How the Hitman Stole Christmas - Sam Mariano Page 0,100

on her face. “I’m not sure I agreed to that.”

“You can come quietly or I’ll just kidnap you again,” I tell her, only halfway joking. “I can make it work either way.”

“See, that’s how,” she says dryly, but still with too much fondness in her tone to successfully tamp down. “If you don’t get me playing fair, you’ll just steal me.”

“That’s right, I will.”

“Thief,” she accuses, her eyes glinting with affection.

“Shameless thief,” I agree, stealing a kiss.

Autumn winds her arms around my neck, gazing up at me with more love in her eyes than I know what to do with. “I do love you.”

“It’s official?”

She nods. “We can have documents drawn up, if you need it in writing.”

I steal another kiss, then I roll over, pulling her on top of me. “You know what I just remembered?”

“What’s that?”

“You were supposed to show me how much you missed me.”

Her eyes flash with mischief. “Oh, was I?”

“I wouldn’t be much of an enforcer if I didn’t collect what I’m owed.”

“That is true.” She plays along as she sits back on her legs and reaches for the button of my jeans. “I wouldn’t want to renege on my debts to the notorious Morelli family.”

“I wouldn’t recommend it. I hear those guys that work for them are real bastards.”

She smiles, dragging down my zipper, then running her soft little hand right over my cock. I hiss and then groan, shifting uncomfortably as my cock butts against the denim seam.

Autumn licks her lips just to torture me, then her pearly white teeth sink into the plump flesh of her bottom lip and I swear to God, my cock about pokes a hole through my jeans.

Thankfully, she drags my pants down next.

Unfortunately, she’s still thinking far more than she should be at this point in time. “Is it weird if we roleplay your actual job? Is it still sexy for you, or is it like ‘this is work, Autumn, I don’t want to talk about that in bed’?”

“Baby, you can pretend anything you like as long as you get my cock in that pretty little mouth in the next few seconds.”

She must love torturing me, because she gives me another devilish look and slides down my body, but she doesn’t swallow my cock like a good girl. Instead, she takes it in one hand, running her fingertips along my length while she drops soft kisses along the inside of my thigh.

“Does that feel nice?” she asks.

My voice is strained as her tongue darts out, touching the tip of my cock, but no more than that. “Yes.”

She swirls her tongue around the head of it, her grip tightening. Then she drags that perfect little tongue across the top like she’s licking an ice cream cone and I dig my fingers into her cotton bed sheets.

“You like that?”

“Yes, baby. Just like that.”

Ever so carefully, she drags her nails down my shaft as she sucks on my head. “That?”

I love this woman to death, but I’m going to throttle her if she keeps fucking teasing me.

To let her know it’s time to stop, I reach down and grab a fistful of her hair. She gasps a little, surprised that I’ve taken the control back, then I eliminate the last remnants of her misguided notion that she’s in charge here, pushing her pretty face down until her mouth is full of my cock.

Oh, fuck.

Pleasure envelops me. She tries to pull back, but I keep a firm hand on the back of her head. My cock throbs as she makes little noises of objection, the vibrations paired together with her perfect mouth wrapped around my cock drawing a growl out of me.

“Suck.”

Autumn stills, then promptly does as she’s told.

“Mm, good girl,” I tell her, my grip on her hair gentling just a little.

My praise seems to encourage her. Her uncertainty eases and she starts moving up and down on my cock, pumping and squeezing just the way I like as she does. I enjoy the sensation of her plump lips and her throaty little noises for a while, but I still want to fuck her, so I don’t let her suck me for too long.

When I pull her off my cock, her lips are swollen, her cheeks rosy. She’s fucking beautiful. I can’t resist kissing her for a minute before I ease her into the next position.

Autumn sits back, curling her legs behind her and waiting to see what I’ll do. I want to fuck her about fifty different ways, but