Maid for the Hitman: A Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance Flora Ferrari (summer beach reads TXT) 📖

“Are you fucking serious?”

“I’ve never done it before,” she whispers. “I feel like such a dork.”

“Turn around. Now.”

She smiles, giggling cutely, and I know this is the moment where her anxiety starts to fade. She’ll grow into a strong, confident woman as we’re together, starting her publishing career and making the world a better place.

I slide my hand into her thick walnut hair and guide her mouth to me. With my other hand, I yank my pants down, busting the belt buckle in my need to free my thick hard cock.

I free it, grabbing the base.

Rosie gasps, her mouth so close shivers of warm air move up my shaft.

“Should I touch it?” she says, gazing wide-eyed up at me.

My balls throb and the base of my shaft pulses. Her ass is sticking out behind her, big and round and beautiful.

“Yes,” I snarl.

Does she have any idea how much power she has over me right now?

She curls her little fist around the base, stroking it up and down slowly, nodding as if to ask if she should keep going.

I growl out a yes, or I try to, but it comes out as a snarled barking noise.

She’s waking up the beast inside of me.

I reach down and take her gorgeous brown hair in my hands.

“Take it like this,” I snarl, pumping my hips softly, my cock fucking her cute mouth. I can feel her tongue stroking across my tip with each pump.

“Oh,” she gasps, as I pull my dick out and hold it against her face.

“Can you take that?” I growl, breathless, captivated.

“I think so,” she whimpers. “Try again. It’s so hot when you look at me like that.”

“Like what?” I snarl.

Her confidence is making me even tenser with need for her.

“Like I’m the only thing you care about in the whole world,” she moans, and then she slides her pert mouth down my shaft again.

She pushes down, staring up at me with her wide, tear-filled eyes, and moves back to the tip. I’m captivated, enthralled, a prisoner to this moment.

She has no idea how hot she looks right now, servicing my cock with her virgin mouth like the needy minx she is.

“Stand up,” I groan. “I need that pussy.”

I reach down and take her by the shoulders, pulling her to her feet. She giggles and throws me a sassy, nervous look, as though she can’t decide which one she can let herself be.

She bends over the table, sticking her ass out with her dress hiked up. I slide my hands up her inner thighs, groaning when I see how she trembles for me.

I move up, up, and then I grab her panties and tear them loose.

“Ah,” she gasps, as I drop the ruined fabric to the floor.

“I’m not sorry,” I snarl, smoothing my hands over the roundness of her delicious ass cheeks. “Stick. It. Out.”

Slap.

My spank makes a light noise, a deep red blush moving across her creamy virgin ass cheeks.

“Oh, fuck—yes,” she moans.

“You like that?” I growl.

“Yes,” she whimpers. “But not too hard.”

I spank her again, making her flesh giggle for me.

She gasps and wriggles her hips from side to side, as though her sopping wet slit is controlling her movements.

I step forward, grabbing the hilt of my slick, enflamed dick, and guide my tip to her tight hole.

I push a tiny bit, just enough to open up her pink virgin hole.

She takes in tiny breaths as I go deeper and deeper, watch as my thick wet shaft disappears between her round juicy ass cheeks.

She pushes back against me as I drive up all the way, groaning as her ass flatten against my rock hard abs just like in my fantasy. I reach down and smooth my hands over her ass, savoring every time she quivers.

“It’s so big,” she gasps.

“Does it hurt?” I growl.

“No,” she says. “It’s just so, so freaking big.”

I hold still, claiming her in the most dominant way I can, fully inside of her, my seed trying to pump up my shaft in an effort to be closer to her. But I hold myself like a predator, ready to explode when I want to explode.

And right now it’s sweeter watching my little minx twitch and shiver on my dick.

“Move slow or move fast,” I growl. “Just move, Rosie, whatever you’re comfortable with. I’ll give you a couple of minutes before I properly claim that soaked pink hole.”

She moans, high-pitched and full of euphoria, as she leans forward away for my cock, her slit slippery against my length. She pauses with her hole clasping my tip tightly, making it tingle like it’s on fire.

“And back,” I growl.

“Ah, ah,” she says, sinking toward me, her hole making a cute kissing noise as she falls against me all the way.

I growl when I feel her loosen a little, just enough to flood my hard dick with even more tension.

“I can feel it,” I growl. “Your body needs this. Your womb is begging for it.”

I curl my hands around her hips, pulling her toward me as I pound my cock into her.

She gasps and grips the table, bucking against me.

“Fuck,” I snarl. “When you shifted your ass like that, it drives me crazy.”

“Like this?” she pants when I slam into her again.

“Fuck, it’s so sexy when you push back like that.”

“Am I doing it right?”

“Does it feel right?” I bark, slamming into her over and over.

My sexy-as-fuck minx is game, trying her best to meet me with shimmering thrusts of her own, but eventually, I get too fast and savage, pommeling my cock into her.

“Ah, ah, ah,” she croaks.

“This better not hurt,” I snarl.

“No, it doesn’t,” she sings. “God. It’s wet. It’s so wet and hot and lovely.”

“Lovely?” I smirk, slowing down so I can run my hand down her back, over the curve of her ass, ending in a light spank.

“It is lovely,” she says, tossing a sassy look at me, eyebrow raised, sweaty from the fusion of our bodies.

“Show me how hard you can take it, Rosie,” I tell