Page 48 of Her Three Hitmen


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I lean back against the seat, closing my eyes and letting myself get lost in the sensations. She's so skilled with her mouth, flicking her tongue over the head of my cock and swirling it around the shaft.

I don't last long. With a strangled cry, I come in her mouth, watching as she swallows every drop.

"Good girl," I praise, grabbing her chin to make her look at me.

Her breath hitches in her throat as I tongue the sensitive skin beneath her earlobe. My hand slides up the smooth fabric of her dress, tracing the curve of her thigh until it rests high on her hip. I can feel the heat emanating from her skin, and it drives me wild with desire.

I move my lips back to hers, fiercely taking possession of her mouth. She responds with equal ardor, her hands tangling in my hair as she kisses me back. Our bodies surge together in a frenzy of longing, our passion spilling over onto the leather seats of the car.

I break away from our kiss just long enough to rip open the front of Mia’s dress, revealing her bare breasts to my gaze. I lower my mouth to one of her nipples, my tongue flicking over it before sucking it deep into my mouth. She gasps my name as I switch to the other breast, and I can feel her fingers clawing at my shoulders.

“I need you,” she moans, and I don’t hesitate for a moment.

I guide my cock to her entrance and watch as she takes me in eagerly, throwing her head back with pleasure. "Fuck," I groan, filling her with one good thrust.

“Yes!” she says, her hands on my shoulders.

I brace myself against the seat with one arm, lifting the other to hold her thigh as I pound into her over and over again. I can hear her panting in my ear, and it frustrates me to know that I’m not the only one being pushed to the edge. I pull out even as she tries to draw me deeper within her, desperate to delay my own orgasm for just a little longer.

A low, guttural moan escapes her throat as she raises her hips to meet my own, trying to take in as much of my cock as possible. She's so wet and tight around me that I find myself teetering on the edge of release already.

I pull out, then slam into her again with a growl of pleasure. As she rocks against me, she reaches down to press her fingers against her pussy, rubbing herself in time with my thrusts. Within moments, I can feel her body convulse around my cock, signaling her climax's impending arrival.

"Ohhhh," she moans against my shoulder. "That feels so good."

The pleasure spreads through my body like fire as I continue fucking her. Her mouth finds mine and we lock lips in a passionate kiss. Her moan escapes into my mouth, and I can feel it vibrate against my tongue. Her body trembles and quakes as we push each other to our climaxes; I feel her warm juices dripping down onto the leather seats below us as she comes over my cock.

I grip the back of her seat with one hand as I pull out of her. She whimpers in protest, and I can’t help but grin.

"Don’t worry, baby," I murmur into her mouth. "This isn’t over yet."

My hand lingers on the inside of her thigh as I take her slow and steady. Mia moves with me, rocking forward to meet my thrusts, her breath catching in her throat every time I push into her.

She moves against me with more urgency, clawing at my back and practically purring in my ear. The sounds she makes are enough to send me over the edge again.

I shudder as she pulls me in deeper still, whether to deepen our lovemaking or to get away from the intensity of the moment, I don’t know. My orgasm sweeps over me, leaving me weak in the knees. The pleasure radiating from my cock even in the aftermath of my release is enough to make me groan out loud.

Suddenly it strikes me that we are doing this in a moving car, at risk of being caught by one of my men at any moment. This mania has gripped us both and we don't want to stop even long enough to think twice about what we’re doing before it's too late.

Her hands reach up to grasp my shoulders as we move together, my cock sliding into her with slow thrusts I know will drive her wild. Her body convulses with every push forward, our sweat-slicked bodies sliding against each other sensually.

Mia squirms against me in impatience when I only hold myself inside of her. Her plaintive moans return as she rocks her hips against mine, but an amused smile plays at my lips; I clamp one hand around one of hers to pin it above her head. She writhes beneath me in response, stirring a feverish desire within me that demands satisfaction.

"I could fuck you like this for the rest of my life," I tell her honestly, watching as her eyes roll back.

Oh, yes. For the rest of my life, even if it kills me.

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MIA

After returning from the meeting and enjoying a long, long night with Xavier, we fell asleep in his room and I woke up to a note on his bed.

"A car is waiting for you outside to take you to a spa," I read aloud, "You'll be joining us tonight for dinner. Yours, XM."

Grinning, I kiss the note and rush downstairs to find two men in the entry waiting for me.

"Good morning, Miss. We'll be escorting you today," one of them says.

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