Freed (Bad Boy Hitman Romance)

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the mattress, I let my forehead fall forward and moaned. “Yes, yes, yes!” I began uttering the words over and over as the pleasure became too intense.
     
    His grip on my hips tightened, and his thrusts became frenzied, his balls slapping against my pussy making soft wet slapping noises with each thrust. I was reaching the summit again, my body once more tensing, and the pleasure becoming so intense   I didn’t think I could handle another thrust.
     
    And just like that it was over. My body trembled, and I cried out as I went toppling over the edge of my desire and fell into the abyss of satisfaction as my pussy clenched around Kyle’s shaft.
     
    Suddenly, the dorm room door opened, and I heard a gasp. Oh shit.
     
    “Oh crap. I’m so sorry,” I heard Vanessa say.
     
    Shit. shit, shit. I didn’t expect Vanessa to be home so late, but then again I hadn’t anticipated this to be happening either.
     
    But the sudden intrusion didn’t seem to faze Kyle in the least. He continued thrusting, once more, twice, and with a loud grunt, he thrust a final time and slammed into me so hard I was moved across the mattress a couple of inches.
     
    “Fuck, yeah baby. You have an amazing pussy.”
     
    I heard the door close and breathed a sigh of relief. I may not be shy about walking practically naked in front of my roommate, but having her see me being fucked was an entirely different story.
     

     

     
     
     

     

     

 
    Chapter 7
     

     
    Kyle slowly pulled out of me and released my hips. Panting hard, I slumped face down, spread-eagle on the bed. Damn that was good, totally worth the year-long drought. I shifted over to my side and watched as he got up from the bed and pulled the used condom off his still erect dick.
     
    A smile spread across my lips as I wanted him walk across the room, his dick bobbing with each step. His ass was nice and round, easily the best ass I’ve seen on a man. “That’s pretty impressive.”
     
    He disappeared into the bathroom and then returned, minus the condom. “What’s impressive?”
     
    Nodding towards his erection, I said, “How you’re still hard.” To make it even more appealing, his balls were completely shaved and the hair in that general area neatly trimmed. I loved when a guy took pride in having a clean area down there.
     
    He grinned. “Yeah.”
     
    He made his way back to the bed, and I flopped over to my back as he straddled my waist, his glistening dick just inches from my lips. Lifting my head, I took the head of his dick into my mouth and sucked him in. He groaned and thrust his hips, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth.
     
    I knew I should be stopping this and kicking him out, but at the same time, his dick was in my mouth, and the soft groans and grunts he was making spurred me on. I loved giving a guy head. It put me in the position of power where I controlled what he felt when he came. For those few minutes, the man was at my mercy.
     
    Grabbing his balls in one hand, I began to gently massage them as I took him in completely until the head of his dick slammed against the back of my throat. I lowered my head to the pillow, and he followed me. Using my free hand, I began stroking him at the base of his shaft, my hands and mouth working in unison, milking him for his cream.
     
    Somewhere along the line, there was a shift in power, and I went from sucking him to him fucking my mouth, and I liked it. Over and over, the head of his shaft slammed against my throat. With him in control, I slipped a hand down the length of my body and to my pussy. Spreading my pussy lips, I began stroking my clit.
     
    The fire between my legs, which had died down to a simmer due to my orgasm, flared up once more, and the need to come hit me again. I began stroking my clit harder, alternating between stroking my clit and dipping two fingers into my wet core.
     
    Kyle increased the pace he was fucking my mouth, his dick beginning to pulsate. I moaned softly, the

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