Page 104 of Hush 3: Hidden Family

She has her hand shoved between her legs, playing with her pussy. I stroke myself as I watch for a few beats. When she begins to squeeze and knead her own breast with her free hand, I move back into position and allow her to take me back into her mouth.

She takes me in deep and moans around my length. My toes curl as she sucks me for all I’m worth. I’m growing close, but this isn’t how I want to come.

I reach to lift her to her feet. She looks at me with so much lust as I shove her leotard and tights down, then pull them from her legs. I straighten and look over her body as the glow from the moonlight bathes her skin.

Turning her back to my front, I reach over her to close the lid of the piano and press my palm between her shoulder blades to bend her over. I slide into her from behind and grasp her hips. The way she feels as she opens to me and sucks me in pulls a deep growl from me.

She’s already so wet. Leaning in, I nip at her ear, then kiss her neck as I rock into her. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I pick up my pace. She lifts on her toes, running from me.

“Michael, shit.” She shakes her head as if to clear it.

I can’t help kissing all over her skin. I pull out and start a trail of kisses down her spine. Once I reach the base, I lick my way back up slowly.

I grasp her throat again and thrust back into her, capturing her lips and the cry she releases. I kiss her passionately as I drive into her over and over.

I plant my palms on the piano on either side of her and watch as my hips slap against her round, toned ass. Sim throws her upper body across the piano and pounds her fist against it as I pound into her.

“Yes, Michael. You make my body feel so good. I can’t stop coming for you. Oh, God, you’re so deep.”

I chuckle darkly. “That good? My cock has you talking nonsense.Per chi altro vorresti venire?”

“You, only you. I have always belonged to you.”

“Fanculo,Symphony. You make me so fucking hard.”

“Good, fuck me harder. I want you so much.”

She’s so wet the sound mixes with her panting and the sound of our skin slapping together. As I pound into her, I know this is going to be a long night. I’ve only just begun.

CHAPTER 49

How Could You?

Adriano

Two months later …

“Where the fuck is she?” a guy bellows with a Brazilian accent.

I know the accent well. One of Sim’s dance instructors was Brazilian and he loved to flirt with me around campus. I tolerated him as long as he kept his hands to himself.

I place my finger before my lips as I look Julissa in her eyes. I had been in the shower when she came rushing into the bathroom, looking scared. I had just enough time to get us both in the closet to hide, but I didn’t have time to grab clothes, only my guns.

We now stand hidden while I have nothing but a towel around my waist. This is my fault. I have been too lax in guarding this woman because of my personal feelings.

Before this, I wanted to kill Michael for sending me here to look after his mistress. I’ve been with her for two and a half months. I hadn’t thought there was any real danger.

I have been making plans to return home to Italy. I no longer have respect for my employer. Now, there are men with guns here and I have to wonder if I have failed in my duties.

“There is no one here. What should we do?” Another heavily accented voice says.

“I will call him. Keep looking. Where could she have gone?”

I strain to hear as the sound of a phone ringing on speaker reaches us. Julissa is shaking like a leaf. If I had to be honest, I can see the attraction.

She is no Symphony, but she is attractive. Both of them have the same Afro-Latina appeal. They are exotic but not in the same way. Julissa’s dark eyes and hair cause her to stand out. Symphony’s honey-brown hair and big bright brown eyes suck you in, along with her cute nose and perfect full lips.

I shake my thoughts off as the line outside the closet is picked up and a voice comes through the speakerphone. My interest is piqued as an Italian accent flows through the call. My gut tells me this is important.

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