Lure (A Hitman's Bait 1)

“Hmm.” He moved restlessly against me. “Please kiss me.”

I raised my head and met his eager lips with mine. Wild tongues clashed, captured, and chased. He had a way of kissing me back like our entire world was about to end and this was our last chance at being with each other.

It would be so easy to get lost in him.

I was probably already lost…

I brought him over to the bed and lowered him. Kit didn’t let go but pulled me down on top of him.

“I don’t want to crush you.” I tried to slide off him to lie on the bed, but he wouldn’t release his legs from my waist.

“No, stay. Please.”

He tugged at the hem of my shirt and growled when he met resistance. I kissed him hard, then sat up and straddled his hips. I unbuttoned the shirt and threw it onto the floor. My undershirt came off next and joined it.

Under me, Kit gazed at me with wide eyes that burned with so much fire and lust that I paused. I was really going to do this. I was going to fuck this boy and make him mine.

Where was the panic and the awkwardness?

There was nothing but the urgent need to have him naked under me.

“I want you naked.”

“Yes.” He sat up in the middle of the bed, stroking my chest and stealing kisses while I undressed him. The slinky top came off first. I ran my hands down his stocking-covered leg and paused. He was so fucking hot. Did he have any idea how appealing I found him with his neck already red from my sucking and his lips plump and rosy from nothing but my kisses?

“We need supplies,” I said.

“Let me get them.”

Kit crawled over to the nightstand, and I couldn’t resist going after him, palming his ass and spreading them around the butt plug and tail he still had in. He had to be all nice and open already. A good thing too. My cock throbbed so hard I had to fight not to unzip and plunge into him.

This raw animalistic need to claim him was new, and it drove me mad, but I held back.

It was our first time and would be fast, but I wanted to make it last as long as I could.

“Got it.”

I placed an arm under Kit and pulled him back into my chest. He tumbled into me, lube and condom in his hand. I kissed his neck, his ear, then bit his lobe. “I want to fuck you so badly.”

He groaned, reaching for my hand and bringing it around to cup his dick through the sheer underwear.

“I want you to,” he said. “Kitty wants to be filled with Master’s cream.”

“Yeah? Tell me what else Kitty wants.” I dipped my hand in and pulled his hardness out of his underwear. He thrust into my hand.

“Kitty loves to be drilled hard,” he gasped. His head fell back against my chest as I stroked him. “To have his hole licked, fucked, and filled.”

“So filthy. I love it.”

I released him and kicked off my jeans and underwear. Kit’s mouth fell open, and a sexy rumble came from his chest.

“So long and thick.” He circled his palm around my cock.

“Open up wide.”

He hummed in his throat and opened his mouth, leaning forward. I thrust into his mouth, groaning as his sweet, tight lips wrapped around me. He sucked me down his throat, his eyes rolling back in his head. He moaned, swallowed, and my hips jerked.

“Fuck, Kitty.”