HIS BABY: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance

by April Lust

  After a few more minutes of this, Evan added his thumb alongside his finger, spreading her apart wider. She cried out, slowing her hips down to allow his second finger to slide in comfortably.

  “Yeah, you’re fucking ready for it. You’re fucking hot for it, aren’t you, baby? My fucking girl,” Evan grunted, shoving his fingers in and out a little harder while his other thumb sped up on her clit, jerking it up and down.

  “Yes, yes, I am,” Hannah groaned, flexing her leg muscles around Evan’s waist. “I’m so ready, baby, God. Please, I’ve been wanting this for…ungh, for so long.”

  “I’m going to give you what you want, baby. I’m going to give it to you, I promise,” Evan whispered before slipping his tongue back into her mouth, gently caressing her tongue with his even though he fucked her cunt harder and harder with each passing second.

  “Please, please, do it, do it, I’m ready, I can do it,” Hannah grunted out, throwing her head back hard as Evan bit down on her neck again.

  “Can you handle it? Are you sure? Are you ready?” he asked as he licked his way up and down her neck.

  “I don’t—I don’t…” Hannah trailed off, unsure of what to say.

  “Hey. You are. You’re ready. You’re safe. You’re strong,” Evan whispered, stroking the side of Hannah’s face before leaning in for a gentle kiss. “Aren’t you?”

  Hannah felt herself nodding slowly, her body acting on its own while her brain struggled with the question. Was she ready—ready to be united with Evan again? To risk losing him?

  Her eyes met his, and then she knew the answer.

  “Yesssss,” Hannah hissed before crashing her mouth back into Evan’s, tasting him as deeply as she could. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I’m ready, I’m ready for it, I can do it, I can fucking do it,” she rambled, struggling to unbutton Evan’s pants and shove them to the floor. Evan bent over to retrieve a condom from his pants. With one hand, he yanked his shirt over his head and threw it away, while with the other hand he gripped the condom and quickly sheathed his cock.

  A second later he aligned their genitals together, pushing the tip of his cock a single millimeter inside of her hole. Hannah panted desperately for breath at the sensation, wanting him to sink deep inside of her.

  “Do you believe me now?” Evan said as he shoved inside of her a moment later, as deep as he could go. It almost hurt, that stretch, like pain and pleasure were sharing a spot in her brain, but she shoved back as hard as she could, wanting his cock to brush up against all the secret sensitive spots inside of her. “Do you believe me?”

  It was almost too scary to consider, let alone accept as gospel. Were they really safe? Were they really done fighting tooth and nail to survive? That meant that everything was different. She wasn’t just surviving anymore; she was living now. Her life meant something. It had weight and heft and meaning, and now it meant so much more if she fucked it up, because it had so much goddamned potential. Could she be trusted with a gift like that?

  But she didn’t have a choice. The full reality of the situation descended upon her all at once as he shoved his penis in and out of her cunt. He was here. He had finished his mission. It was over. It was all over. Now, life had begun. Their life together as two broken people pretending to be whole. That was its own challenge, equally terrifying as the last, but there was no running from this. No hiding from the responsibility of being in love.

  Evan shocked her out of her reverie by pressing one hand down on her clit, bouncing on it and forcing it up and down and back and forth while his cock pressed in as hard as it could against her inner walls. “Shiiiiiiit!” Hannah cried out, spreading her legs apart wider to let him in even deeper as he attacked her lips with his teeth.

  “Do you believe me now, baby? Do you believe me now?” Evan repeated himself, pressing down harder on her clit while slapping his hips faster against hers.

  “Yes, yes, oh, yes, fuck, yes!” Hannah cried out, practically screaming.

  She shoved her hips up hard with a guttural grunt, bouncing back and forth between his cock and the sweat-soaked couch under her ass. She wanted him in deeper and harder, grinding up against all her special spots faster and more firmly as each second passed and she got wetter and wetter under his touch, his thumb pressing down harder onto her clit. This feeling would never end. It stretched on forward forever like the Christmas tree forest from her dreams, but this time she didn’t feel trapped. She felt safe. She felt reassured, like no matter what she could return to this memory, this beautiful moment that would never abandon her, no matter what happened in the future. She felt her cunt clench tight around his cock, causing him to grunt out loudly and shove inside a little deeper. “Sorry, sorry, was that too much? Too much?” he asked in a rush.

  Hannah shook her head and swallowed hard, her mouth going as dry as a field full of cacti. “No, not enough. Not enough, please. Please, baby. Give me more. Give it to me. Please!” She grew more hysterical, more desperate as his cock slipped inside deeper and deeper, stretching her hole in every direction.

  “So fucking tight,” Evan grunted, shoving his cock fully in and out.

  “As good as you remember?” Hannah asked, trying to laugh for levity but struggling to achieve even a slight giggle with the insufficient amount of air in her lungs at the moment. She didn’t have the time, energy, or basic capacity to lie about her insecurity right now. She was so totally bare, so totally raw and open and innocent of all pretenses. He saw her for her, wounds and all. And she didn’t regret it. She was afraid, but she was happy to do it, committing to her fear rather than running away from it.

  “Better,” Evan replied, leaning over to bite the side of her neck hard. “The real thing is so much better. Fuck!”

  Evan reached over with his free hand to grab Hannah’s leg and hike it up higher, giving him a new angle to penetrate her cunt deeper. “Unngh, yes!” Hannah cried out. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt, please!”

  He went in harder, shoving his entire body back and forth on top of her, panting so hard that Hannah was a little afraid he was going to pass out. But he kept going, faster and faster each minute as he pushed in and out, in and out, hitting all these spots that Hannah had never known before.

  “I might not…I might not last much longer,” Evan warned as he pushed and pulled his hips back and forth faster and harder, chasing after his orgasm.

  All of a sudden a powerful desire gripped at Hannah’s heart, squeezing it hard until she stopped thrusting and pushed against Evan’s chest.

  “Get up, get up, get off,” Hannah said, lightly slapping the side of Evan’s body to get him to stop moving.

  He came to a stop, his cock still gripped tightly by her cunt. “Is something—is something wrong? Did I hurt you?”

  “No, no, no, no,” Hannah rushed to say, sitting up to push Evan off of her. “I just need…I just…” She trailed off, lost for words as she rearranged their bodies on the couch, straddling Evan’s lap before sinking back down on his cock. This time she’d be in control. “I just need this…Jesus, yes,” she murmured.

  “Yeah, baby, baby, do it, yeah, do it,” Evan grunted up at her, grabbing at Hannah’s neck to pull her forward into a deep kiss.

  Hannah began thrusting down hard, bouncing up and down to push his cock in and out of her pussy. “Play with—play with me, please,” she demanded, leaning in to kiss Evan’s sweet neck.

  He pushed one hand between their bodies, going to her clit and pushing it gently up and down, to the pattern set by Hannah’s hips. She moved slowly, not wanting to trigger Evan too quickly. “I’ve wanted this…for so long,” Evan grunted out, grabbing Hannah’s ass with his free hand. “So fucking long.”

  “You hungry for me?” Hannah asked, feeling a little devious as she grinned down at his desperate expression.

  Evan growled a little and shoved his hips up, pushing his cock deeper inside her cunt. “So fucking hard for you, baby,” he mumbled.

  Hannah laughed and moved her hi
ps a little faster, going in huge circles around Evan’s cock. “I…fucking…love it,” she whispered back, pressing herself forward into Evan’s hand to get more stimulation for her clit.

  Her cunt felt so hot, bubbling with this energy that she hadn’t felt in so long. She had to go faster, bouncing up and down harder, his cock pushing up inside her deepest inner corner. “So good, so fucking good,” she moaned, rocking her head forward to hide her face in Evan’s neck, licking and nibbling along his skin. She needed something to muffle the pathetic desperate moans that threatened to leave her mouth, and Evan just tasted so fucking good, so delicious. He tasted like the Last Supper must have tasted, spicy and filling at once.

  Evan started lifting her hips and slamming her back down again with one hand, while his other hand flew over her clit, jerking it up and down, faster than Hannah had ever felt before. Their bodies rocked together mercilessly, knees and calves knocking together unceremoniously while their sweaty foreheads pressed together more gently. They danced together, hips moving in harmony while they trembled and moaned, falling into messy open-mouthed kisses.

  “I love you,” Evan said again, shoving his hips up even harder than before. “I fucking love you.”

  “Me, too,” Hannah gasped back, bouncing more in his lap to get his cock in deeper. “Me, too. I’m sorry…I’m sorry I can’t say it yet.”

  “You’ll get there. You’ll get there,” he replied, breaking off into a long, whining moan. “I’m going to come, baby, I’m going to fucking come,” he warned, shoving in harder and deeper as his moans became more and more incomprehensible.

  “Do it, you deserve it, do it,” Hannah encouraged him, riding him as hard as she could until she felt him twitch and tremble beneath her, pulsing inside the condom.

  “Jesus Christ,” Evan mumbled, pressing his forehead hard against hers, his entire body deflating into the pillows and cushions. “God…that was the best…that was the best I’ve ever had.”

  Hannah grinned, pecking Evan on the lips lightly before lifting her body off of his. Evan gasped a little as he fell out of Hannah’s hole, and she leaned in again to kiss him on the head. “Beautiful boy,” she whispered before walking off to the bathroom to pee and clean up.

  Staring at herself in the mirror, Hannah couldn’t help but grin at the way her eyes shone and her cheeks glowed with color. She looked beautiful. Happiness looked good on her.

  When she walked back out to the couch, she was surprised to see Evan standing up, stretching down to his toes. “What are you doing up?” Hannah asked, a little disappointed. She had hoped that they could cuddle.

  “Getting ready for part two,” he said with a shrug as he bent his elbows behind his back.

  “What do you mean?” Hannah asked, smiling a little nervously.

  “You didn’t come,” Evan explained. “You deserve it, too.” He walked back over to the couch to meet her, grabbing her waist and pressing their bodies together closely.

  Hannah sighed and melted in his arms again, pressing their mouths together lightly. “Baby,” she whispered. “So sweet to me.”

  “Lay down,” Evan directed her, spreading her out on the couch again with her legs spread open for him. He climbed up her body, licking along her legs until he got to her naked, dripping cunt. “So wet for me still,” he said with a light laugh, dragging his tongue up one of her lips.

  “Just for you,” Hannah said, exhaling deeply as Evan parted her lips with his tongue, rubbing up against all the red, sensitive parts of her vulva.

  Evan dragged his teeth along her outer lips, stimulating all the bare areas around her clitoral hood. A moment later he dipped two of his fingertips inside her wet hole, flexing them back and forth a little while his tongue finally found her clit, pushing it up and down while his fingers pumped in and out.

  “Oh, so good, so fucking good,” Hannah grunted, shifting her hips up to encourage more of his tongue and teeth on her.

  “Yeah, baby, yeah, relax for me,” Evan mumbled into her cunt, giving her clit thick wide licks while his fingers dipped deeper into her hole.

  Hannah felt herself coming undone, heat building from the intersection of her thighs up to her chest, down to her toes. She felt warm all over, the slick wetness between her legs helping Evan slide in and out more rapidly. “Do it to me, do it to me, please,” Hannah moaned, spreading her legs apart wider.

  Evan sucked one of her labia into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth while he sunk his fingers in so deeply that Hannah howled and thrusted her hips up into the air. “Oh, baby, ungh, yes!” Hannah moaned, sweat trickling down from her armpits and under her knees. A great big ball of light was burning its way between her legs, getting larger and larger with every flick of Evan’s tongue.

  Evan added another finger to her hole, stretching her out wider, creating a delicious burn that licked its way up and down her entire vulva. She thrusted her hips up hard, bouncing back and forth again until the couch squeaked with their efforts. “Deeper, baby, deeper, give it to me, I can take it, unhh, yes,” she grunted out.

  He laughed at her in between long licks from the top of her cunt to her hole, sticking his tongue in between his fingers. “Yeah, you got it, baby, you can take it like a good girl, like a strong girl,” he responded, shoving his fingers in deeper.

  Hannah moaned out again, thrusting up into his touch. But at the same time, there was some small part of her that was holding back, hiding somewhere in a dark corner of her brain. This feeling, this huge thing that had only happened on one occasion and had left her when Evan did, could betray her again. Even though this would be only the second time in her life that she had felt this wonderful feeling, it could also be the last. There were no guarantees otherwise. But she wanted it, still, she wanted to feel herself explode, she wanted to feel herself shatter into a thousand tiny little beautiful pieces. She wanted to feel empty. She wanted to feel whole. She wanted to blow herself up and put herself back together, all with the aid of Evan’s beautiful hands.

  “You can do it, you’re so strong, so fucking strong, baby,” Evan said in between long, hard licks of her clit. “You got this. You fucking got this.”

  “I do?” she asked between ragged breaths.

  “Yes. You can do this. I believe in you,” he said before sucking her clit hard into his mouth.

  And in that moment, Hannah believed him. Not just about her own strength, her own ability to contain the terrifying beauty of orgasms, but also about how safe she was, how safe they both were. They were together, she realized as she felt huge sparks of brilliant flame burn their way up and down her back, spiraling into all of her shaking cells. She trembled like a leaf in the wind, digging her fingers hard into Evan’s shoulders to anchor herself as her cunt overflowed with wonderful sensations that just grew and grew and grew until they burst, showering her with endorphins from the tip of her head to the bottom of her feet. “Ahhh! Ohhh!” Hannah screamed joyously, reaching down desperately for Evan’s hands to pull him back up her body, pressing their heads together.

  “God, you’re beautiful, you’re amazing,” Evan murmured into her neck, giving her gentle kisses, one after another after another. He pressed sweet kisses to her jawline, tracing both of her cheeks and going up to her ears before lightly nibbling on the back of her neck again.

  “No…no…you,” she mumbled back, dragging her fingers through Evan’s hair.

  Evan pulled back to stare into Hannah’s eyes, rubbing the sides of her face with his palms. “I fought for you, woman,” he said, a little teasingly, but Hannah knew that there was so much truth in that statement.

  “I know. But no more,” Hannah whispered back. “No more fighting. Just living now.” Their eyes met, holding still as they stared into each other’s darkness, loving what they saw hiding within.

  “I want to go outside with you,” Evan said after a short pause. He pressed the back of Hannah’s hand against his mouth in a sweet kiss, going along to peck each of her fingers.


  “Onto the beach? But Alex—” Hannah protested.

  “We’ll just go out for a minute, into the backyard. We’ll hear him if he needs us,” Evan replied, getting to his feet and offering his hand to Hannah. She accepted it and led the way out to the backyard, grabbing a sound monitor on her way to make sure she would hear if there were any problems with Alex.

  They stepped out into the sand, totally naked together, leaving footprints behind them as they approached the ocean, staring out at the light cast onto the dark water by the moon.

  “This is our life now, right? This is ours?” Hannah whispered as Evan leaned in to kiss her lips.

  Evan nodded as he pulled back from her mouth. “Yes. It’s ours. And Alex’s. It’s all of ours.”

  We’re a family, Hannah thought. The three of us now. We’re together.

  “For how long?” Hannah couldn’t help but ask, nervousness slipping into her voice.