John didn’t get far. Gino waited for him downstairs. No sound of a gunshot. John’s body merely slumped into the dirty road, a neat bullet hole in the back of his head. Knowing Gino would take care of the trash, Marco left the motel. No one would talk. He’d already paid the owner and the guests on the second floor to keep their mouths shut if they valued their lives.
With his sordid business done, Marco headed back downstairs to his car. He caught Matthias sending a dirty text to Lara. He smirked. Matthias quickly turned his phone off and glared at Marco as got in the car.
“Everything went as planned?” Matthias asked him.
“No problems.”
“Where to, then?” Matthias asked him.
“Home. My girl’s waiting for me.”
****
Lila sprinted toward the door as the doorbell rang. She yanked it open to see Marco grinning down at her.
“Everything went okay?” she asked, ignoring Johnny, who was in charge of watching the door. Johnny seemed to be intently listening in, eavesdropping on their conversation. Marco followed her gaze and ushered her back inside the apartment. He locked the door behind him.
“Without a hitch,” he answered.
Lila was relieved she didn’t have to deal with John anymore. “Did he give you much trouble?”
“Not one bit.” Marco maneuvered her backward until her ass hit the edge of the dining room table.
She sat on it as Marco lowered his head to kiss her senseless. He thrust his tongue down her throat and her mind blanked out. All she wanted was to feel his dick inside her, for her man to claim her all over again.
Marco peeled off the only piece of clothing she wore—his shirt. He licked his lips as he eyed her tits. He gave one of her breasts a squeeze, making her groan. Lila clenched her thighs together but he used one hand to keep them apart.
“Don’t hide anything from me. Mine, remember?” he said, sliding his hand into the slick folds of her pussy. “So wet for me already. Get yourself off, baby.”
She blushed but began thrusting her hips against his big, callused hand. Lila’s breaths grew short as she rubbed herself against him. He tucked a stray strand of wayward brown hair that had fallen across her face and gave her another kiss, silencing the scream threatening to slip from her lips as her mind hazed over. She came all over his waiting fingers as he plundered her mouth again.
Lila felt dazed as he withdrew his mouth and lifted his hand, still covered with her cum, to her face. She leaned forward, darted her tongue out, and licked her need off his fingers.
“Fuck, baby. That’s so hot. I need to be inside you. Now.”
A shiver of anticipation crawled down her spine at those words. Marco quickly undressed, peeling off his jacket, tie, shirt, and trousers in record time. He stood before her, naked. He stroked his stiff, long, and meaty cock.
“How do you want me?” she asked him.
He flipped her on her belly in answer. Her breasts kissed the smooth wood of the table as her breath caught. Marco knew she loved being manhandled like this. He used his feet to widen her legs. Bent over the table like this, she was on full display for her man—ass and cunt included. Lila rested her cheek against the cool wood, glad he couldn’t see her reddening cheeks and neck.
She moaned as he dug his hands into her waist and guided his cock right into her waiting pussy. Marco pushed in without warning, not stopping until he was balls deep in her. She gasped as he repeatedly plunged in and out of her.
Needing something to hold on to, she clawed at the surface as he rutted her without mercy. With each thrust, he wrangled a needy moan from her. The pressure inside her continued to build. Just when she thought he was going to fill her cunt with his seed, Marco pulled out of her. She looked over her shoulder and saw him pulling something from the back pocket of his trousers. Lube.
She knew what was going to happen next. The first time Marco had fucked her in the ass, she’d been a little cautious then embarrassed by how much she liked it.
Marco drizzled her other hole with lube then pushed one, two fingers in her. She wiggled, begged him to use something bigger than his fingers.
Marco blanketed his body over hers, lifted her chin with his fingers, and planted a sweet kiss on the side of her mouth.
“Be patient, love,” he told her, tone full of tenderness. Fondness.
Marco Severin would only expose the deepest, vulnerable part of himself to her. Not anyone else. The thought filled her heart with warmth. He claimed he didn’t have a shred of good left in him. That all that was left was darkness, but that wasn’t true at all. It didn’t matter what the rest of the world thought of him. To Lila, Marco was only one thing. Her soul mate. Her man.
“I love you,” she whispered as he sheathed his steel-hard cock deep inside her other hole.
She gasped as he started to slide in and out of her ass. Lila silently willed her ass muscles to clench at his cock hard.
Marco’s last push shattered her mind. She came long and hard, her mind flying twenty thousand feet in the air. He bit the side of his neck as he buried himself inside her ass one last time and filled it with warmth.
He lay against her for a few moments and whispered back the words she never got sick of hearing. “I love you too, baby.”
The End