Page 50 of Pretty Little Thief


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“That’s where you’re wrong, kitten. Everything about you is my concern.”

I try to close the distance between us, but his hand on my neck holds me tightly in place.

“Grey,” I draw his name out.

He cups my cheek, forcing me to look at him.

“Do you know how easy it would be to take advantage of you like this?” He leans down, his tongue sliding up my neck. “Look at you.” His eyes roam over my body. He adjusts his stance, and I open my legs further, completely on display for him. “Spread out for me like a feast waiting to be devoured.”

Heat swirls in my core, wetness seeping from me. He slides a finger up my thigh and through the crease of my lips, lathering his finger with my juices.

He slides the finger between his lips, sucking every drop of me from his skin. A shiver of anticipation runs through me.

“Grey.” His name leaves my lips in a deep moan. I want more. I need him to touch me and stop teasing me.

He lets out a low chuckle. “I knew you would taste good, kitten,” he hums, satisfied by the taste of me. “But that was heaven on my tongue.” My eyes fall shut. I squirm beneath him, trying to break free. I need to touch him more than I need air.

His free hand moves back to my thighs, slowly driving me insane.

Feather-light touches skirt across my skin, grazing over my dripping pussy.

“Grey, please,” I moan.

He quickly slides a finger through me and back out before I have a chance to indulge in the feeling.

“Tell me, kitten. Does Tristan tease you with his fingers?” His mouth moves along my collarbone, teasing me more.

“No,” I breathe. He stiffens and peppers a kiss to my skin.

Pressing his hard cock to my core, he drags his body along mine.

“Good girl,” he breathes into my ear, and my body comes alive under him. “Now go put on some clothes before I have my way with you.” He pushes off me, stalking toward the door, and I snap.

I push up onto my elbows, narrowing my eyes at him. Lust stirring inside me. “He uses that sinful tongue of his.”

He freezes. His back straightens, and before I can blink, he’s moving on top of me.

Grey’s hand grips my breast, tweaking and pinching my nipple hard. Searing pain radiates through me, then quickly turns to desire.

“Is this what you want, Princess?” I buck under him. “You want me to throw all my morals out the window to give you what you need?”

I hum with pleasure as his mouth closes around my breast, swirling his tongue over my peaked nipple, still tugging and pinching the other, using my body as his own personal play toy.

“Say it!”

He nips and sucks, moving down my body. Hovering over my pussy, he looks up to meet my gaze.

“Please, Grey.” My heart lurches against my chest, beating rapidly and waiting impatiently for the one thing that will make me feel better.

“I told you I was weak.” With that, his tongue swipes along my opening, and a moan rumbles in his chest.

He fucks me with his tongue. Licking. Sucking. Teasing. Devouring every ounce of me.

My hands find their way to his head, gripping his hair between my fingers, I push his head further into me. I’m lost in his touch and the way he brings life to my body.

“Grey,” I moan. “I’m so close.”

The rumble leaving his lips vibrates my core. He feasts on me like I’m his last meal, without mercy and with no regard for the sounds I’m making.

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