Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Gianna
Will lifts me into his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist on instinct. Our bodies are flush together. My heart is pounding so hard, I think I might faint. Never in my life have I felt this connected to another person. Will is not someone I can be with but he’s someone I want to get lost in.
I’m making this choice for myself, even if it breaks my heart in the long run.
He lowers me onto the bed, hovering over me. His eyes bore into mine with an intensity I’ve become familiar with.
I can’t help but gasp.
“So, that’s what you sound like,” he murmurs, running his fingers down my cheek.
“What do you mean?”
“I wanted to know what sounds you make when you’re turned on. The sounds you would make when I showed you pleasure. I want to hear more.”
“I’m shy,” I whisper.
“You don’t have to be with me. I like it when you use your voice.” He kisses me deeply again, making me let out another gasp. I can feel his smile against my lips.
My hands clutch Will’s strong arms. He’s pure muscle. I guess being a hitman means he needs to be in shape. I push the thought of him being a hitman from my mind. Will doesn’t like to kill innocent people, I remind myself. There is some good in him. I don’t have to feel guilty about this.
Not when it feels so good.
He sits up, gazing down at me. My own eyes flit over his bare chest. His tan skin and his hard muscle. It makes a flood of arousal shoot through my body straight down to the spot between my legs.
“Have you ever touched yourself?” he asks. “I know you’re innocent.”
“No,” I admit.
“Why?”
“I was always too ashamed to try. If my aunt found out…”
His eyes soften and it makes my heart ache. “I understand. I’ll show you what it’s like. How good it can feel.” He grips the end of my pajama bottoms and pulls them down my leg, sensually, taking his time. His fingers brush against my skin like a soft breeze. But I need more. I want more.
His hands encompass my waist. “You’re so small. I don’t want you to ever throw up again.”
“I don’t want to either. I haven’t in days since I was taken.”
“You won’t ever throw up with me. I don’t want to be responsible for making you do that.”
“Ok. I promise.” It feels amazing to promise something like this. To feel a weight lifted off my chest. I don’t have to hurt myself anymore. I can have actual freedom in my life.
Will leans down and kisses my exposed stomach. My shirt has ridden up around my breasts. I don’t have a bra on. Never have I been this on display for anyone before. It’s exhilarating and exciting and addicting. I get why people love doing this.
His fingers wrap around the edge of my panties and pull them down. Self-consciously, I clamp my legs together the second he removes my underwear.
“Don’t,” he says in a gruff tone. “I need to see your pussy.”
Another flare of arousal hits me. The way Will is looking down at me – like I’m an actual goddess – is making me lightheaded.
I relax my legs and let him part them, exposing myself to him.
I’ve always kept my hair down there trimmed and in place.
The bikini waxes I got helped. Francesca would always make me go get them as she said it was good for a woman to have nice hygiene but whenever I would ask about a Brazilian wax, she would scoff and say that only whores got those.
Her answers and rules were always so confusing.
I can’t help but blush the longer Will looks at me between my legs. “Is… something wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong. You just look good enough to eat.” He cups his hand over my vulva, making me gasp. His touch is warm and a lot softer than I was expecting for such a hard man.
My hips buck forward on instinct. The sensation is too good. I might not survive the night if this continues.
“You’re sensitive,” he murmurs, running his hand along my folds. I let out a soft sigh. “There it is. The sounds you make. I want to hear more of them.” He presses his fingers along my vulva until he finds that perfect spot.
A soft moan escapes me. “What was that?”
“Your clit.” He flicks it with his fingers, making a gush of arousal leave my body. “Your inner thighs are soaked with your wetness. Fuck, baby. You are… Fuck.”
“I’m what?” I gasp out. The things Will is doing to my body are too much. I can barely breathe.
“You’re sexy.”
“No one has ever told me that before.”
“Then all those people who never told you that are crazy. You’re so fucking sexy.” He presses down on my clit harder making me gasp. His touch is firm and isn’t showing me any mercy. I’m not sure how I’ll be able to handle all of this.
My hips rock into his hand. Will’s eyes darken as he presses his hand against me harder and harder. His large strong hand encompasses my entire vulva. Never have I felt this consumed by another person.
“Will,” I gasp out.
With his other hand, he pushes my shirt up, exposing my breasts to his gaze.
He cups my left breast, running his thumb along my nipple.
I arch into his touch. My brain knows we shouldn’t be doing this.
Giving my body over to a hitman is only going to hurt me.
But I can’t stop this. I don’t want to stop this.
Not when it feels so good.
“Your body is perfect,” he groans, which tells me he’s more affected by this than I realized. He might need this as much as I do.
“Will.”
His fingers move further down my vulva until they reach my entrance. He locks eyes with me right before he slides his finger inside of me. My body clenches down on his finger on instinct.
I gasp when he slides it further inside of me. “It hurts.”
“Your body will get adjusted. Just relax, Gianna. Relax, baby.” Slowly, he runs his finger in and out of me and after a moment, my body does as he instructs. That’s when it begins to feel amazing.
A flare of pleasure hits me as he moves his finger further into me. Never have I felt this full. It’s addicting.
While he moves his finger inside of me, his thumb finds my clit and plays with it. Will’s other hand is still around my breast, showering my nipple in attention.
“Will,” I cry out. “I can’t handle it.”
“It’s ok, baby. Just let go. You don’t have to be afraid.”
My hips buck into his hand as my back arches. I can’t stop the pleasure from consuming me. Can’t stop it from happening. Can’t stop my feelings for Will.
He presses down on my clit and that’s when a surge of pleasure washes over me. I moan softly as my orgasm hits me. I’ve read plenty of romance novels – away from the prying eyes of my aunt – to know what an orgasm is supposed to feel like and I know it in my bones that’s that what I experienced.
He slips his finger out of me and brings it to his lips.
I blush as he inhales deeply. “You smell so fucking good. I need to taste you.” He lowers himself onto his knees on the ground before tugging my hips to the edge of the bed.
I gasp when he parts my legs wider right before he plants his face between them.
His lips and tongue find my folds. I cry out when his tongue flicks my clit. It’s still sensitive from his hand.
“Will,” I say with uncertainty.
“Does it feel good?” He licks along my slit, making me moan.
“Yes,” I admit, dropping my head back and getting lost in the pleasure.
“Then let yourself feel.” He grips my thighs tightly before truly running his mouth along my pussy. His lips know exactly how to pleasure me. He suckles my nub, sending waves of pleasure through my body. My thighs stiffen and my inner walls clench down.
I don’t feel any shame as I buck my hips closer to his face. Will lets out a moan himself as he licks me over. Clearly, he’s not bothered by any of this and if he’s not bothered, then I won’t be either.
If this is my only chance to experience pleasure in life, I’m not going to stop any of it.
I roll my hips harder against his mouth, needing more, wanting more, desperate for more. Without even thinking about it, my hands find my breasts. My own touch isn’t as good as Will’s but it will have to do.
He licks me harder and harder. “Come for me, Gianna. Again.”
My eyes flutter closed as I drop my head back. Will is working magic on my entire body. I’ll never be the same after this again.
The moment his lips circle around my clit and suck on it, I let myself fall into the pleasure.
My second orgasm hits me before I’m even ready. My body shudders and shakes and trembles.
Will continues to plant kisses on my inner thighs before moving up my body. His lips find my breast and his mouth covers my nipple. Another flare of arousal hits me. I’m not sure I can handle much more.
“Will,” I whimper.
“I need to fuck you,” he says darkly, kissing up my neck.
My inner walls clench down at the idea. To give myself fully over to Will… can I do that? It’s one thing to do what we’ve just done. It’s another thing to give him my entire body. To give him my innocence.
“I’m… not sure I’m ready for that,” I say.
“I get it,” he says but I can hear the slight disappointment in his voice.
“But…”
“But?”
“I want to see you,” I whisper. “All of you. I want to touch you the way you’ve touched me.” I’m scared to see a naked Will. I’m not sure what will fully happen. But what I do know is that if I’m not ready to give him my full body yet, I am ready to see him.
He stands up and pushes his sweats down, exposing his hard erection. I gasp at the sight. It’s long and large but I know Will won’t hurt me with it. Instead, it’s something I want to explore.
Sitting up, I tentatively wrap my hand around his length. Will lets out a hiss that makes me draw my hand back.
“No,” he groans. “You’re doing good. Don’t stop.”
I keep my eyes locked with his as I run my hand over his length. Every ridge of his skin is fascinating to me. Without over thinking it, I brush my other hand along his balls.
The strangled moan that leaves his mouth is a beautiful sound. Will is letting himself be vulnerable with me and I don’t take that for granted.
Feeling bold, I lean down and kiss the tip of his erection. Will groans.
“Fuck, Gianna. You’re going to be the death of me. I’m going to come. I can’t last long. Not when I’ve wanted you for days now.”
I don’t pull my hand away as I watch him. I want to see this. I need to experience this.
Will lets out another moan before he comes on my hand. I watch in fascination. He sighs and gives me a dark look. “I’m not sure I can ever let you go now.”
The truth is: I’m not sure I ever want Will to let me go now.