Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
“So is now the time?” With a defiant look in her eyes, she crosses her arms across her chest, but her tits are so damn big she has to cross them underneath them, and all it does is prop them up, emphasizing just how incredible they are.
More blood pumps to my cock. To hell with it. I go ahead and pop the button on my pants and unzip the fly to relieve some of the pressure.
“I’m not going to harvest your organs, you silly girl,” I tell her. “I’m a hitman, Billie.”
She takes a step back, picks up a couch cushion, and holds it in front of her like a shield. “I knew it! Get away from me!”
“Billie, we’ve been through this. I’m not going to hurt you.”
“Like hell!”
“The other day when we first met, I had been sent to kill you, yes. You were my target. You don’t know this, but your gallery is a meeting place for members of organized crime. Those men in suits like last night? You may have seen others before. They use the gallery to coordinate and plan, and my boss believed you were a part. Not just a part of it, but possibly a vital part.”
“Me?” Billie slowly lowers the couch cushion, her face drenched with confusion. “How could I be a part of a criminal organization?”
“That’s what I told my boss, sweet thing,” I say, stepping forward. I reach out to take her in my arms, but she lifts the cushion again to push me away. “I could have killed you already, Billie, but I didn’t. I saved you. Put my life on the line for you, Billie. You have to trust me.”
“I…” she whimpers, her voice trembling. “I want to…”
I grip the couch cushion and pull. At first, she holds strong, but as I increase the pressure, she slowly lets go, and then it’s just the two of us standing across from each other. I inhale deeply, soaking my lungs with her scent. It’s like a warm wave of gold entering my body. My cock is throbbing as I reach out and take her by the waist and pull her close.
“Billie, I went to my boss and told him you’re not who he thinks you are. He didn’t believe me and told me to go back and finish the job. I refused, but my boss isn’t the kind of man you just say no to.”
Her eyes look at me with hope. She wants to believe me. I lean in and let my lips brush across her cheek then gently kiss the base of her ear. I want to learn every inch of her body.
“I was a Marine sniper, Billie. War can change a man. When I came home, I had a severe case of PTSD. I was taken in by a man who got me into counseling, helped me get well. A man who now works at the FBI who utilized my skills taking out untouchable members of organized crime. But now…because of the way he reacted when I told him about you, I think my boss has gone rogue.”
Billie shakes in my arms. “Gone rogue?”
I nod, brushing back a strand of her hair. “I believe he has taken over the criminal organization we were investigating and is taking out anyone formerly associated with it that he thinks will be a problem. Instead of investigating further, listening to me, he sent those men today to do what I wouldn’t do—kill you. And that’s why I took you away. Why I lied to you about our date. It was the only way I knew to get you out of there to safety. Because, Billie, I can’t let anything happen to you.”
I can’t hold back any longer. I go for it. I press my lips to hers and close my eyes as a feeling of heaven washes over me. I growl, press my tongue into her mouth, licking her tongue, imagining what it would be like if I was licking her sweet, virgin hole. A tiny moan slips from her throat and into my mouth and her innocent hands reach up to my chest as if she’s going to hold on to me for support. But she doesn’t. She pushes back, breaking our kiss.
“You smooth talker,” she whispers, her face cherry red. “Saying all the right things to get me all hot and bothered.”
I thread my hands through her hair and grip tight, then tilt her head back, exposing the soft skin of her neck. I kiss delicately just above her collarbone, then work my way up so gently. “The moment I walked into that gallery and laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you. I may be a devil, I may come from hell, but even a devil can protect his angel. And that’s what I’m going to do for you, Billie.”