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I stared into Julia'seyes, watching the storm of emotions swirl within her. She was so sad, so angry, so confused. I'd been there before.
"Please, let me bring peace to you, too."
This was the first time I had the opportunity to help someone else. To protect a fragile human like Julia gave me hope. For years, I have lived in the shadows, my existence defined by the blood on my hands. Julia was only in this mess because of me, but maybe there was a reason for it all.
"I told you, I won't condone murder," Julia said.
God, she was stubborn. That was one of the many things about her that made her so attractive. She was beautiful, hardworking, independent, and sassy, and she stuck by her morals.
Before I could talk myself out of it, I kissed her.
Julia stiffened in my arms for a moment, and I prepared for her to push me away, but she didn't. Instead, she leaned into the kiss, a small moan escaping her lips.
I slid my hands up her waist, pulling her close. The warmth of her skin sent shivers down my spine, igniting a fire within me.
Her fingers traced the ink on my neck, tracing the intricate patterns that told the tale of my past. The intensity of her touch fueled my passion, fueling a hunger that only she could satiate.
I lifted her chin, meeting her gaze with burning desire.
Her lips parted slightly, inviting me to delve deeper into her sensual embrace. Our tongues danced, entwining in a dance of passion. No words were needed now. My connection with Julia was about to get even more complicated.
I picked her up and laid her down on the sofa, pulling off her sweater and pajamas.
Julia's breath quickened, and her chest heaved in anticipation. The scent of her arousal filled the air, driving me wild with desire.
She was scared. She knew who I was and what I was capable of. Yet, despite her fear, she wanted me. I couldn't resist her. My hands moved over her body, exploring every part of her. Her skin was soft and warm, and her curves were irresistible.
I kissed her neck, licking and sucking gently.
She arched her back, giving me better access to her tender flesh. My mouth wandered lower, kissing and caressing her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly, begging for my attention. I teased them with my teeth, causing her to cry out in pleasure.
I felt the heat building within her, and I knew she was ready.
I slipped my jeans down over my hips, not bothering to undress completely. I couldn't wait a moment longer. I thrust inside her, filling her completely. She moaned loudly, grabbing onto my shoulders for support. I started pumping into her, gradually increasing the speed. Our bodies became one, moving together in perfect harmony.
I plunged into her depths, my cock sliding effortlessly in and out of her wet pussy. She cried out in ecstasy, her nails digging into my back. The sight of her writhing beneath me drove me wilder, urging me to go faster.
I grasped her hips, guiding her movements. Her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. Her walls contracted around me, squeezing my cock mercilessly.
With each stroke, I could feel her growing wetter, tighter. Our bodies merged into one, lost in a passionate frenzy. We both gasp in unison, reaching the peak of ecstasy. The orgasm rocked my entire body, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me. I held my breath as I pumped my cum deep into her.
With trembling hands, I caressed her thighs, admiring my masterpiece. Her pussy convulsed, releasing streams of cum from her tight hole and down her ass. She quivered as I savored her cream pie.
"Oh, fuck," she gasped as I ran my thumb over her clit once more. I cut off what she was about to say next with a kiss.
Julia watched as I stood and zipped up my pants. “So, will this be another thing that definitely doesn’t matter?” She asked.
I shook my head and chuckled. The laugh was empty; it was only a mask to hide my true feelings. "Maybe it will. Only time will tell. Now rest up. We have a busy day tomorrow."
***
Fifteen years ago…
Nakamura-sama.
The fierce leader of the most dangerous crime family on the west coast of Japan.
Nakamura-sama had a reputation for ruthlessness and intimidation, leaving a trail of terror wherever he went. Many tried to challenge his power, but none survived to tell the tale.
