Saved By The Hitman: An Instalove Possessive Age Gap Romance by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2021-01-30T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Jett

Juliana walks to the balcony window, looking out onto the night, her reflection in the dark glass causing the base of my cock to start throbbing again.

Now that we’re here – and I know that all the doors and windows are locked tight – I feel the beast awakening inside of me again.

Something carnal stirs deep within my chest, my pectorals tightening and bulging against my shirt.

Even in her makeshift outfit, with my pants all baggy on her, I can’t help but mentally tear her clothes off and remember how she looked naked. The curvaceous glory of her flesh, the way I could sink my hands into her ass cheeks when I had my mouth pressed close to her soaked center.

“This place really is amazing,” she murmurs.

“I got it by killing people,” I growl, but really it’s the monster inside me talking.

My dick is pulsating now.

My seed writhes inside of me, roaring at me to shove her roughly up against the glass and pry her legs apart with my knee, tear down those pants and just push myself up inside of her, ram into her savagely until the floor is slippery with her relentless releases.

She sucks in a breath at my words.

“Killing bad people,” she says.

“And you’re okay with that?” I snarl, stalking across the room toward her.

I have to be sure.

She turns to face me, biting her lip again in that way that fucks me up in a million different ways.

“Yes,” she says, standing up a little straighter, causing her breasts to jiggle alluringly.

Fuck, to taste milk from those pink nipples would be heaven.

I remember the way she came as I cradled her against my chest, my personal naked fuck-toy, came just from me sucking on those needy nipples of hers. I want to make her do it again, and again and again, only this time with a river of her mother’s milk gushing in time with her orgasm.

“I’m okay with it because I know you, Jett,” she murmurs. “I know how crazy that sounds. I know we only just met last night. But …”

She trails off.

I move across the room, reach up, and touch her chin to redirect her gaze to me. She trembles at my touch, as though she’s afraid I’m going to unleash myself upon her at any moment.

It’s not an unjust fear.

I’m constantly on edge, my last release all over those juicy breasts of hers already a distant memory.

My body hungers for more, more, more.

“What?” I growl. “Don’t play games with me, Juliana.”

“You’re so freaking hot and cold, you know that?” she says, smiling.

“Doesn’t sound like you’re complaining,” I grunt. “And anyway, you’re wrong. With you, I’m not hot and cold. With you I’m hot—and then I’m burning, on fire, fucking boiling.”

She reaches up and touches my hand, pressing it against her face, turning her cheek toward my palm as though savoring the warmth of my body.

“That’s just it,” she murmurs. “That’s what I was going to say. It sounds crazy, but I don’t think it’s a coincidence that both our parents died in fires.

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