of being with Gianna again. I’ll never want to stop being with her. I’m not sure I can ever give her up.
I know I should grab a condom to use with her. Getting Gianna pregnant is not something either one of us needs right now. But I’m too caught up in the moment to care.