Chapter 4

THE THIEF

To say this burglary isn't going as planned would be the understatement of the century. The last job I was on was during another one of these boring dinner parties, and I’d seen Sophia as I was about to slip out. I’d stuck around long enough to learn her name, but she’d haunted me ever since. Looking down at Sophia’s tight, young body squirming against mine and the way her blue eyes are glazed over with desire has me so fucking hard I can barely think. I want to pull my glove off and feel her pussy against my skin, but she seems to be enjoying the glove, and fuck if that isn't making me even harder. 

“Shh,” I whisper against her ear when she lets out a soft whimper. 

I smile against her skin, breathing in the intoxicating scent of her. What in the hell is it about this woman? My reaction to her is unreal. When I slide a gloved finger inside her and slowly start to fuck her while keeping the palm of my hand pressed tightly against her clit, she glares at me.

Biting back a laugh, I give her earlobe a soft bite, “Don’t cum, little girl,” I warn, grinding against her clit even harder, smiling when I feel her knees start to buckle. I watch her try to fight against cumming. She wiggles her round ass, making my cock nearly explode, and I see the triumph in her eyes.

“Such a little brat,” I whisper. “Maybe I’m making it too easy.” I let go of her face, using my teeth to peel my glove off before dancing my fingers along her cleavage. Her breaths are fast, but she’s keeping quiet like a good girl.

“I can’t keep quiet,” she warns when I slip my hand into her dress and cup her bare tit, feeling her rock-hard nipple press against my palm.

“Such a little slut.” I play with her nipple, enjoying the way she’s rocking her hips and arching her chest up for more. “Who goes to a party with her tits free and her nipples poking through her dress?”

She bites her bottom lip with a soft moan as I kiss my way down her neck and give her nipple a not-so-gentle pinch. “I know a filthy, little whore like you isn’t going to be able to keep silent while she cums.”

My tongue runs over the crook of her neck I lift my eyes and watch

Richard finally gets his old, wrinkly ass in gear and shuffles out the door. Sophia’s eyes are closed and has no idea he’s left, so with a wicked grin, I work her little clit harder, watching her try her damnedest to keep quiet. Her whole body is shaking, and the soft, breathy whimpers she’s giving have me nearly busting a nut. My hard cock digs into her perfect ass as she squirms against me even harder, making me let out a deep groan and pinch her nipple so hard her knees buckle.

Right before she starts to cum, she turns her face to mine, and I don’t hesitate to press my lips to hers, muffling her scream as she cums hard, bucking against me like the greedy little slut she is. I groan at the taste of her, so fucking sweet it makes me almost lightheaded. Her tongue slides along mine, hungry for more. I can feel her pussy clenching my gloved finger, and I let out another groan when I imagine how that will feel around my cock.

When she starts to come down, I slide my finger out and cup her pussy tightly, already feeling like it’s mine. Her eyes flutter open when I pull back, breaking our kiss. Her skin is flushed and she’s still letting out soft whimpers as aftershocks run through her. I smile and give her a wink. Her lips curl in a happy, lazy smile before her eyes widen in surprise and she darts her eyes to the slight crack in the closet door.

“Relax, beautiful. He left several minutes ago.” I can’t help but laugh at her pissed-off look.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because I liked seeing you try so damn hard to be quiet,” I say with a grin. “I imagine that’s not easy for such a horny little girl.”

Instead of trying to argue, she says, “I’m not a little girl. I’m eighteen.”

I’m more than twice her age, so it makes me laugh which only seems to piss her off more. She pouts and looks like a sexy, sullen brat when she reaches up and tugs off my ski mask before I can stop her. Her eyes grow wide and her mouth parts into a beautiful O shape that I’d very much like to ram my cock into.

I spin her around and slide my hand out of her dress, pressing her up against the wall of the closet, making her gasp and let out a small yelp of surprise. Leaning down, I get close enough so our lips are almost touching. “You shouldn’t have done that, little girl. Thieves don’t like to leave witnesses.”

“What are you going to do? Kill me?” She reaches for a handout, surprising the hell out of me, and grabs onto my painfully hard cock. “Or fuck me?”

“Kill you? Never.” I let out a groan when she starts to massage my cock. “Bend you over my knee and spank the living hell out of you for being such a slutty brat? Definitely.”

She lets out a soft moan at my words. I laugh at her reaction. “Again, this is not how most women would react.”