Page 70 of Thief

“Explain.” Her voice was curt and impatient.

She felt his dense weight looming over her, his naked chest brushing against her taut nipples. “I could tell you…” he whispered by her cheek in a voice that flowed like treacle, “but then, I’d have to kill you.”

“You’re killing me anyway,” she huffed, refusing to let a spark of alarm ignite in her gut.

He chuckled deep in his throat. “SAS, Pussy Cat, I was SAS until I got shot to pieces.”

“Oh. I see.” That explained a lot, his swift, silent movements, his calm authority in the face of danger plus his total lack of social skills.

The vibrator didn’t start back up as she’d hoped after her question. Instead, he moved back between her legs and she guessed he was sitting with his legs folded beneath him. With a sudden upwards scoop, her buttocks landed on his tensed thighs. “Can I ask another question?” she said.

“Sure, baby.” He was rubbing his lubed finger over her perineum. She contracted around the vibrator to keep it in place as he tilted her pelvis farther forward and dragged her harder up towards his abdomen. His hard cock jutted against her inner thigh.

“Have you ever killed anyone?” she said, her shoulder joints pulling to the max with the new position.

“What do you think?”

“I don’t know. That’s why I asked.”

“Yes,”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Pussy Cat, I’ve killed in the line of duty. But only the bad guys, so you’re quite safe whilst you’re being a good girl.”

She trembled at what may lay beneath his words, but forced herself to beat down the adrenaline, the fear. He didn’t know anything about the diamonds, how could he?

His lubed finger slid over her anus, and her ring of muscle tightened. After a moment, it gave way to his persistent push, the way it had the day before, and she allowed him to slide in. A blaze of orange-red light shot across her eyelids. Dazzling and searing, it shot away all coherent thoughts about her predicament.

He added another finger and flexed them into a ‘v’ shape. She cried out at the nip of pain.

“Relax, it’ll be awesome, I promise.”

She bit on her bottom lip to keep from protesting and forced her ass to relax.

“That’s it, good girl, you can take my dick now.”

“Yes, now, and the vibrator, too. Switch it on.” Her voice was breathless and needy even to her own ears.

“You’re getting greedy, very greedy.” He pulled the vibrator out altogether, cupped her arse in his hands and shifted her so her anus was directly in line with his cock. He dragged her legs up to his shoulders and stretched out his left leg to the floor so it wouldn’t have to flex. “You can have all of it in a minute, my feline friend, as long as we finish the game.”

“Game?” Her mind had gone blank. “What game? I want the vibrator.” All she could focus on was the longing, the need and the off-the-scale pleasure that hovered only millimetres from her reach.

“You have to answer my last question.”

“Okay, okay, okay, what do you want to know now?” Her teeth ground together so hard she feared for their survival.

Once again, the darkness lifted. John’s rugged face hovered a few feet above hers. She could see her ankles touching his ears as she balanced upwards against his torso. Her breasts were battling gravity and losing, tipping downwards and bearing the tiny red scratches from the brush.

“I want to know…” he said, his voice sounding deeper, wilder and more dangerous than ever before, “if you want me to leave you?”

“No, God, no, don’t leave me like this, not until you’ve made me come. Please don’t walk out now, John.” She couldn’t bear it if he left her like this, even if there was something in his voice that set every instinct she had on full alert.

“That’s not what I meant.” The muscle in his jaw beat a wild dance. He nudged the burning hot tip of his penis against her asshole, pressed slowly, so, so slowly it extended the blissful torture of entry to the maximum. “I mean after this, after I’ve fucked you into senseless oblivion, do you still want me to leave, Pussy Cat?” His black eyes bored into hers, searching and exploring with an intensity that caught her breath.

Her eyes were moist, and she flicked them again to the left hand side of the ceiling. “You know I do, that was the deal. Youhaveto leave.”

He said something unintelligible, then with a gentle push he sank all the way into her.

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