The Hitman's Secret Love Child: Second Chance Romance

by Terry Towers

  But he didn’t seem fazed by my comment. “It is. I know it is. I’ve lived 28 years and never felt truly happy, except for the moments I get to have with you.”

  If I allowed myself to really think about his words I’d run scared. The intensity of his emotions for me when he didn’t even know me were insane, being with him could be a train wreck I’d regret for the rest of my life. His words were obsessed stalker words, had anyone else come up to me and said those things I would have parted ways. But he’d saved my life. And there was something so genuine in his words and eyes, so instead of scaring me it pulled me in. Every stupid, crazy, irrational part of me wanted to be consumed by his passion. I was powerless to fight it.

  Pulling my hands from his I wordlessly stood and walked around the table to him. Taking his hand I urged him to his feet. He gave me an inquisitive look, but stood and allowed me to lead him out of the dining room and into my bedroom, which contained the hot tub, which was already filled and awaiting us.

  Releasing his hand, I grabbed the hem of the t-shirt I was wearing, sans a bra and pulled it up and over my head and dropped it to the floor. His gaze turned heated and I couldn’t help but notice the growing erection forming in his pants. Next went the boxers I was wearing, again, sans undergarments, leaving me completely naked before him.

  “Jesus, Sidney.”

  I stepped up to him, pressing myself flush against him, slipping my hands up his chest and lacing my fingers behind his neck. “Am I being crazy for letting you into my life?” I wasn’t expecting an answer, as I brushed my lips across his.

  “Yes.” He placed a hand on my cheek and looked at me with such affection my breath hitched in my throat. I’d never had a man look at me like this. Never. His hand slipped to the back of my head as his lips covered mine and he pulled me tight to him.

  A soft strangled sound escaped my lips; part sigh, part whimper. His tongue swept along my lower lip and I invited him in. As our tongues touched my body felt electrified with need. His erection grew larger, harder, pressing against my stomach, taunting me. Sliding my hands down his back, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of his jogging pants and with a quick tug pulled them down and let them drop to the floor.

  It took all of my willpower to break away from him, but I managed. Taking his hand in mine I led him into the hot tub. I was about to sink into the tub, when he grabbed my waist and sat me onto the ledge, legs still in the water, and took a position between my legs. “I’m going to taste you Sidney. I’ve been dying to taste you for so goddammed long.” I didn’t have a chance to respond as his lips came crashing down onto mine again and his hand slipped between my legs, urging my legs further apart and cupping my mound.

  My pulse quickened as he began caressing my mound and his lips began to work their way across my jaw. Placing my hands behind me, I arched my back, letting my head fall backwards and pressed my mound into his hand. His lips and teeth nipping at the sensitive flesh of my neck in combination with his fingers sliding between my moist folds was sweet torture.

  “Mmmm, Elijah.”

  “Yes, Sid?” He lifted his lips from my neck just long enough to watch my expression as he plunged two fingers deep into my core. As he began to stroke my inner wall, his lips continued their travels. Reaching my breasts, his tongue swirled a large dark nipple, turning it into a tight nub. Once hard, he gently nipped, sending a jolt of pleasure through me, causing me to buck against his fingers and hand.

  “I don’t know…”

  Elijah chuckled as his lips captured my second nipple, doing the same as the first, sucking and nipping until it was rock solid. “You’re fucking beautiful, Sid. Every single part of you, exquisite.”

  I let out an unsteady breath watching him as his lips moved lower down my torso and to my stomach; every inch he grew closer to my mound the hotter my need burned for him. “I want you.”

  He looked up and caught my gaze. The fire of restrained need flamed in his eyes and was etched in his expression. It was killing him to hold back. “I know.” But before I could tell him to take me, his lips were on me again, kissing my mound and spreading my pussy lips, exposing my swollen clit, while his fingers continued to stroke and tease my inner wall. When his tongue flicked at my clit I cried out and bucked against his mouth and fingers.

  Watching him was nearly as arousing as the feel of his breath on me and the feel of his probing fingers. There was something incredibly sexy and intoxicating about watching a man like Elijah between my legs devouring me. Between watching him and feeling his tongue and fingers on me I was in heaven and racing towards a climax at a rapid speed.

  When he slid his fingers from my core, I whimpered my protest. He looked up, caught my stare and gave me a cocky grin. “I’m not done, baby.”

  “Please.”

  He lowered his head to me, and I cried out as he thrust his tongue into me. As his tongue began to jackhammer into me, he pinched and rolled my clit between his fingertips. I couldn’t contain myself, I began to wildly buck against his mouth and fingers, my body desperately seeking release.

  My excitement seemed to encourage him as his tongue’s thrust became more frantic and his stroking of my clit harder. My body began to tremble as it prepared to release. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back and I began to moan. It was good, so good. Just when I thought I couldn’t take another moment of his sweet torture I cried out, my pussy clenched around his probing tongue and I exploded.

  His tongue greedily lapped up my juices as he removed his fingers from my clit and I fought to control the trembling of every muscle in my body. “Elijah. God.”

  “You taste amazing, Sid. I could spend the night feeling you come in my mouth.” He slid a hand to the back of my neck as he straightened and his lips came crashing down on mine. He tasted of me and the wine we’d had with dinner. It was so fucking sexy that the only thing I could think of was having his cock in me.

  “Fuck me.” The words slipped past my lips as he pulled back from me.

  “I didn’t bring any protection, Sid,” he murmured, pressing his lips to my forehead. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think…”

  A wicked grin spread across my lips. “On the night side table.”

  “What?” He straightened and looked over at the night side table where a brand new box of condoms sat and began laughing.

  A flush coloured my cheeks. “I had the concierge bring them up while you were in the shower.”

  His gaze shifted back to me. “Were you planning on seducing me tonight, Miss Lopez? Because I’m pretty sure that would be considered sexual harassment.”

  “I think we’re well past sexual harassment, Mr. Abraham,” I replied, splashing him with some of the hot tub water. “Now hurry up and get back here.”

  “Damn, bossy,” he grumbled with a smile on his face as he stepped out of the tub. Seeing his tight, naked, muscular ass next to me was too much to resist. Just as he took a step away I gave his ass a slap. He stopped and turned to give me a mock glare. “Damn woman, I just made you come and you’re still abusing me. Maybe you need to get those rage issues checked.”

  “Oh my god! I don’t have rage issues!” Though in retrospect I never was one to put up with bullshit, even when I was a teenager. When I wanted something I went after it. My eyes followed him as he walked across the room, his cock bobbing with every step, picked up the box of condoms, opened it and began to take out one, seemed to think twice and brought the whole box instead.

  “I figured, just in case.”

  “Look at that, taking the initiative. I like it.” Sliding from the side of the hot tub, I sank into the warm water. The water felt amazing, covering me just above my breasts.

  Pulling a condom from the box he opened the foil packet as he entered the tub. Sitting upright in the tub, I reached out to him and grasped his cock. Elijah groaned loudly, opening the condom wrapper momentarily forgotten. “Jesus, Sid.” With my free hand I took the foil packet from him and ripped it open with my teeth. Pulling the
condom from the packet, I tossed the packet onto the floor and began rolling it on him. I don’t know why I loved putting condoms on men, I just did. While one hand unrolled it onto him the other gently grasped his balls, massaging them. Another groan escaped him and he began to rock into my hand.

  “Your dick is amazing.” And it was, perfectly straight and thick. My pussy began to ache just from the thought of having him in me.

  “I ummm. I’m not sure how to respond to that.”

  Looking up at him, I smiled. “A thanks will do.”

  “Thank you.” As soon as the condom was secure, he sat down and grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his lap. “Thank you, thank you, thank you,” he murmured, kissing his way up the front of my neck, while running the head of his dick back and forth along my slit until I was rocking against him, the need to have him in me becoming too strong to deny.

  His teasing was driving me nearly insane. “You’re cruel Elijah.” I kissed him before he could respond and when his cock reached my entrance I slammed down onto him. I didn’t anticipate how incredible he’d feel as he stretched me wider than I’d ever been stretched by any man before. My hands dug into his shoulders as I pulled my lips from his to cry out. My cry was accompanied by a deep, feral groan by him. Once I had him fully entrenched within my core, I remained seated on him not moving, staring into his hungry blue eyes, a smile on my lips.

  “Damn, Sid.” His hands slid up and down my back and then settled on my ass, pulling me down tighter to him. “You fucking feel better than I could have ever imagined.”

  I smiled, grazing my lips across his. “You’ve thought of this a lot?”

  “Yes. God, Sid, yes. Now fuck me.”

  Holding onto his shoulders, I began to move on him, slowly at first, grinding on his lap and savouring the look of pleasure on his face with each rotation of my hips. He began to move with me, pulling me tight onto him each time he thrust up.

  Laying back, I began to move faster, the head of his cock rubbing my G-spot with each rotation and sending wave upon wave of pleasure though me. As the pleasure increased, all thought began to fade and I became consumed with the feel of him thrusting up into me and his hands roaming my body.

  “Oh yes. Yes, oh yes!” My thrusts became frantic, my breasts bouncing with each movement. The water in the hot tub splashed up and around our bodies, sloshing over the sides and onto the marble floor. Neither of us noticed or cared.

  “Fuck Sid. I love how good your pussy feels.”

  I opened my eyes and stared down at him, but didn’t stop – couldn’t stop. I tried to speak, but all I could do was moan. I was close, so close. Our mixture of moans, sighs and other such noises became loud and frequent and there was a point I was genuinely concerned hotel security would come knocking on the door, but I didn’t care. As long as I got to come first, I didn’t give a damn. “I’m going to come! Oh god!”

  Grasping the back of my head, Elijah pulled my lips down to his, kissing me hard. His lips and tongue’s caress, in combination with one hard thrust up into me, sent me spiraling over the edge. I moaned against his lips as I came over his cock in a burst of pleasure. He slammed up into me for two more thrusts and pulled his lips from mine and groaned loudly as his cock unloaded in several powerful spurts.

  Wrapping my arms around his neck I fell into him with a loud sigh. So nice. Even though his shaft was quickly depleting within me, I didn’t want him pulling out yet. He felt too perfect in me, like his cock was made just for me, I wanted to savour this moment of bliss just a little while longer. He held me tight, not moving, stroking my hair and placing a series of light kisses on my temples.

  “Sid…”

  “Yes,” I answered, not pulling back from him. I didn’t want to leave the comfort and safety of his arms, not yet. When he didn’t respond, I pulled back just far enough to look him in the eye.

  “I…” He shook his head and a tight smile formed on his lips as he caressed my cheek with the back of his hand. He didn’t have to say what was on his mind, I could see it in his eyes. The funny thing was that what scared me more than the intense emotion in his eyes for me was the fact I was happy to see it there. God, he was so fucked up. I was fucked up. This whole thing was royally fucked up.

  After staring at each other for what felt like an eternity, but was closer to a minute, I smiled. “We should go to bed.”

  Chapter 11

  Elijah

  “Mmmm.” I had no idea whether I was still dreaming or awake, but I didn’t move a muscle for fear the pleasure racing through me would end.

  “You awake?” The sensations I was greedily indulging in, the sensations that woke me up paused.

  “What? Sid?” I still hadn’t quite comprehended what was going on. It wasn’t until the grip around my cock tightened and the pleasure resumed that I was pulled fully from my sleep and my eyes sprang open to see Sidney, naked and on her hands and knees between my legs, running her tongue along the underside of my cock.

  “Morning.” She grinned at me then went back to her sweet torture of my cock, rolling her tongue along the mushroom head and bringing my cock to full erection status.

  I groaned, running a hand through her silky hair. “Morning baby.”

  “We need to leave soon to meet Ian.” She grasped my balls and gently began to massage them as she took the head of my dick where a drop of pre-cum had begun to form into her mouth, sucking lightly. Holy sweet fuck she was good at that! She could teach a fucking class she was so good at that.

  “Uh-huh. Keep doing what you’re doing and I promise it won’t be long.”

  “Mmm-hmm.” The sound vibrated as it sent a jolt of pleasure up my cock and I moaned, my fist tightening in her hair. I watched, lazy bastard that I am, I did nothing for a few minutes watching her beautiful, pouty lips work my dick. Periodically she’d stop, the tip of my cock plopping from her lips, just long enough to run her tongue along the underside, right along the vein and sending a jolt of pleasure through me so good that I’d curse and groan loudly, not giving a damn that the people in the next suite may hear. Hell after our antics the previous night, it wouldn’t be anything.

  It didn’t take long for her persistence to pay off, as a knot formed in my stomach and my balls began to harden in her hands as my body prepared for release. I began working with her, gently thrusting up into her mouth as she slid her mouth down on me, slamming into the back of her throat. She’d make a soft strangled sound, but it didn’t stop her, in fact she seemed to work off of my excitement, feel my need. I’m not sure when things switched up from her giving me head to my furiously fucking her mouth, but that’s what happened. “Oh fuck, fuck, fuck.” The word raced through my head as if on a fucking sound loop.

  But then, suddenly, mercifully, I was there and for one sweet split second I was lost in the pleasure that shrouded me. But then it was gone and a gush of cum exploded from my cock, filling her mouth. I sighed my relief, watching her lap up my seed as if it were the finest of wines and she didn’t want to miss a drop. Loosening my grip on her hair, I allowed my hands to drop to my sides as I enjoyed the view of her, carefully licking every inch of my rapidly depleting dick.

  “So, good way to wake up?” she asked, but the grin on her face told me she knew the answer.

  I cocked a brow up at her, lacing my fingers behind my head and returning her smile. “Rhetorical question I take it.”

  She shrugged then nodded. “Pretty much.”

  “If I could spend the rest of my life waking up to that I’d be the happiest man alive.”

  “That might be overstating a bit.” She straddled my waist and settled herself over me. She kissed me lightly on the lips, the taste of my seed on them. I know many men dislike tasting their cum on a woman’s lips, but I love it, it was just a reminder of how fucking good she’d just made me feel. And for it to be on Sidney’s lips, holy fucking God, it was like catapulting me into heaven.

  “Not at all.”

  Her cheeks grew rosy and s
he lowered her gaze to my chest. Seeing her blush was yet another thing that sent my heart racing, but for an entirely different reason. She was the package in every single way possible. You know, I’m not just saying that because I’ve been in love with this woman since I was fifteen years old, I’m saying it because it was true.

  Anthony had to be the biggest fucking fool I’d ever know to want anyone but her, because I know there isn’t a single person in this world I rather be with or could begin to live up to her. If it wouldn’t freak her the fuck out and have her wondering that was wrong with my head, I’d get on one knee and propose here and now. I’d already said too much. But when I found the courage to talk about my past, to fill the blanks in for her – minus the whole killing people part, I think that’s better kept to myself – I think she’d get me and she’d understand the feelings I have for her.

  ~*~*~*~

  “You really didn’t have to wear a suit,” Sidney stated from the back of the black Lincoln Town Car that was sent to us, taking us to Ian’s penthouse to have a little meet and greet – of sorts.

  “What? Of course I did. I am still working for you right?”

  “Of course. But I’m just saying, I’m sitting here looking like a slob and you looking off the charts hot is severely overshadowing me.” Despite her words there was a playful twinkle in her eyes.

  Reaching across the seat, I took her hand in mine, brought it to my lips and kissed the palm. “I could never overshadow you. Besides, it’s what I normally wear. The jacket conceals the gun.”

  “But you don’t have your gun with you here.”

  “I know,” I shrugged. “Just habit babe. I can wear something a little more low-key from now on if you like, but I’d prefer not to.”

  “No, no. I’m only halfway serious. Whatever makes you comfortable is fine.”

  We remained silent for a couple of minutes and without warning Sidney exclaimed “Oh!” and swatted me on the shoulder. I looked over at her and smiled seeing the excitement in her expression. “I forgot to show you something this morning.”