Hitman’s Secret by Rosa Mink

Chapter 13

Marko

“Ilove you,” Natalia cries out as I push her over, her body sweetly convulsing beneath me, and I shatter instantly with her.  I’ve never come so quickly in my life, not even as a teen, but those words, shit, nothing can beat those words.

“Mine, all mine,” I tease against her lips, making her whimper slightly.  “My angel, my heart,” I add as her eyes open to look at me.  “I didn’t know I had one until you, angel.  You’re my heart.  You’re everything I need, Natalia.”

“Yes,” she cries in agreement, her lips meeting mine, pulling me tighter against her and my body quickly renews, wanting her desperately again.

“I’m a shitty person, angel,” I warn her.

“You’re mine,” she argues.  “My evil but not heartless bastard.”

“Damn straight,” I agree, smiling as her hands trail over my body.

“I love you, Marko.  I love everything about you, including the evil parts of you.  You can let them out around me.  I won’t run,” she states, and I claim the words and her lips, using them against her.

She doesn’t argue or stop me when I pick her up, moving us over to the center of the room, setting her onto her feet.  Fuck, she’s gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous, and now mine.  I swear, if her mother were still alive, I’d take her out by hand rather than a quick bullet.

She doesn’t say a word, simply smiles at me and I lift her arms up, snapping the cuffs around her wrists.  I pull on the chains and it pushes her up onto her tiptoes.  It’s enough to strain her but not make her dangle from the ceiling by her wrists.  I won’t ever do anything that abuses her, pleasure her is a whole other story though.

“I love you,” she says as I move back towards her, a cat o’ nine whip in my hands.

“You can stop it at any time, angel,” I promise and that damn smile of hers is too much to resist.  She moans at the first hit, and I know now that she truly knows it’s nothing but meant for pleasure between us and it makes it hotter.

She turns and squeals when I land hits to the back of her thighs and I move quickly, lifting her slightly pulling her legs back around me and push up into that sweet, wet pussy.

“Fuck!” she shouts her head tossing back towards me and I take her weight further, lifting and dropping her on my cock as my hips thrust up into her ass.

“Shit, Marko…oh god, yes,” she cries shattering and I pull at the chains, dropping them so I can put her down onto the floor.

I hook the cuffs onto the loop bolted to the floor and lift her pretty face up, pushing my cock into that sexy mouth of hers and down her throat making her gag.

“My poor angel has the worst gag reflex,” I tease pushing further down her throat as I lay out the whip against that amazing ass of hers.

She moans, choking herself further on my cock but I know she loves it.  She begs for it now, to taste it, but she still doesn’t like deep throating.

I grab the back of her head, holding her onto it, setting the whip against her ass again and her eyes are begging for more.  I fuck her face, leaving drool running down it, her makeup running as her eyes tear and cry, but her eyes are still begging for more.

I know I’m about to lose it and I pull back, bringing a moan to her lips, begging me not to stop with her words, hoarse, frantic.  I slip up behind her, spreading her ass and dive in, making her shout around the first blip of pain as it tightens around me.

“Shit, Marko, yes…oh god, yes,” she cries as I pull nearly out then slam into her again.

“Say it, angel,” I tell her, my pumps quickening, growing harder, fiercer, ready to break.

“I love you, oh god, I love you,” she says, and I tease that sweet clit of hers, the only other sound beyond her ‘I love you’ is our bodies slapping together.

“Come, now,” I tell her as my cock thickens more, my balls tight and rapidly rising.

“I love you!” she shouts, her ass nearly popping my cock off entirely as she squeezes me.

“Yes,” I groan dropping onto her back, my cock spraying her with thick ropes of cum, filling her sweet ass full.  “I love you, angel…all mine.”

“Yes,” she sighs dropping to the floor with my weight, still cuffed and chained, but she snuggles up against me like the perfect woman she is.