Ryder: Hitman Mafia Romance

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might come back out.”
     
    He sighed. “It won’t. The force of the water going down the drain will wash it farther away.”
     
    “You can’t know that.”
     
    “I do, actually. I know you think I’m stupid, but I did graduate from high school.”
     
    “Can you…?” She bit her lip and gave him a pleading look.
     
    No, she could not make that face at him. He’d do anything for her if she made that face, and he would not let her have that kind of power over him. No, no. He had to stay in control. Had to hold it together or he’d lose himself completely. He’d also lose his job, he reminded himself. He could never forget who she was and that if he got anywhere near her with his dick, he’d lose his dick and his life.
     
    “Can you pull the plug and make sure?” she asked.
     
    His mouth pulled into a crooked smile. Walk over there, so close to her naked body, and pull the plug? Sure, why not. At least then he’d get a nice view of her front. That was what he really wanted to see anyway. Her full breasts, glistening, and her hard nipples at their center. Her damp bush between her thighs. It had to be the same blonde as her hair. That light, almost white blonde. Did she keep it trimmed, or was it thick and full? Either way, he’d love to stick his tongue in it and eat her out.
     
    He walked slowly to the tub. He didn’t look at first. He bent down, pulled the plug, watched the water go down for a minute, then turned as he stood up.
     
    Oh, what a mistake. Her breasts were even rounder and perkier than he’d imagined. Her nipples were so erect, the circles around them wrinkled dark against her ivory skin. Her flat stomach glittered at the belly button, where a small gem stone sat embedded in her skin. And there was the part of her he wanted most. She was trimmed. Not shaved bare, which he liked, too, but trimmed neat and close. Just a nice covering of light hair. The color was so light, he could see her lips beneath it. Waiting for his touch, his tongue, his cock.
     
    He met her eyes and couldn’t even bring himself to swallow.
     
     
     

Chapter 5
 
    Pia watched Ryder watching her. His eyes traveled up and down her body and enjoyed what he saw. It was obvious in his expression. She glanced down at his crotch and saw that he was already hard. She didn’t move to cover herself or hide anything. She let him look as long as he liked. And she liked the look of him looking.
     
    It was wrong to let him see her like this, right there in the house. Had anyone else heard her scream? She was playing with fire now. By standing here, knowing he was seeing her and letting him, she was telling him that she wanted him. This was dangerous territory. If she didn’t want to sleep with him, this was a huge mistake. It felt like a turning point, like there was no going back.
     
    The water drained out of the tub, making a trickling sound as it went. Now that the spider was gone, she could concentrate on him. She pulled out the band holding her hair up. It probably looked ridiculous piled on her head like she had it. Her long waves spilled down her back and caressed her shoulders. She shook it out, keeping eye contact with him the whole time.
     
    Then she stepped out of the tub, turned her back to him, pausing to look back at him over her shoulder, and bent over to pick up her towel. She heard him make a moaning, growling sound and then felt his hands on her.
     
    He grabbed her hips and pressed her against his stiff crotch. She dropped the towel and spun to face him. He looked at her intensely for one long beat, then they came together, lips smashed against each other.
     
    It felt like ages since she’d kissed him or anyone. But now that she was, it felt like she never needed to do anything else in her life except kiss him. She could die right now and be okay with it.
     
    Oh, but she wanted more. She wanted him. All of him. His hands ran all over her. He didn’t hesitate, and he didn’t stop for permission. He

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