Page 107 of Wicked Little Thief


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Utah noticed the clock read 5:03, and she had a hard time believing she was even awake, let alone about to have dirty sex in the shower.

When did I turn into a hussy?

Wait—I know.

The day Mr. Sexy-Pants walked out his front door in his Clark Kent glasses looking like he wanted to devour me right there on the sidewalk.

As she waited for the water to warm, she wondered how long his attraction to her would last. Hopefully, at least until her house arrest ended, because otherwise living there would really suck. At least since they were living in his house, if he did tire of her, it wasn’t like he could just sneak off in the middle of the night like Eric had. And she wasn’t going to be left three thousand miles from home, broke and with nowhere to live either, so there was that.

She tested the shower, then stepped in and set the bottle of lube on the shower bench before wetting her body and the dildo in her hand. After letting the water run through her hair, she planted the dildo on the granite bench like a flag. After applying the lubricant to the silicone dick and her pussy, she slowly lowered herself on the fake cock to test if its location on the bench was conducive to riding it up and down.

It was.

Oh my. Why haven’t I tried this sooner?

She heard him come into the bathroom and hesitated. Even though he told her he wanted to see her riding her dildo when he returned, her initial reaction at hearing the door open was to stop everything—like she’d been caught doing something wrong. She had to will herself to keep going.

Liam stood in the entry of the shower and leaned against the glass block, still clothed.

“That’s fucking hot, baby.”

“So do I get to suck your cock, Sir?”

He reached behind his neck and pulled his t-shirt off, then shoved his workout shorts to the ground and stepped out of them. His cock jutted out straight and proud as he walked into the shower. The wall jets sprayed him as he approached where she sat on the bench.

“You may.”

Utah didn’t even hesitate to reach for his dick and ran her hand up and down his slippery shaft while she guided the head to her mouth. She looked up at him as she pulled him deep, her nose pressed against his stomach as his tip bobbed in her throat.

“Fuuuck, honey,” he moaned, bracing himself against the stone wall with one hand while stroking her cheek with the other. “You are so damn good at that.”

She smiled as she pulled off him, then without wavering, bobbed her head up and down to meet her hand in the middle as it stroked him from the base. All while she fucked the rubber cock suction cupped to the bench.

“You are so sexy.” He closed his eyes and dropped his forehead onto his hand on the wall. “Fuck!”

Her ego inflated tenfold. Pushing him to the edge of climax when he obviously wasn’t ready made her feel like a goddess.

He opened his eyes and watched her until he pulled his cock from her mouth and guided her by her biceps off the dildo. “Turn around, baby. Put your hands on the bench.”

****

Liam

Sex with Utah was his new favorite way to start—or end—his day. Actually, he preferred both, but last night hadn’t been feasible. Maybe tonight. He needed to enjoy her as much as he could before their time together ended.

She should have agreed to the six months instead of the four months bullshit she’d negotiated.

He wondered if he could talk to Jerry about getting that changed.

Probably not.

The only other option was for her to stay with him on her own volition. But he wasn’t sure if she’d be willing once she wasn’t court ordered to be there.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Liam

He hadn’t expected her to get up that early, although he knew Kathy’s comment about him not arriving at his “usual time” had bothered her.

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