Page 20 of The Hitman’s Obsession

The thrill of the chase.

This little fantasy of hers feels like it was meant for us. I mean, come on, what other couple out there chases each other through the woods?

Couple? Did I just say that?

Christ, I’ve barely just met this girl, and in my mind, we’re already together. Soon, I’ll make it official.

My eyes stay locked to her silhouette a few yards ahead of me. I could catch her right now, but where’s the fun in that?

She squeals as she leaps the stream. The dirt on the bank gives out under her foot, and she falls forward. My stomach instantly tenses up. It wasn’t a hard fall, but she could have hurt herself.

Thankfully, she gets up and keeps running. And so do I.

I jump the stream and race after her, following her hair as it blows in the wind and the tiny little trail of giggles she leaves behind.

“Can’t catch me!” she shouts, laughing.

This is the most fun I’ve had in years. I can’t even remember a time when I didn’t feel cold inside, flat, emotionless. Dead. I actually feel myself starting to smile as I pick up the pace.

Closing in on her, I reach out and grab her by the wrist. Just hard enough to let her know I’m on her.

She yelps with glee and tears her arm away, then cuts hard to the right. She puts the trunk of a massive maple between us and pokes her head out from the side, eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

I dart left, she goes right. I dart right, she goes left.

“Got you now,” I growl.

Somehow, Annie looks even more beautiful now than she ever has. She’s sweating and gasping for breath, but she’s smiling and laughing. Having the time of her life.

“Uh-uh,” she prods back.

“You’re mine.”

I feint to the left, and she goes right. Grabbing the tree, I swing myself around to her side. Her eyes go wide as she realizes she’s been caught, and she cries out as I snatch her up by the waist and toss her over my shoulder.

Yelping and laughing, she pounds her tiny fists helplessly against my back as I carry her back through the woods to the cabin.

Up until now, I thought the darkness in my soul had ruined me. I thought I’d never find love. I didn’t want to. Losing someone again, like I lost my mom, would be too much for me.

But Annie doesn’t just accept me and my darkness. She understands it. She loves it. She wants it.

We didn’t just happen to run into each other. We were made for each other.

“Help! Help!” she shouts gleefully. “I’ve been kidnapped!”

I chuckle. She knows what she’s doing is pointless. Nobody can hear her. We’re in the middle of the woods. But she’s having fun, and that’s all that matters.

“See? Caught you. Just like I said I would.”

My cock is seriously hurting now. I’m fully erect. My tip is swollen and pressing painfully against my zipper with every single step. My balls are aching, filled with more cum for her tight little pussy.

This girl brings out the beast in me.

“You can’t get away from me, Annie,” I say. “Not now. Not ever.”

She squirms even more when we reach the cabin. The door is still open, so I just carry her inside and kick it shut behind us. I’m so fucking hungry for her. So horny it’s almost like we didn’t just fuck less than an hour ago.

My cock is screaming to be let loose.