Wanted by the Hitman: Men of Ruthless Corp. by Tarin Lex

Author:Tarin Lex [Lex, Tarin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tarin Lex
Published: 2021-06-15T16:00:00+00:00

Cock-y Hitman

Laramie

I splay out on top of the sheets of Garren’s bed and stare up at the ceiling.

I’m still naked, mostly dried off, and my skin is electrically tingly. My mouth won’t close, I am so in awe. Did I really just go all gluck, gluck on my best friend’s cock? I swallowed his semen, most of it anyway. It was a load if I ever saw one. A hitman’s semen. Some of it is still coating the back of my throat, like a heady, mildly sweet, viscous elixir. Medication for my insides. Fodder for fantasies. I lick my lips, hungry, greedy.

I want more. Preferably as soon as humanly possible. Down my throat, between my thighs. Anywhere. Everywhere. More. I am a certifiable junkie for that man’s jizz—already clutching the sheets and curling my toes, my virgin walls clenching around the emptiness I want, need Garren to fill.

And messily. There’s a sudden fevered urge to make hot sloppy love with him in every single room in this house. And in other rooms in other houses. And other places that aren’t houses. That’s what I’m craving. Savage, animal sex. Balls to the walls messy fucking sex.

Good lord what has gotten into me?

He opens the door of the en-suite bathroom mid-fantasy and my pulse flutters in my neck. He closes it, shutting out the plume of humidity from the shower and ahem, us. My gaze skates over his honed physique. Now that the skin is clean and dry his injuries don’t look as nauseating. He’ll be sore as shit. He’ll have scars. He could stand to get professional medical attention but whatever, he won’t.

He cinches his towel low on his hips, then reaches up to slick the excess water from his brunet hair that falls well past his Adam’s apple. His biceps bulge as big as my head every time he drags his fingernails back like that. My mouth is still wide open, my tongue all but hanging out. I seem to have misplaced my voice.

Without actually smiling, his dark, dark eyes smile. His brows ever so slightly come together, examining me. Toying with me. I like it. Garren sufficiently wrings his hair then makes a move for the first-aid kit I put on the nightstand. Something instinctive sets fire in me and I’m spurred into action. “Let me.” I sit up on my knees, patting a spot on the mattress as I clutch the kit. “Sit.”

“Alright.” His skin breaks out in a mild sweat and he pulls a deep breath into his chest. Is that…fear? “Do your worst, honey,” he gallantly says.

“I’ll be gentle,” I soothe.

“I trust you, Laramie,” Garren says in a husky, sensual voice. It’s really his primary voice. I get to work playing nurse. Which’s kinda nice. Nurse Laramie Harper does have a catchy ring to it. Nurse Laramie Grey does, too. Stoppit.

Anyway—both sound better than my current designation of Hey Miss.

I snap on a latex glove and carefully apply the antibiotic. Mostly I just glob it on there, so that I don’t have it rub it in.

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