19LanceI need her and I can’t fight it any longer.
I’ve been drowning and she is my only lifeline. She’s opened up things inside of me I never even thought were there. She’s changed me. She’s made me think, for the first time in my life, about who and what I am.
And now her tight, lithe body is pressed against mine. I feel her breasts crushed against my chest and listen to her frantic breathing and I know that she wants it just as much as I do.
She trembles in my arms and I grip her harder. She lets out a long sigh of pleasure.
This is it, I think. After this, I am hers. After this, Mr. Black can go to hell. I am hers. She is my life. The hitman’s life can go to hell along with Mr. Black.
She is mine. I am hers.
She is mine.
I am hers.
She is—
But thinking is impossible now. Pleas
