Page 9 of His Pretty Little Thief

She shakes her head again, and this time, she opens her eyes, and those baby-blues burn right into me.

“Not a man like you,” she whispers heatedly. “You.”

I growl as I slam her back against the glass, kissing her ferociously as my hand slides down the front of her panties.

“Good,” I growl. “Because you’re mine and mine alone. And I’ve been dying to taste this sweet little pussy.”

My fingers slip under the edge of her panties, and Simone moans eagerly as I tug them to the side. I’d go slower, but I can’t. I won’t. Not this first time. I don’t think it’d be possible to slow this train right now. And besides, there’ll be many, many more times where I can go slower and take my damn time.

…After all, she’s going to be my wife.

It’s crazy, perhaps, but I know what I’m doing. I know what I saw the second I saw her, and I know there’s no way she’s leaving here tonight without a ring on her finger.

No, scratch that. She’s not leaving here tonight at all.

I kiss her fiercely and deeply, our tongues swirling together until she’s breathless and panting, her body undulating almost on instinct against me. I pull away from her lips, leaving her moaning for more as I kiss my way down her jaw. And then, I drop to my knees in front of her.

The thought of tasting her cunt has consumed me for far too long. And now, it’s time for my prize. My hands push her dress up high, and the higher it goes, the breathier her whimpers get. When I push it up over her black, lacy thong panties, her breath catches, and I look up to see her face bright red and her eyes wide as she stares at me with her lips slightly parted—in shock, in excitement. Maybe in nervousness.

Definitely in anticipation.

My fingers hook under the waist of her panties, and I tug, peeling them slowly down over her soft, supple tummy. They slide delicately off her hips, and when the gusset clings to her lips—sticking to her wetness—I groan, and tug, and slowly, they peel away.

Jesus fuck. I knew she was gorgeous, but her pussy is a goddess.

My eyes drag back up to her lust-hooded eyes, locking with her gaze as I move in. I breathe across her first, making her gasp, and then slowly, my tongue touches her. Simone gasps, her body trembling as my tongue drags slow and flat across her smooth, velvety lips—pink and wet and so goddamn sweet. Like a little candy pussy, all for me.

She moans, her eyes hooded with lust as she looks down at me. And I hold her gaze as I repeat the motion, dragging my tongue slowly and wetly from the base of her pussy all the way up to her clit. I curl my tongue around her little bud, rolling it gently against my lips as Simone gasps, her jaw hanging open and her face crumpling in pleasure.

I growl into her, my hands holding her hips and pinning her to the glass behind her as I tongue her little cunt. My cock pulses and throbs in my slacks, dripping precum into my briefs until they’re soaked in my desire for her, and I can feel my balls boiling with cum.

…Lucky her, since that’s what she’s here for.

I tongue her faster, and with a bit more pressure, swirling my tongue around her clit before I push it deep in her pussy. She moans wildly as I start to fuck her with my tongue, plunging it in and out, groaning into her as I feel her candy-sweet honey dripping down my chin. My hands slide around to her ass, gripping that tight little butt in my firm grip and pulling her against my mouth as I push her closer and closer to that edge with my tongue.

Her hips start to move with a mind of their own, and I growl, loving the way little miss innocent is flat out thrusting her pussy against my mouth, like she needs more.

Greedygirl. But a lucky girl, because more is exactly what she’s going to get tonight.

I thrust my tongue into her, making her squeal in pleasure before I drag it wetly to her clit. I suck the little bud between my lips, sucking as I swirl my tongue around it. My fingers tease at her opening, sliding in and out shallowly, just enough to make her pussy drip her arousal like a leaky faucet. I move faster, tonguing her harder and growling into her deeply, until suddenly, I feel her start to shake and tremble.

And with a final swirl of my tongue, she shatters for me.

Simone cries out, bucking hard and shamelessly against my mouth as she comes on my tongue. I grunt, unrelenting in my assault on her clit, and shoving her right into a second orgasm as she screams in pleasure and releases against my mouth. I slow, letting my licks grow teasing and light, before slowly, I pull away.

Simone trembles, panting and wobbly on her legs. She may very well fall to the ground, but I stand, wrapping her in my arms as I pin her to the glass. My mouth crushes to hers, and I can feel her hesitation at just how slick my lips are with her cum. But when she moans and hungrily swirls her tongue with mine, my cock lurches against hers.

I reach behind me, my mouth never leaving hers as I punch the elevator button again, and slowly, we start to move. Five seconds later, there’s a low ding as the doors open directly into the foyer of my penthouse, and I quietly pull away from her pouty soft lips. I reach down, tugging her panties back up, but knowing damn well she’s about to lose them for the rest of the night. Or maybe even longer.

“Come, little one,” I growl softly, taking her hand in mine and pulling her out of the elevator on shaky, trembling legs.

“I’m just getting started with you.”

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