Hitman's Captive: A Bad Boy Romance (21 page)

“Ohh, didn’t you have
something more important to do?” I gave him another sweet smile and pulled my
hair over shoulder innocently.

His posture turned
predatory and my heart skipped a beat. That was the side of him I
loved
arousing.

He strode over to me,
lifting me to my feet with an effortless movement that took my breath, before
spinning me around to look up at him.

“You,” He enunciated it
carefully, danger pulsing from his body and making my pussy ache with need,
“are not at all the good girl you pretend to be.”

He claimed my mouth
again, but this was nothing like our other kisses - this was deep and
possessive and intent. It was pure power and strength, and I gave myself over
to it within the first breath, nerves dancing in eager anticipation. His
intensity pushed me back, until I was hanging on the edge of the pool, only
still standing by the way he cupped me to him. Being a moment away from falling
sent another surge of adrenaline through me, adding to what he was doing and
making every sense come alive within me.

His hands traveled over
my naked body, sliding down smooth curves until he withdrew from my mouth with
a sharp bite to my lip, fire burning in his eyes.

“Now I’m going to go back
inside,
princess
,” One hand rose to frame my breasts, then tweaked my
nipples aggressively, pulling on them and making my body shiver with need. “And
you’re going to behave.
Then
when I’m ready, maybe I’ll come and give
you what you need.”

He was nibbling down my
neck, little bites mixed with swipes of his tongue, and I knew if he wasn’t
supporting me I’d have either sunk to the floor or drifted away into the clouds
by now.
Fuck, he was good at this.

My hard tits were on fire
from his attention, and I cried out helplessly, wanting so much more. “Until
then, you wait nicely for me.”

He stepped back in one
smooth movement, taking me with him so I didn’t fall outright into the water, but
he didn’t give me much chance to get my shaky limbs under me before turning and
disappearing into the house with an arrogant smile.

Ohh fuck…

I was left gasping for
breath, staring after him with need clawing at me and the overwhelming power of
his presence stealing every other thought. Since that first night, his overall
attitude towards me had softened, but I couldn’t deny that it was
this
that
got me worked up like nothing else. The strength and confidence that poured out
of him, the way he took me over and mastered my body so completely. Every inch
of skin tingled where he’d touched it and I had to take deep, shuddering
breaths to calm my racing heart.

I was left staring at the
door he’d disappeared through, wondering whether to curse or thank myself for
provoking him. I’d somehow forgotten that teasing was such a double-edged
sword, but on the other hand…I fucking loved this.

I let out a short,
breathless laugh as my pulse started to steady a little, dipping down to sit
with my legs in the water again, letting that sweet coolness try to quench some
of the fire raging inside me. It only took a few minutes before I was grinning
to myself, loving that I could provoke him to such extremes, and eagerly
awaiting when he’d be finished with his business.

A few minutes of sitting
in the sun and I was able to remember what I’d originally been so desperate
for. I slipped into the water with a happy sigh and cooled off the long, hot
time in the sun.

A couple of strokes up
and down the length of the pool and I was even grudgingly admitting Leo might
have been right about giving me some time to enjoy it. The sweet scent of grass
and greenery surrounded me from the garden, and I could hear the slight rustles
of movement from the trees set around the edges, but apart from that it was
blissfully quiet. Peaceful.

I’d always loved swimming
- the way the water felt against my body, the way it held me up and the ease
with which I could move. It felt like I imagined flying would be, and without
the hindrance of a swimsuit or bikini it felt even more natural. I swam a few
lengths, enjoying the stretch of my muscles after too long without exercise,
but it wasn’t long before I found myself simply lying back and letting the
water push me to the surface. My eyes closed against the sun and my mind
drifted with my body, unaware of anything except the easy peace around me.

“Hmm, now I don’t know
whether to disturb you at all.” The sound of Leo’s voice made me jerk up,
righting my body to turn and look at him crouching at the edge of the pool as I
realized that I hadn’t noticed him return at all.

I had no idea how long
I’d spent lying on the water like that.

“Disturb me. Definitely.”
I gave him a quick grin and twirled in the water, enjoying the eddy of currents
I made and inviting him in.

He laughed and stood,
removing his clothes with the same ease I’d displayed earlier. I watched
hungrily as his hard, tattooed chest came into sight, the sun gleaming from it
as if he was some Greek god. That thought seemed appropriate, and my body stirred
eagerly again.

His pants came off a
moment later, and I was caught by the view of his powerful naked body in the
full light of day. I’d explored every inch of it over the last few days, but
most of it had been in bed, with obscured light at best. This was different.
Now I could fully appreciate the way every muscle rippled under his skin as he
moved, the pure strength of his body…and his hard, obvious interest in my own
glistening figure.

He slipped in almost
silently, propelling himself from the edge to skim the water before slowly
bringing his legs under himself and twisting around to face me. I shouldn’t
have been surprised, really - silent was his game.

I swam over easily,
dipping under the water for a moment to cool off before wrapping my legs around
his waist and settling weightlessly on top of him. His arms wrapped around me
as I wriggled on top of his lap, enjoying the way his hard cock pressed up
against me and our skin slipped and slid against each other. He growled into my
ear and I laughed, tipping my head back and gazing up at the dazzling blue sky.

“It’s so nice here. I’m
not sure I’ve ever felt relaxed like this…so free…” I sighed happily.

“Free, huh?” Leo’s wry
voice intruded, and I blushed at the irony.

“You know what I mean.
I’ve never done anything like this before - crazy cross-country trips, skinny
dipping with strange men, not caring about what anyone thinks…” My fingers
trailed down his shoulders, enjoying the hard strength there as I reflected
softly.

“Being kidnapped by said
strange
men,
shot at by thugs…glad I’m providing all-round entertainment,
princess.” I could hear the laughter in his voice, but for some reason I knew
he wasn’t mocking. He was just keeping it light, and I instinctively understood
why - these were dangerous thoughts for me. Especially so close to going back
home.

“What would you want,
Alessa?” His voice was a gentle murmur in my ear, his hands running down my
body and keeping me close to him. “If you didn’t have to think about your
family. What would you want for you?”

My heart pounded hard in
my chest, and I almost regretted my light-hearted comment. I wasn’t sure I
wanted to think about this.

I shrugged uneasily. “I
don’t know. It doesn’t really matter.”

I pushed forward against him
again, touching and kissing and trying to forget about it. But it wasn’t quite
that easy. I’d never really considered this before. I’d always known that I
would marry some mafia boss and be a good, obedient wife for him - a trophy,
maybe, but the idea of having a family and raising kids gave me its own
satisfaction. I loved my sisters dearly, and helping to raise them had been one
of the things I’d enjoyed most - and part of the reason my family meant so much
to me.

It had only been the
choice of husband that had made me anxious - and being so carefully confined
and protected all the time.

I pulled back and looked
at Leo, saw him watching me consider the question. “Maybe I wouldn’t want much
different. I’ve always wanted to raise a family of my own, you know.”

He nodded, simply
accepting my thoughts without comment, and as his deep, understanding blue eyes
met mine, unexpected emotion surged up within me.

You. I’d want you, maybe.

I pushed it away almost
immediately - there was no way I could think about
that
. It was too
dangerous. Too impossible. And I couldn’t let him hear it at all.

Leo’s brow creased
slightly and I knew he’d seen
something
on my face. Not wanting to give
him a chance to ask, I blurted something else instead - something milder. “Just
maybe not with someone like Viktor. I guess I’d like to have the choice…with
that, and other things too.”

His features softened and
he leaned in to kiss me, taking some of the tension out of my body before
raising his eyes to look at me. From the way they turned serious, I knew what
he was going to ask.

“Have you thought
about…just not going back?” The intensity of his gaze seared into me, and I
shook my head automatically.

It was one thing to think
about all this, but it was just talk - ideas, thoughts. Nothing more. This time
together had been a lovely fantasy, but that’s all it was.

“No. I couldn’t do
that…I’m Alessa Santini. They’re my family.” My voice was softer than I would
have liked, but the truth of it was hard and clear within me. They were my family.
I wanted to support them in all the ways expected of me, however nice this
interlude was.

He gave me a long look,
seeming about to say something more before he finally nodded, and I was glad he
didn’t try to challenge me. I knew what my answer was, and I wasn’t sure I
could take a debate about it right now - not with everything else that had
happened, and the beautiful potential of the sun on our backs.

He seemed to sense it and
let the subject go, because he walked along the bottom of the pool, shifting us
towards a wall and pinning me there easily.

“Okay, princess. Let’s
just make the most of your choices
now
then, shall we?” He smiled with
that familiar predatory grin, and my heart sped up again in my chest.

I shifted against him and
smiled back, running my fingers down the firm muscles of his chest.

“Mm, exactly what I’ve
been waiting for…” I murmured against his ear, then nipped it lightly and
trailed a few kisses down his neck.

This was what I needed -
passion and pleasure to overwhelm any other thoughts. Just this moment, here
and now, where everything felt perfect despite whatever waited for us outside
this pool.

“Good thing, girl,
because after earlier - I’m not playing nice.” His eyes sparked at me and with
one swift movement he lifted me up to sit on the edge of the pool.

I gasped as the water ran
down my body, but he’d already parted my thighs and nuzzled between them. My
pussy spasmed with pure
want
as he made his intentions clear, and then
his mouth was on me and I couldn’t think about anything else anymore. Exactly
what I’d wanted.

My hands came around to
grip his hair, and I tugged him to me selfishly. I loved that I could be as
passionate and demanding as I liked in my pleasure and he’d accept it all -
then come and take me over and show me exactly who was actually in control.

His tongue found my inner
lips, already wet with both the remaining droplets from the pool, and the muted
heat of my desire. As he started working in firm, long strokes the sensation of
the cool water receding and my own inner heat expanding to flush my whole body
was just perfect. I could feel my need gushing out onto his tongue, creating a
sticky warmth between us as tension built quickly in my body. He hadn’t been
the only one affected by this morning, and while the swim might have given me a
little more patience, the lust boiling inside me was still waiting, and he set
it flaring with his easy expertise.

His tongue swapped
between dipping inside me, taking long strokes that teased my inner lips, and
flicking up to play with the sensitive nub there. I was moaning and writhing
against his mouth within moments, and I welcomed the tension growing inside,
the way he seemed to make every part of me so damned sensitive. As if he’d read
my mind, he looked up at me, deep blue eyes burning.

“Touch yourself.” He
commanded gruffly, the vibrations of it teasing my pussy.

I gasped as his tongue
dipped deep inside me, obeying with a moan and letting my hands rise to touch
my breasts. Sparks flew straight to where he was licking me and I moaned out
loud, squeezing and rolling my tits with a roughness that let me pretend it was
his touch. I bucked up against him, only his hands stroking and caressing
against my thighs keeping me from losing my balance and slipping into the pool.
But I didn’t care, I just wanted
him -
wanted
more.

The pleasure built higher
and higher inside me, any remaining moisture from the water burnt away by the
sun glaring down on us and my own combustible inner heat. My cries became
louder and I had a moment to hope there really
wasn’t
anyone else
around, then I was lost again.