The Hitman's Last Job(14)

“Easy boy…” she purred. “Don’t get carried away,” and she firmly pushed his hips back down into the bed and resumed sucking slowly on him.


He felt like he was going to explode any second and wanted so desperately to writhe up into her. He wanted to clutch the back of her head and slam it down on top of his dick over and over until he could cum in the hot hole of her throat. But he did no such thing. Instead he waited patiently for her to make the next move and she did so by pulling herself away from him again.

“I think I’ll die if you do that again. You’re such a tease!” and he reached out to hold her but she moved back.
“You wait your turn….” She giggled before moving on top of him again.


Like before she pushed just the tip inside of her and felt that it was even bigger and harder than before. She felt the pre cum slide out from him and it made her slicker and wetter. Even she had to admit now that she couldn’t hold back any longer and so after holding his gaze for a second she sat down on him hard.

His enormous length pushed inside her and she screamed instantly. Carl felt he was only seconds away from coming and held his head in his hands so that he wouldn’t grab her too hard. She bounced up and down twice then three times and then screamed so loud that she surprised herself. On the final thrust she came hard and fell forward as she shuddered onto him. He wrapped his arms around her and held tightly onto her hips. He pushed her onto him deeply one last time and he felt himself cum hard. His muscles were strained as he struggled to breathe but then they both fell away from each other’s sweat covered bodies as they tried to recover from the rush of feelings.

After a few minutes Carl had rolled over to put an arm around her and she moved in to hold him closer. The intimacy felt so peaceful and natural to them both and they kissed sweetly. They lay in each other’s arms just enjoying the affection and warmth that they gave each other. Soon, Carl felt as though he was about to drift off into sleep but then he felt a nudge in his ribs as Anna woke him.

“Hey…” she said and kissed him on the cheek. “Think we can go again?”
“No way! Are you serious?”
“Absolutely. I need you so much,”
“Are you sure it won’t hurt?”
“I don’t break easily,” she winked as she pulled his body onto hers. “I can take you again,”


And Carl felt hard again. He couldn’t remember the last time he had experienced such endless pleasure and relished the thought of a third time. Suddenly, being holed up in a cheap motel room seemed romantic and cosy rather than dangerous and seedy. He looked into Anna’s eyes as he opened her up with his fingers before sliding himself into her slowly.

At first she gasped as though she was in pain and he pulled back.

“I’m ok,” she reassured him. “I can keep going,”


And he entered her again but this time slower. He felt her melt and ease into the moment as he held her beneath him. He watched as her breasts swelled. He leant down and nuzzled on her and she let out a tiny whimper as she ground her hips to meet his. Wrapping her arms around him she spread her legs wider and clasped them around his back.

“Can you go harder?” she cried and Carl couldn’t stop himself from obliging.


He thrust hard and fast and felt as though another orgasm was fast approaching but this time he was in control and he didn’t feel much like playing games. He thrust a little faster and then a faster again until the headboard started to bang furiously on the wall as Anna’s screams grew louder. Then he ejaculated once more so hard and so quickly that his balls ached as he pulled out of her. He looked down to her as he sat up and watched the sweat run down the space between her enormous breasts. He had never seen anyone so sexy and beautiful and he thought he would never be able to look away.

Anna was still gasping for breath and lay for a moment with her eyes closed feeling both exhausted but satisfied. She had never felt so present in her emotions as though her thoughts had left her body. It took several minutes until she felt like she’d floated back into her body and she opened her eyes.

“Hmmmm…..” she mumbled dreamily. “Won’t you hold me?”
“Of course sweetheart,” Carl whispered as he lay beside her.


They curled up close beneath the sheets and fell quickly into a deep sleep. When Carl eventually woke up it was pitch black outside.


CHAPTER 8

Angelo sat angrily in his favorite restaurant waiting impatiently for his food to arrive. He sipped sloppily from a Martini glass and crossed his arms in a temper.

“God damn waiters in here take forever!” and he snapped his fingers at a nearby member of staff who looked as though she might faint from fright at the sight of him. “Hey! HEY! Order over here, sometime today kid,” he pointed at the table.
“I’ll see what I can do,” the waitress dropped what she was doing and scurried off into the kitchen with a beet red face.
“Fuckin’ teenagers,” Angelo grumbled. “Anyhow, everyone’s here right?”


He looked around the table and saw his most beloved henchmen around him. They all nodded respectfully.

“Good…Well I’m sure you all know why I’ve brought you here today?”


Again they all nodded.

“It seems as though we have a real problem. One I’m quite frankly surprised to have,” he shook his head in disappointment,”