Perfect alabaster
skin, midnight locks and those eyes…. She should be gracing the pages of a
fashion magazine, not sneaking around billionaire homes thieving!
She moaned against him, arched her back, wiggled her hips and all
the while pulled his tongue deeper, insisting on a response. A tiny sane part
of his mind asked again what the hell he thought he was doing. Lying on the
cool tiles of his lobby, a thief pinned underneath him, kissing him senseless.
He should be picking her up and handing her over to his security people, then
the police. Only he didn’t.
He wanted her. Despite the fact she was a thief, despite the fact it
was wrong in so many ways, for once he did not want to think. He simply wanted
to do and deal with the consequences later. Sebastian Demetrious, cool headed
billionaire wanted to act outrageously for once.
And so he did.
He deepened the kiss, dancing with her tongue, consuming her mouth.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, entrapping him, thrusting her pelvis
against his cock. He could feel the heat of her through the fabrics they were
wearing, sense her arousal. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. So
he let go of her wrists and smiled in satisfaction as she wrapped them around
his neck, pulling him in closer.
Sebastian placed his now free hands on her magnificent breasts,
shuddering as the pliant flesh gave beneath his grasp. Her nipples were hard,
practically poking through her bodysuit and Sebastian didn’t even think before
lowering his head and taking one hard tip into his mouth.
“ Ahhh ….” The thief moaned and arched her
back. Her hands securing his head, insisting he take more. Sebastian complied,
pulling the whole of her nipple into his mouth, nipping it and kissing it.
“I want….” she gasped. “Want….”
Sebastian lifted his head and caught her gaze. Those amazing emerald
eyes were flushed with arousal. He took her hand and placed it against his
ragingly hard cock. “You want this?”
She nodded.
“Then come.” He stood up in one smooth move and held his hand out to
her. For one moment he wasn’t sure what she was going to do and a myriad of
doubts filled his mind. What was he
doing? What the hell was wrong with him? But the doubts were silenced the
moment she too stood and kissed him again. They swayed together in the middle
of the lobby, wrapped as closely as it was possible to be. Sebastian couldn’t
think, couldn’t clear his head of the dizzying desire.
“Where are you going to take me?” she whispered against his lips.
“To my bed.” The
words fell out before he even thought them through.
She nodded and peppered little kisses along his jaw. “To fuck me?”
“Yes,” he agreed, his dick throbbing at the thought.
More kisses along his jaw line, the opposite side now. “Senseless?”
“Yes.”
Her hand slid down between them, found the source of his ache and rubbed
it through the fabric of his trousers. Sebastian almost chocked from the feel
of it. Blood was rushing everywhere but his brain. He didn’t think he’d ever
been so aroused.
“I’d like that,” she whispered. “Very much.”
Her soft words make him ache all the more. “I will teach you exactly
what happens to thieves who dare to invade my home,” he said through gritted
teeth. “You will be punished. There will be nothing tender here.”
“That makes sense,” she said, her finger circling his cock head in
slow, agonizing motions. “I’ve never been a fan of tender.”
“Then come.”
She went lower, teasing his balls, hefting their weight. “What about
your security people?”
“Security people?”
“Aren’t they waiting
somewhere? Shouldn’t you get rid of them?”
It was like cold water being poured over him and Sebastian sucked in
a shocked breath. The desire retreated enough for him to pull back and look
into the very green of her eyes. “And if I do?”
She smiled, a feline lift of her kiss reddened lips. “Then we can
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