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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
HUNTER
The sun shines brighter than it should be at seven in the morning. Glancing over at Jade, I notice her still sleeping soundly. At some point during the night, she kicked the blankets off. She’s lying on her back, her entire body exposed to me, her lips slightly parted as she breathes deep. I should let her get the rest she needs, but I can’t stop myself from dragging my fingers down her skin. Her nipples harden in her sleep, but she doesn’t wake up. I spread her legs and stare down at her beautiful cunt. When I swipe my fingers up her slit, I notice she’s already wet for me. I line my cock up with her entrance and slowly slide into her, fuck she feels good. She moans for me but doesn’t immediately wake up.
Placing my hands on either side of her on the mattress, I rock into her, each thrust harder than the previous. Her pussy clenches around my cock, eyes pop open, her back arches off the bed, she screams her first words of the day, “Fuck me!”
I wrap my hand around her throat, while I flex my hips into her, my pelvis rubbing against her clit, her breaths come out heavy, she’s stunning like this.
The room is quiet, other than her moans and the vulgar sound of my cock slamming into her cunt.
“Beautiful,” I murmur to her.
She grips onto my biceps as if holding on for dear life. Jade bucks her hips up meeting my every thrust with her own, then she comes again, and I lose the ability to hold my own orgasm back.
I groan through my release, and she says, “Oh my god. I love that sound.”
Removing my hand from her throat, I lean down and kiss her.
Moving beside her I pull her into my arms, “You’re so beautiful, Sassy girl.”
She giggles, “I don’t hate waking up like that.”
Sex with Jade is better than any other woman I have had. While we were apart, I fucked more women than I can count. It was always quick and unfulfilling. Her pussy is one in a million. I’ll never get enough of the sounds she makes. Making her come is somehow better than coming myself.
“It’s a good thing, Sassy. I plan on waking you up like that as often as possible.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, a sexy smirk is on her face when she releases it, “Is this a two-way street?”
Arching an eyebrow I ask, “Meaning?”
She shrugs, “I don’t know. Maybe I could wake you up with a blowjob?”
I hiss out a breath, “Fuck. Baby girl, waking up with my cock in that beautiful throat would be the best way to wake up.”
Jesus. I hope she does that. I’m hard again just thinking about it. But my father waits for us in the basement for his final breath. I’ve never struggled with ending lives since I became an assassin. I thought I would, but I didn’t. You’d think my father would be different but he’s not. I would have preferred to torture him for several more days after what he’s done. Jade is priority number one for me. If she wants it to be over, it’ll be over. Whatever she needs is what she gets.
“Do you want to stay up here while I take care of him?”
She bolts up, “Absolutely not.”
To say I’m surprised at her being so involved with his death, would be an understatement. I never would’ve expected her to want this, let alone be there for it. I expected her to be more like Willow than Mia. I see I misjudged her by a mile.
“Get ready then.”
I rise off the bed and get dressed in a pair of Max’s sweats which are too long, but I’ll make it work. I point to the closet, “Grab something out of the closet for yourself. Willow’s clothes are in there.”
She walks over to the closet and asks, “Why do they have clothes here if they don’t live here?”
After I pull the oversized shirt over my head, I respond, “This is Max’s safehouse. They have clothes in case they ever need to be here for an extended period of time. It hasn’t been used in a while but in our line of work, you can never be too careful.”
She pulls on the purple dress she selected from the wardrobe, “If we ever have kids are you going to quit?”
I shrug my shoulders as I watch her get changed, “I don’t know. I haven’t thought about it.”
She arches her eyebrow, “Maybe think about explaining to our kids that you kill people for a living. How do you have that conversation with a five-year-old?”
I laugh, “Our kids are five already? How did that happen?”
