Page 104 of The Lies We Steal

She is the female form perfected. There is nothing more erotic. Nothing more beautiful.

With deliberate movements she flips her hair to the side, hands moving down on my chest, nails scratching the surface of my skin with the force. Confidence pours from her as she sways her hips to the sound of silence, falling until she’s resting on her knees in front of me.

She looks like a ticket straight to heaven and I would have walked through hellfire to get it.

I feel her fingers rake up and down my jean clad thighs, peering up at me with those kaleidoscope eyes. The moon shows me every filthy, dirty thought she’s having inside them.

“You plan to do something while you’re down there?” I ask, arching an eyebrow and looking at her like she needs to do something. Like she needs to impress me. Looking at her like she won’t be able to handle pleasuring me, even though I know she’s capable.

But my little thief enjoys a challenge.

“No one ever taught you how to be patient did they Alistair?”

She leans her body forward, dipping her head towards the thick outline in my jeans. I can feel her hot breath through the material, making me twitch with anticipation. I lick my bottom lip, catching it with my teeth.

“Careful. I’ll only let you tease me for so long before I take what I want.”

Just as I say that, her tongue flicks from her pink mouth, grazing over my length. I dig my fingers into the armrest to prevent me from grabbing the back of her hair and sliding myself all the way down her throat.

I wanted inside of her. Any hole. All of them.

Dropping my head to my chest, watching as she plays with the button of my jeans, all the while her mouth is toying with my wallet chain. Steadily she rolls she tongue up and down the cold metal, lacing it through the links of the chain.

Fuck, that’s hot. I think to myself, not wanting to give my pleasure away before she’s even really touched me.

“This how you steal men’s wallets?” My tongue rests against my upper lip hiding a smile. “Good technique.” I add.

I can see her smile from this angle, only some of it, mostly her blonde hair flowing over my lap, the tip of her nose and her tongue when it extends out of her warm mouth. But even still, I can still spot her smile.

“Very funny,” She laughs, the vibration between my legs makes my hips jerk just a bit.

Her mouth doesn’t make any more coherent words, because after unbuttoning my jeans she has me help jerk my jeans down just enough to pull my cock out. My throbbing length stands straight up, the tip angry and swollen with anticipation.

Briar’s eyes widen a bit, before she fixes her gaze on my dick. I smirk thinking about how she’d already had it inside of her, reaching the deepest parts of her. I’m continually impressed by her eagerness.

The way she wraps her hand around my base, a shock racing straight to my balls. I fight to sit still when she takes her time to lick the little white bead of come off the tip before wrapping her lips fully around me.

I groan through gritted teeth, my jaw clenching as she accommodates my size perfectly. I can feel her mouth stretching around me as she sinks lower and lower onto my shaft. My hand reacts on its own accord, grabbing her hair and twisting it back around my fist.

Her tongue quickly lathering my shaft in her slick saliva, I can feel her hand pumping my base in time with the entry and exit of my cock between her hot, pink lips.

I let my head fall back as she continues to work between my legs.

Letting her control the pace for a bit, allowing her to play as she runs her wet tongue along the underside, her mouth tight and warm around me. When she falls all the way down, my cock hitting the back of her throat I can’t help but hold her there for a second longer.

When she doesn’t fight to come back up, allowing me to stay rooted in her throat, I take it a bit farther. My hand controls the movement of her mouth on my length, working her lips up and down me.

“Fuck.” I groan, her slick mouth taking me so well. My grip tightens, my speed increasing a bit before my cock can’t take the teasing anymore.

I stand up, placing both of my hands at the back of her head, her bright eyes looking up at me with need as she moans while I slide farther down her throat. I feel her nails dig into my thighs as she helps tugs me closer to her.

“You helping me fuck your tight, little mouth, Briar? Is that what you want, doll? You want it rough?” I ask, holding her at the root of my shaft, waiting for her answer before I release her for a breath.

I want to come just looking at her eyes watering, how needy she is down on the ground for me. Eagerly she nods, giving me the permission I need.

My hips rock forward sending my entire length down her throat feeling it constrict around me. I keep myself buried inside of her, jerking my hips with short thrusts, using my hands to hold her face in one spot.

Allowing my gaze to wander down to where she is working diligently between my legs, my soaked cock slipping in and out quickly between her pushed lips, her cheeks hollow with suction.

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