Two Hitmen: A Double Bad Boy Mafia Romance (Lawless Book 1) (8 page)

It was so huge I didn’t think it was possible, but I was determined and if it could be done, whatever it took, I would slide my lips down along the whole length of that pole. First I took the head and sucked it.

The manly tang of him, the dark taste on my tongue made me moan and squirm.
 

Liam said, “Now, you wouldn’t be doing anything back there, would you?”

“God, no,” Declan groaned. I could only manage a “Mm-mm,” because my mouth was completely full. I pushed down and Declan helpfully grabbed my hair and yanked my head down harder.

His hot, silky bulb nudged hard at the roof of my mouth as his ridges slid along my tongue. As I pressed down harder, cascades of sweet saliva gushed onto him and around my lips. My hand cupped his balls and I squeezed him gently. He shoved his cock harder into my mouth and together we got him past the edge and onto the back of my throat.

With each stroke my nose came deeper into his lap and he slid farther into the slippery wet grip of my throat. His fingers gripped in my hair and his pelvis rocked, thrusting him through my lips and over my tongue. I shoved my hand up inside his lovely white linen shirt and scraped my nails over the hard muscles of his chest.

His stomach tensed and his thighs clenched like steel cables and the heady taste of precum lit on my tongue. He held still and I thought he would come, but he held back. The car swerved and jarred to a halt.

At first I wondered if we’d hit something, but then I heard the front door open and slam, then the passenger door behind me. “Ah, you fucking beauty,” Liam slapped my ass and it made me take Declan even deeper.

“It’s not the best place for it,” Liam growled as his hands roamed up my thighs and found the sodden heat between my legs, “But I couldn’t concentrate on driving with the two of you ravaging away behind me.”
 

Liam slid his fingers into my panties and pressed between my swollen lips. “Oh, what a juicy fucking pussy.” Then he circled his thumb around my buzzing clit and with the other hand he yanked open his pants.

The cool air made my butt shake when Liam lifted my skirt, but then I groaned and shuddered as he beat the hard meat of his cock against my ass and my thighs.

Stuck with my face on Declan’s cock, I didn’t hear too much traffic going by outside, but I was sure I heard a couple of vehicles slow down as Liam’s fingers pried me open and he slapped the bare cheeks of my ass.

His thick lips took a hold of my hood and through it squeezed my clit. My hips leapt at his suck on my super-sensitive bud. His tongue slipped onto my mound and flicked up, flattening and parting my swollen petals.

His mouth catapulted me into a whirlpool of crackling sensation. From the way he was craning his neck around, I could tell that he wasn’t comfortable. Kneeling on the seat, I pushed my ass as high in the air as I could get it.

Too late I thought about people passing by, but I couldn’t make myself care. If anything, the idea that I might be seen made me even hotter. Nobody that I knew was going to recognize me anyway. Not from that angle.

Liam gave up trying to lick me, which was a shame because he was devilishly good at it. Roughly he yanked my panties farther aside to rub the shaft of his huge cock between my petals, against my clit and up to press at my hot mound.
 

My eyes bulged and I moaned loud as he penetrated me. His hard shaft stretched my opening wider than it had ever been. Wider than I thought it could possibly go.

My moan vibrated down the length of Declan’s cock and I sucked on him with a greater force and faster rhythm as Liam split me wide and filled me from behind. With every long, hard stroke of his cock he slapped my ass and in the very same sore, red spot.

My whole body rocked hard, making my ass ripple as I slapped back against Liam’s hips, as he rammed hard and deep into me. My hands clawed at Declan’s ass and over his thighs as I dragged my mouth down along the heat of his cock, wetter, farther and faster each time.

Liam grabbed at my breasts as they hung loose now from the dishevelment of my open dress and my skewed bra. Declan’s fingers raked and gripped in my hair, pushing my head harder down the length of his fat, pulsing prick.

Declan stiffened as his hips cannoned him deeper into my gurgling throat. Thick pulses shot in rings up his length and propelled a gush of thick, salty cum to slather in my throat and burble up, onto my tongue.

Exhilarated by the taste of Declan I suckled and slurped for as much as I could get. As Liam pumped my pussy he hardened and sped up. I dragged myself free of Declan and off Liam’s cock and I spun around.

I wanted Liam’s juicy seed, too. I was hungry to suck all that the two men had and swallow it down, inhale the two of them. Devour them.

Liam’s cock was even thicker than Declan’s. It was a stretch for me to shove my lips over him and when I got his hot bulb to the back of my tongue, I had to calm myself to get him into the muscles of my eager throat. Relaxing took some concentration and I felt his impatience, but I made him wait as I tasted his musky prong and slid along and back and deeper and back.

Saliva gushed and flooded my mouth as he slid tight into my throat and then there was no holding him back. He pummelled into my face. His hands gripped the back of my head and his balls slapped against my chin. My whole body thrilled as I tasted his precum then he was ready to come.

Buried deep in my throat he held almost still as he shuddered and his cock erupted and fountained hot lava to spill, thick and sticky around my lips. I swallowed hard, again and again. He held me red-faced and wet against his stomach.

The whoop of a police siren is probably never a welcome interruption, but this was exceptionally bad timing.

B
ACK
ON
THE
road with a grin, Liam asked Declan, “How did you leave it with officer Jacey?”

Liam watched Courtenay in the rear view mirror as he drove. His eyes flicked to Declan and they looked at each other a moment. Declan said, “She was happy enough that I had her thinking we’d be coming back this way.”

“Poor, miserable thing,” Courtenay said distantly, “She has a hell of a time with that miserable, hangdog husband of hers.”

Declan had his phone out. He flicked around the screen and made a call.

After a moment he said, “Ah, Jacko,” then, “It is indeed. Good to talk to you my man. How are things with you right now?”

He paused, listening.

“Sounds good, my friend. Listen, I was wondering if you could help me out at all. I’m needing to reach out to someone in Bedford Hills. You know anybody there?”

He waited a while. Nodded and said, “Mm,” a couple of times. Then, “Yeah, I think it’d be a lifer I’m looking for. Long stretch. No prospect of release.”

After a moment he said, “Exactly.”

He listened again, then, “Would you do that? I’d be obliged to you.” And “Sure now. Thanks, you’re a solid old pal.”

When he hung up, Liam said, “Any good?”

“Doubt it. He’ll want a lot of money and by the sound of his voice he’ll have to have somebody talk to somebody to find somebody.”

“Ah, well it was worth a shot. Louey, maybe?”

“Yeah, I’ll leave him to you. Carmine, too, maybe. I might call Vassily.”

“Good idea.”

Declan made calls all along the way. None of them got him what he wanted.

T
HE
NEAT
RECEPTIONIST
at the Hilton made an effort to keep her eyes down on the register as Declan said what he wanted in the suite.

I hung off Declan’s shoulder and rested my cheek against his big arm. I batted big eyes up at Liam.

Declan told the receptionist, “One big bed is enough. Champagne and three glasses. We’ll want food sent straight up. Burgers and fries would suit me,” and he looked around, “How’s about you two?”

“Mmm, fine,” I purred, looking distractedly at the front of his shirt, my eyes tracing the bright white linen.

Liam reached for her waist and looked down into her eyes. “Sounds good to me.”

I pressed my hips against Declan’s as Liam’s hand slipped to stroke the long, soft curve of my ass. The receptionist blushed as she looked harder at her pad.

In the elevator, the bellboy carrying Liam and Declan’s bags snook glances at the front of my dress. As he looked the front of his pants made a close study of the rise and fall of my breasts. All this attention was a thrill.

Nobody noticed me this much back home. Or at least, not in that way. Nobody I’d ever want to be noticed by.

The room was like a movie set, all cream and gold. Drapes from the high ceiling down to the floor, a huge couch, armchairs and a soft, thick white furry rug kittens could get lost in. The huge four-poster bed hardly took up any of the long, wide room. Liam got rid of the bellboy as soon as they were through the door. I pouted, “We could have had some fun with him.”

“I want my cock down your throat and I don’t want you distracted by anything, anything at all,” he pulled me up by my chin, “Unless it’s Declan busting his fat rod into your hot pussy.”
 

“Or up your ass,” Declan said and a leer spread his lips. Then he blinked. “Business first, though.” his phone was out. “We need to find a lead into Bedford Hills pretty fast.”

“Damn, you’re right there. It wouldn’t go well for us to slack on the job.”

I looked down and then said, “Maybe I can help you boys feel better while you work.”

Liam said, “Could be too distracting.”

Declan held his phone with one hand and undid his pants with the other. “You’ve no need to be hasty there. Shall we see how we go?”

D
ECLAN
’
S
COCK
SPRANG
out and I sank to my knees on the thick rug in front of him. My lips smacked and I wrapped my hands around his leg. His cock was huge, bouncing happily in front of my face. The scent of it reminded me of the sharp tang of the taste along his underside, the hot, musty flavor of his shaft. Then I remembered the weight of him, pressing on my tongue and I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed him by his hips, pressed either side of his proud shaft and tickled the base with the tip of my tongue.
 

He was dialing the phone as I grasped him. A thrill spread through me as I felt the hot heft of him. I sniffed as my fingers curled around him, pulled along the length. My tongue slipped along the underside of him and his scent made me sigh. A long, groaning rasp escaped my throat as I licked along his shaft, down to the base.

His fly was open enough that I could suck his balls out of the soft cotton undies and pop them quickly, one at a time, into my mouth. Gently, slowly I sucked them both as I watched the sense drift out of his face. He was still talking on the phone but his words were getting quite random. “I need someone in a money way, someone who’s gorgeous in the mouth of heaven.” As I sucked some more, I grinned. He sank his fingers into my hair.

A pained crease furrowed his brow and his eyes flashed. I grinned as I pressed on the top of his cock. It bounced back like it was on a powerful spring. And it darkened and thickened.