Page 105 of Stolen Kiss

I pulled on her hair again and she looked up at me with dark green eyes. “Baby, I’m going to come.”

A warning for her to pull away now if she didn’t want me to come in her mouth.

She didn’t pull away.

She took more of me in her mouth and doubled her effort. I let out a low groan, and with a shout I came inside her mouth.

She lapped me up, and even still, some cum dripped out of her lips. Fuck. The sight of her was enough to drive me over the edge once more.

I pulled her up to me, and I wiped her mouth clean with the handkerchief in my suit jacket pocket just before I pressed a hard kiss against her mouth.

I felt her smile, obviously satisfied with herself, and I held her tit, playing with her nipple.

She moaned and moved in closer to me.

I pulled away and took her in, from her swollen lips to her flushed skin to her tits out on display. She looked like an angel, out to tempt the devil.

I smiled. “Think you can behave until we get home?”

“I’ll try,” she mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest and bringing my gaze back to her.

“Good. Put your seatbelt on.”

She stuck her tongue out at me and regretfully fixed her shirt and put her tits away before she put on her seatbelt.

I watched her for a long while. She squirmed. “What?”

“How’s your leg, sweetheart?” I asked. I knew the change in weather bothered her sometimes. She looked over at me and smiled, and though she might have gotten better at hiding her emotions, I thought I could figure out if she was lying to me.

“Bearable.”

“Are you sure?”

She nodded, leaning over and cupping my cheeks with her cold hands. I looked into her green eyes, assessing her.

“Take me home,” she said. At my questioning look, she looked off to the side, blushing a bit, and clarified, “Back to your home.”

I didn’t say anything for a moment. I waited until she made eye contact with me again before I said, “Yeah. Let’s go home.”

Fuck.

I was in love with Emilia Adler.

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