Thief: A Bad Boy Romance

by Aubrey Irons

  Maddie cries out as I lean down and let my tongue trail across her hip, my fingertips teasing up the inside of her thighs until she’s shaking with need. But I don’t touch her there; not yet.

  “You know, I can tease you for a very long time, princess,” I growl into the soft skin of her thigh, hearing her moan.

  “What— Oh God— What do you want, you bastard?” She says in a whimper, her hips arching in vain towards my teasing mouth.

  “Tell me you were jealous of me, and acting possessive, and that you want me entirely to yourself.”

  “I— No—”

  I blow a stream of air across her lips, letting my finger trace the crease of her thigh right next to her soaking wet pussy. She shudders, “Fuck, fine, yes.”

  “Yes what?” I say with a grin, drawing it out and planting my lips wetly on the top of her thigh.

  “Yes,” she gasps. “Yes, I was jealous.”

  There it is, and that’s when I let my tongue slide hotly into her pussy and drag up to her clit.

  Madison cries out, her hips practically jolting off the bench as my tongue brushes her clit. “Yes! Yes, I want you all to myself.”

  I growl as I spread her legs wide and eat her with everything I’ve been holding back. I’m curling my tongue around her clit and gently batting it with the tip while I slide a finger deep inside and curl it forward, as if coaxing the sounds of pleasure out of her one stroke at a time.

  Maddie’s going crazy, moaning and writhing for me. She’s pulling her bikini top off and letting her fingers wander up to her breasts where she pulls gently on her nipples as my tongue dances across her clit. I slide lower, letting my thumb take over on her clit as my tongue pushes deep inside to taste her sweet honey. I feel a wicked grin stretch my lips as I let my mouth drop lower.

  Maddie squeals as my tongue slides over the tight ring of her ass, her whole body jumping as if touched by a live wire.

  “What— Holy fuck,” she gasps as I let my tongue brush over her again before moving back to her clit and latching my lips around it. I let my thumb dip down and brush against her ass as I tongue her clit and curl my fingers inside of her pussy.

  “Oh my God, Hunter,” she moans, her hands sliding into my hair as her hips shake beneath me. She’s writhing for me exactly how she does in my fantasies, moaning and gasping as I drive her slowly, but surely, to that edge.

  “Wait,” she gasps out, pushing me away. “Wait, hang on.”

  “Huh?”

  It’s her turn to grin wickedly as she sits up and pushes me back. “I want a taste too.”

  She yanks my shorts the rest of the way off, and her eyes go soft with this sort of hungry look in them as she lets her tongue dance out to wet her lips. She bends down and wraps her fingers around the base of me, giving my cock a tentative stroke. Her eyes lock with mine, and it’s everything I can do not to come right there and then as she slowly lets her tongue slip out and slide up the whole underside of me.

  I’m watching in awe as she slowly opens her lips at the top and just lets them glide down over my head, until I’m groaning in pleasure as those perfect, pouty pink lips swallow me up

  But fuck if I’m done with her either.

  She squeals again, giggling as I sit up, grab her, and spin her around, pulling her legs around until her knees are astride my head.

  “Oh my God,” she moans, as I pull her down onto my mouth, pushing my tongue deep inside of that sweet, heavenly pussy. She drops her head back down, her lips wrapping around my cock as I drag my tongue over her clit again and again, my hands grabbing her ass, holding her tight against my mouth.

  She’s rocking her hips faster and faster on my tongue, her cries of pleasure muffled and rumbling through my cock as she bobs her mouth up and down my shaft. I wrap my lips tight around her clit and let my tongue dart across it again and again and again, until suddenly she’s pulling off of me and dropping her cheek to my thigh as she cries out and goes to pieces above me. I tongue her through her orgasm, drinking down her honey, letting her come down slowly as her body shudders on top of me.

  She’s panting as she lifts her head and starts slide her lips back over my cock, and those lips are fucking heaven, but I pull her off as I sit up.

  “What?”

  “‘What’ is I’m going to fuck you,” I growl, my eyes flashing into hers. “I’m going to fuck you right here and right now, and this time, I’m going to do it with nothing between us.”

  29.

  Holy shit.

  I’ve never done that; not once. Heck, I’m on birth control and I’ve still always used condoms; that’s how much my high school health teacher drilled that into our heads.

  But the idea of letting Hunter slide into me bare — the thought of feeling his thick cock so hot and so naked inside of me tugs at something primal. There’s something animalistic that awakens in me at his words, something that has me needing and wanting it like nothing I’ve ever wanted before.

  “I—” I bite my lip and look up into his eyes. “I’ve never done this.” I swallow, “Not once.”

  He leans in and kisses me, and I melt into him as he pulls me into his lap. I moan as I sit astride him, feeling his length resting hot and throbbing against my pussy and my stomach as his tongue explores my mouth.

  “You know I’m clean,” he says softly.

  “Do I?”

  He pulls back and arches an eyebrow at me as he grins. “Do you trust me?”

  My pulse jumps in my chest, “And what if I say no?”

  Hunter leans in and lets his lips trail up my neck, and I gasp as I let my head drop back as a moan escapes.

  He takes my earlobe between his teeth, nipping at it before he whispers darkly right into my ear.

  “Then I might just take you anyways,” he growls, and I absolutely melt into him.

  The thought of it thrills me, the idea of him taking me and making me his. The thought of letting him own me completely has my body shivering in excitement, and my hips rocking against him.

  “I’m on the pill, but I’ve never…” I’ve never even considered doing this with anyone, but the idea of Hunter bare and utterly unprotected inside of me seems so completely wild, and dirty, and fucking hot, that my head feels like it’s spinning as I mash my lips to his and kiss him fiercely.

  It’s making me feel so naughty, like his naughty girl, and naughty enough to say what I say before I can give it one more thought.

  “How do you want me?”

  “Every way,” he growls, grabbing me by the hair and kissing me hard enough to bruise; hard enough to make me whimper at the raw thrill of it and hard enough to find myself falling into him as his tongue slides against mine.

  He’s pushing me back, moving over me until I’m on my back with the teakwood of the sauna bench hot against my skin, the steam rises around us making the air thick with heat.

  I feel him rock hard against my thigh, his hands holding my wrists down above my head. He’s consuming me, pinning me down like he’s about to take me, and I can feel my entire body roaring with the thrill and excitement of it.

  “I want you every fucking way,” Hunter growls, biting my neck and spreading my legs with his knees. “I want you writhing on my cock, I want you screaming my name, and I want that pussy coming all fucking night for me.”

  Oh fuck yes.

  He grabs the backs of my thighs and pushes my legs up, pressing my knees up to my chest and spreading me wide. His thick cock hovers and teases over my lips as he leans down to kiss me again.

  I can feel the head of his cock nestle right against my opening, and I open my eyes to look right up into his.

  “Fuck me,” I whimper out, and with a rock of his hips, he’s sliding inside.

  I cry out as he slides in deep, my hands clenching and unclenching in ecstasy as he pins them above my head. My body undulates to meet his as he slowly buries every inch of that perfect cock inside of me.

  And perfect is exactly what it is. He fills me entir
ely, his hips pressing against my own as he grinds in deep, making me moan. There’s nothing between us, just him and I.

  Hunter growls as he slowly pulls out before he rocks his hips forward and plunges back inside. It’s a slow and deep build, a churning, burning, thundering build towards the release, but I want more. I don’t want slow right now, and I don’t want him to take his time, not this time.

  I want to be taken. I want to be fucked.

  “Harder,” I gasp, and then I’m crying out as he rocks in deep, driving hard into me.

  “Harder!” The word tumbles from my lips again as my head spins and I suck my bottom lip between my teeth. He obliges, letting go of my wrists to hold my hips instead as he starts to pound into me, driving in deep and grinding against my clit each time he impales me.

  He growls suddenly as he pulls out, and I gasp as he spins me around on the bench. I’m on my knees, my hands against the hot wood of the wall in front of me as I feel him move into position behind me.

  He eases inside, making my eyes roll back in my head before he pushes my legs together. We both moan loudly as he slides in to the hilt, and I’m so tight like this with my thighs pressed together and my ass up in the air that his cock feels enormous as he fills me so wonderfully and stretches me wide.

  Hunter’s hands hold me tightly by the hips as he starts to fuck me like that, sliding in and out and back in again, driving home on every stroke. I moan loudly as I feel his hand come down with a sharp crack against my ass, making my skin sing and tingle as he spanks me. His hand comes down again, blooming heat and a tingling rush of naughtiness through my body as I quiver on his cock.

  He’s fucking me hard, and making me his, and I’m loving every filthy, dirty, forbidden second of it.

  “Play with your pussy, Maddie,” he growls out, his hips pumping into me and I moan and whimper under him.

  “Play with that clit for me while I fuck you. “

  Oh God yes.

  He’s pounding me hard, with one hand flat against the wall, I reach the other between my legs. I circle my clit with my fingers in desperate frantic circles, hardly able to think past the feeling of him pulsing inside of me.

  The world starts to blur around me as I pull in gasps of the steamy air around us, and feel the wood under my knees and against my palm practically throb with the heat of it all. I’m going to come so hard with his cock buried bare inside of me, and the thought of him doing the same, with no barrier, and nothing to stop it has me clawing at the edges of my sanity.

  His hand comes down once more across the soft, yielding skin of my ass, and I lose it completely and utterly. I feel my whole world shatter around me as I come, clawing at the wall and going to pieces as his cock drives all the way inside of me.

  I hear him groan behind me, and suddenly I gasp as I feel him throb deep inside of me. And I can feel the hot jet of him exploding inside of me. I can feel him erupting deep inside; can feel every thick spurt of him hot and pulsing within me. Knowing that he’s filling me up like that is so dirty, and so wrong and so fucking hot that I’m screaming as I come all over again before I collapse down on the hot wood bench.

  I’m still shaking as he slowly withdraws from me and curls against me, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me tight as we catch our breaths.

  “That—” I’m gasping, “That was perfect.”

  I shiver as I feel his lips against my ear. “Oh, we’re just getting started, princess.”

  30.

  “I want you to wait for me like that.”

  Before Hunter, any man telling me to do what I’m doing right now would have garnered an eye roll and a middle finger at best. Any man telling me what to do like this, especially something so submissive like this would have gotten my temper flared and my hand across his face.

  But not him.

  Because there’s something about Hunter Ryan that tugs on some dark and naughty thing deep inside of me. Something about the way he looks at me, or the way he kisses me gets me excited. Or maybe it’s the way his voice rumbles in my ear like when he asked me to “wait for him” like this about half an hour earlier when he pulled me into an empty hallway of the West Wing and pressed me against the wall.

  It’s the voice in my ear that gets me soaking wet, even before he lets his hand slide under my skirt and rubs his fingers against my pussy through my soaked panties.

  So, that brings me to why I’m waiting like this; why I’m doing what he asked me to do, and why my pulse is roaring in my ears as I do. My protector is now controlling me, and I love it. I love submitting to him like this, even if I don’t know exactly why.

  Which is why I’m on my hands and knees on my bed in the Lincoln Bedroom, fresh from the shower and naked but for a pair of black stockings and black heels, waiting for him.

  And very wet.

  I hear the click of the bookcase doorway that Hunter always seems to prefer to use over the door when he comes into my room. A shiver runs up my spine as I hear him step into the bedroom behind me.

  “Now that’s a sight I could get used to.”

  “Oh yeah?” I breathe, feeling my heart racing as I look over my shoulder at him and wiggle my ass at him. I don’t know who this new me is or what’s happened to turn me into this scandalously raw, sex-kitten version of myself.

  But I like it.

  I can feel the heat creep over my body as his eyes flash darkly at me. “Yeah, I think you should be like this in every room any time I walk into it, actually.”

  “That could make for a strange breakfast table, you know.”

  He grins as he pulls his tie off and starts to unbutton his shirt, flashing skin and dark ink. “Yeah, but I could eat you for breakfast every day.”

  It’s almost funny to have this conversation and banter like this; him talking to my upturned ass while my head is resting on a soft down pillow. I start to move, to turn towards him, but I feel his hand on my hip suddenly, both firm and warm as he stops me.

  “No,” his voice is dark and thick with lust. “Stay right like that.”

  His hand trails over my skin, teasing me and making me shiver. His palm slides over my ass, my thighs, the tops of my stockings, and down between my legs. I arch my back and gasp into the pillow as his hand finds me wet, and he gently slides a fingers through my soft lips.

  “So good...” I whimper out almost subconsciously, and I hear him growl behind me.

  I’m panting when I hear his pants hit the floor, and I feel him move onto the bed behind me, my heart leaping to my throat.

  His mouth is on me before I know that’s what he’s doing, and I jump for second in surprise before the moan comes croaking from my throat. His wicked, incredible tongue slides deep inside of me, slipping in and out of me like he’s fucking me with it. His big, strong hands slide from my thighs up to my ass, holding me tightly and spreading me wide for his mouth.

  I’m writhing and arching my back as I thrust back to him, feeling his tongue slide to my clit as my body shivers. He drags his tongue slowly up and down my pussy, teasing from my clit, inching down, tasting me all the way to my perineum.

  His tongue makes its journey again and again, making me moan. And then he’s getting bolder, and I gasp as I feel his tongue tease across my ass, making me shiver. It’s only a tease, and his tongue slides back to my clit, but the naughty reverberations of it are still ricocheting through my body as I feel myself move for him.

  I can feel his finger slide across my ass then, and suddenly I can feel it teasing there.

  “Woah,” I say, catching my breath. “What are you doing?”

  “I told you,” he growls, his voice deep and tugging at my insides. He lets his tongue slip across my clit and I shiver. “I want all of you, Maddie. I going to make all of you mine.”

  “Yeah, but—”

  “Exactly.”

  His tongue flicks my clit again and I whimper as his finger teasingly circles my asshole, sending new, powerfully erotic sensations flooding through me.


  “I’m not going to hurt you, darlin,” he says lowly, kissing my thigh. “But you have to trust me.”

  His hands slide across my ass as his lips kiss up my thigh, and my eyes flutter shut as I let the feel of him flood over me.

  I nod, “I trust you.”

  And I do. I trust him not to hurt me, or not to push me if I don’t want to be pushed. I trust that everything he does to me makes me feel — and cum — bigger and harder than I ever have before. And I might be nervous about this being new, but I’m not scared.

  Not with him.

  I bite my lip as I arch my back and push my ass back towards him in response, and I hear him swear under his breath as he growls.

  His mouth drops back to my pussy, his tongue curling around my clit as his finger, now wet from his mouth returns to my ass. He’s teasing me with his finger as he works his tongue across my pussy. He’s not rough, and he doesn’t rush it, he just teases around the outside, just enough to make me shiver and moan at how illicit and dirty this is, and how fucking hot it makes me.

  “Hunter—”

  I’m putty for him, whimpering into the pillow, feeling my whole body melt under his fingers and his tongue as he pushes my limits and pushes me towards that sweet release. I feel him move away from me, and I’m about to beg him to come back when I feel his cock rock hard against my pussy.

  His thick, bare cock, ready to slide into me unprotected once again. And when he slides easily into me, his finger stays there teasing my asshole as I gasp and grab the sheets in my fists.

  He fucks me slowly this time, crouching above me and driving down deep into me; making me his and making me bite the pillow to keep from screaming in pleasure. The finger teasing circles around my ass slowly begins to center, and wet from his mouth, he starts to push.