Page 44 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

“Ahh, fuck!” she panted loudly.

“Damn, Bella!” I professed.

She moved leisurely until she caught her groove. My eyes closed from the pleasure but only for a few minutes. I never missed a moment to gaze into her eyes when we fucked face-to-face. Erie picked up her pace. She bounced on my dick like a woman possessed.

“That’s right, baby, give me those strokes. Shit. I love this big ass dick.”

Erie rode me like a prized horse at the derby. I held her ass in place and deep stroked in and out of her like a man on a mission. Beads of sweat formed over my brow and top lip, but that shit didn’t deter me.

“Guardami (Look at me)!” I commanded.

Erie’s pretty hazel eyes looked at me. The power they held, she didn’t understand. Every time she looked at me, I felt my heart and soul being entrapped more.

If this was what love was, then I could die a happy man because I never wanted us to end. Erie and I stared into each other’s eyes as she grabbed the back of my neck and rode me harder. Her firm and thick thighs encased me tighter, and my nut rose higher. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Bella, hai il mio cuore piccolo. Ora piove su di me (Bella, you got my heart. Now rain down on me),” I directed.

“Ahh, Ro. I’m cummin’, baby!” Erie shouted out her praises like it was a Sunday morning service.

I pulled her upper body over my shoulder and watched as I slammed her down on my dick. My orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I came inside her, gripping her ass for dear life. Since Erie had been pregnant, her insides felt like a sauna. I was enjoying every moment of her pregnancy.

“Bella!” I spat, trying to gain some kind of control.

She twerked a little, inciting my dick to throb more. Erie knew my body was super sensitive after I came. The twerking didn’t help. Erie always made sure to drain every drop from me.

“Ro, baby, you are my world. You are my king. Now, snuggle me because I’m sleepy,” she joked.

Before I wrapped my arms around her lower back, I maneuvered her so she wasn’t lying on her belly. I kissed her forehead gently. We closed our eyes and rested. After a while, I helped her up.

We took turns and freshened up. It was 1:00 p.m., and we needed to hit the road. I helped Erie into the car then loaded up the truck. Once I was done, I climbed into the driver’s side and pulled off.Home, here we come.

It was 1:00 a.m. Instead of me resting next to my queen, I sat in the comfy chair and watched Erie sleep. My gun laid across my lap. I just watched her. She looked like a real-life Sleeping Beauty. I’d never seen a specimen so beautiful.

Erie was just a doll. Her thick body and pregnant belly were outlined by her blanket, and I craved to lie next to her. She looked so warm and at peace. The way she slept and snored softly, I knew her conscience was clean. Her hands were clean. Erie was pure. Too pure for a sinner and bad guy like me. Killing was my hobby.

It was a sport I learned and was damn good at it. I was so skilled at my job that I could sniff out a monster in a heartbeat. Erie was no monster. She was a lover and nurturer. I’d planned for her to stay that way. I stood from my seat and tucked my gun away. Casually, I swaggered over to her bed, getting a closer look at my forever love.

I couldn’t resist touching her. My fingertips trailed lightly over her wavy curls then brushed over her round cheek. I could never kill an angel, but I’d slaughter a monster. Erie stirred in her sleep. I stilled. She snuggled further in her pillow and blanket then fell back to sleep. We’d made it back safely, but now it was time to go deal with a monster. It was the only way my surprise for Erie would go smoothly.

I flexed my fingers in my leather gloves. That nigga Troy Jr. had played in my face for the last time. If it hadn’t been for Erie needing to recover, I would’ve been ended his ass. It was cool,though. Now was a better time than ever. While we were away, I had one of my sleeper agents place a tracker under his truck.

The nigga should’ve stayed inside his hotel with his security team. Naturally, pussy made the world go around. That was why he was out and about instead of in hiding.

He made it too easy for a skilled assassin like me. Troy Jr. stumbled out of the club with Trix and another woman on his arm. Two of his guards observed their surroundings while two other guards helped him and his female company inside of his truck.

I was parked in the alley across from them. It didn’t matter where he went in his truck. I would have his location. I wanted to kill him before he made it back to the hotel.

There would be way more witnesses if he made it there. Tonight, his whole little entourage would die. When they were settled, they sped off from the curb of the strip club. I allowed thirty seconds to pass before I pulled out and trailed them.

His driver zoomed on the expressway, weaving in and out of the traffic. It didn’t matter to me. I bided my time. They drove for about twenty minutes and exited. When his driver turned onto a road that led to his hotel, I grinned. That road was a long stretch to his destination. Without wasting any more time, I removed my gun and shot at his tires. Troy’s truck swerved side to side, out of control.

Bullets rang from the back window, causing me to slightly swerve. I gained my bearings and aimed at the shot-out back window. When I did, Troy's truck swerved and landed in a ditch. I abruptly stopped my truck and climbed out. Stealthily, I crept to the driver’s side and pumped two in him. I eased around to the passenger’s side then snatched open the door. They were all fucked up.

All I heard was moans and groans. I riddled Trix, the random woman, and his guard’s bodies with bullets. I didn’t need anywitnesses. Troy’s bitch ass cried and cowered on the floor of his truck. I grabbed on to him and snatched him out.

“Come on, man. Have a heart,” he pleaded. “We can work this out. I’ll pay you however much you want.”

His cries went in one ear and out the other. I had no remorse. Troy continued to cry and beg as I dragged him from the door and to the street. I dropped him in front of my truck and shot him in both of his knees.

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