Page 17 of Wicked Little Thief


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The orgasm began to creep up from her toes, and her body went taut as she sought purchase against the grey fabric of his couch cushions, to no avail.

“Ohhhh fuck! Just like that. Please don’t stop!”

“I’m not stopping, baby.”

He used his free hand to pull the hood of her clit back, then increased the pressure with his tongue.

She felt her body temperature rise, and every muscle in her body was tense.

“Let me taste your honey, Utah.”

She moaned louder as she teetered on the edge.

His deep voice commanded, “Let go and come for me like my good girl.”

And fuck if she didn’t want to be his good girl.

“Oh god, I’m coming! Yesss!” she hissed and began to chant, “Oh god, Liam! Yes!” as the orgasm overtook her body.

He lightened the pressure of his hand and mouth but didn’t stop until her body jerked at his touch.

Gasping for air, she exclaimed, “Holy hell! That was… that was… oh my god!”

Liam chuckled as he wiped his mouth on the shirttail of his oxford.

“That was sexy as fuck is what that was, little honeybee.”

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Liam

He crawled up her body and hovered over her on the couch with a smirk.

“Now you can ride my cock.”

She pressed on his shoulder and moved to a sitting position. “Oh, no. I want to suck it first.”

It was adorable how she thought she was in charge. He’d allow it—for now.

“You want to suck my cock, baby?”

She nodded with a shy smile.

Liam unbuttoned his jeans and lifted his hips as he slid the denim down his legs, toeing his shoes off in the process.

“Then get on your knees, little one.”

Utah scrambled to the floor, situating herself at his feet while she removed his Levi’s from around his ankles. Pressing her soft tits against his thigh, her hard points caressed his skin as she kissed up his leg until her hands roamed over the front of his boxer briefs.

Using her index finger, she traced the outline of his bulge while gently cupping his sac in her other hand. The fabric barrier, combined with her light touch, provided just enough stimulation to tantalize him, but not nearly enough of what he wanted.

He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingertips.

“Are you being a cocktease, little bee?”

The gleam in her eye told him that’s exactly what she was being. Still, she innocently purred, “No. I’m just taking my time enjoying you.”

He’d file that away for later, but for now, he’d had enough teasing.

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