Thief

by Alexa Riley

“Oh, God,” she moans, and moves her hips under me.

  Her first orgasm is still there, just barely dissipated as I rub her sensitive clit again and move back and forth between her nipples. I steadily thrust into her, and her body winds tighter and tighter.

  “I love you, Tessa. You’re mine, and I’ll never let you go.”

  “Sean,” she moans, and then her orgasm begins again.

  I feel the tingle run up my cock and out the head as I thrust into her one final time, cumming into her womb. Her tight pulses pull my own orgasm from me as I give her body what it begs for.

  Before she can come down from her orgasm, I flip us over so she’s on top of me, straddling my cock and lying on my chest.

  “More, Tessa,” I whisper against her neck. I gently thrust into her, slowly this time and less rushed. “I need much, much more.”

  She smiles down at me, then starts to move in time with my slow thrusts. “I guess we have a couple of days to make up for.”

  “We’ve got an entire island to make up on.”

  I feel my own smile match hers as our lips connect.

  Chapter 24

  Tessa

  “I think you reached your goal three days ago.” I look over my shoulder teasingly at Sean who has been kissing my back for the last twenty minutes, his beard tickling me.

  It’s late afternoon, and we’ve been lying on the beach most of the day. The warm breeze rolls in off the ocean, leaving a sweet smell in the air. I could lie here forever.

  “Just making sure,” he says against my skin, still pressing kisses all over me, stopping every now and then for a little nibble. I’ve noticed he likes to leave little love bites in random places on my body. I keep finding them when I turn in the mirror. Discovering a new one every time I look in the mirror makes me smile.

  He said he wanted to taste every part of me, and he’s been trying to reach that goal since. I’m pretty sure he got it the first day. I give him a soft smile before turning myself back to the ocean, letting him do as he pleases with me.

  Since I opened myself back up to him, he hasn’t wanted to be more than a foot from me. It was adorable, until he tried to follow me into the bathroom to pee. Hell, what am I thinking? That was pretty adorable, too.

  It didn’t take much for me to cave to Sean, but it’s hard to tell someone you don’t want something when you really want it. He’s offering a life that seems too good to be true, but like he said, he’s been showing me every day that he means it. I haven’t wanted for anything, and the main thing I crave is him, and he’s always at my side.

  My life changed the day he entered it. From the very first moment I saw him, I came alive. It was like I was just moving through the motions, one thing after another, doing what I thought I should be doing. Existing but not really living.

  He woke me up. It might have been crazy how we got here, but I can’t bring myself to be mad or upset about it anymore. I want to be here with him, and I’m done denying us both happiness.

  The island is almost like a dream. It’s like we’re in our own little world here and nothing can touch us. Sean says the main island isn’t that far away, but I don’t want to go anywhere right now. I like being alone and getting to know Sean more, learning about his experiences growing up on the streets and how it slowly led him to a life of crime.

  It made me ache for him and made me love him more than I thought was possible. I can’t imagine being so young and feeling so alone. I was little when I found out my parents weren’t coming back, but I had my grandmother to watch over me and love me the best she could. I can’t judge him for the choices he had to make. It started out as just surviving and then turned into all he knew.

  Now he wants a fresh start with me, and I want to give that to him. I want to be part of it because like him, I can’t see myself living without him. Once my anger started to cool, I could see more clearly. This man loves me, and he would do anything to keep me. Why would I turn my back on that? He doesn’t have to worry about that anymore because I’m not going anywhere. I’m not leaving this island. I’m his until I take my last breath.

  I’ve met the people who live here and help maintain the island, and I also met Sal.

  I could tell from the very first moment that I met him how much he cared for Sean, and that made me love him instantly. I also see where Sean gets some of his charm. Sal kept hitting on one of the women who helps keep the house up. I wanted to tell the woman she didn’t have a chance, but learning is half the fun when it comes to men like them.

  Sean rolls over and lays his head on my stomach while I run my fingers through his hair.

  “How many do you want?” he asks, and I don’t even have to ask to know what he is talking about.

  “I say we start with one and see how it goes.” I hadn’t really given much thought to having kids before Sean. Sure, I knew I wanted them one day…

  “I want two,” he says lazily, like he’s picturing it in his head. In my mind I can see a little girl with her father’s eyes. The thought makes my heart squeeze. A little child—a perfect mix of both of us. I couldn’t think of anything more beautiful: both of us getting the family we always wanted, a family that would be filled with so much love I’m not sure this island could hold it all.

  “Two sounds nice.” I agree. I wonder how we’ll handle things on the island with children, but I’m sure Sean already has everything mapped out. If there’s one thing I know about him, he’s always three steps ahead.

  It’s a comforting thought, to know he’s already making plans to keep us safe and happy.

  “I don’t care if it’s boy or girl, or what order they come in. I know I just always wanted a sibling.” The words don’t sound regretful. Maybe they would have at one time for him, but now we have a family. No need to long for one because it’s already here. For all we know, one might be growing in my belly right now.

  “Me too. But that could’ve made it hard to be swept away to your private little love island.” That’s probably the easiest part of this whole thing. We aren’t leaving anything behind. There are no wishes for our lives before, or what could have been. We both had nothing to stay for. I had asked Sean to make sure Harper was taken care of. She might not have been a good friend, but she had moments, and I didn’t like the idea of her hurt. He’d just smiled at me and said he was happy I still had that sweetness inside me. He was happy he hadn’t washed it away from me.

  “Ours,” he says, talking about the island. He closes his eyes, enjoying my fingers running through his hair.

  “Oh, yes, I forgot that I’m married,” I say dryly. I had only found out I was married yesterday, along with finding out my new identity. His eyes pop open and narrow on me.

  “You don’t want to be married to me?” His eyebrows furrow, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling at the half-scowl, half-pout on his face. I can already see our children pulling that look, too.

  “Guess you’ll never know. What’s done is done.” I push a little more, intentionally trying to get him worked up. I like to get him going. It always turns out so delicious when I do.

  Before I know it he’s flipping me, and I land right on his lap, so I’m straddling him, almost nose to nose.

  “Say you want to be married to me.” He grip my hips, his fingers digging in. I give him a half-smirk.

  “I want to be married to you.”

  “Damn right, you do,” he growls, before taking my mouth in a deep hungry kiss. He flips me over onto my back as he rubs his hard cock against the thin material of my swimsuit.

  “You like your ring, little fox?” he asks after he pulls back.

  “Ring?” Then I feel it on my finger. A smile spreads across my face as I realize he just slipped a wedding ring on my finger out of nowhere. This guy is some kind of crazy magician, but he’s utterly adorable about it.

  “I love it,” I whisper against his lips, still smiling from ear to ear.

  “You didn’t even look.”
r />   “Don’t have to. You put it there. It’s perfect.”

  Flipping me again so I’m on top of him, he grabs a hold of my hips, and my hands land on his chest to keep me upright. My eyes land on the ring. The sparkle is nearly blinding in the sunlight. Just like I thought: perfect.

  It’s a round diamond on a gold band, but the rock is enormous—big enough to scare birds away. My man is always making a statement.

  “You can’t flip me around like this when I finally get knocked up.” I’m not sure how he does it now. I’m not a tiny girl, but he’s pretty big himself. He carries me around like I weigh absolutely nothing, and it makes me feel so small and delicate. He also bought me only bikinis to wear, so even if I am shy about my curves, he gave me no choice but to show them off.

  “I just want you on your throne” He emphasizes what he means by dragging me across his cock and staring up at me.

  I never thought I’d be this girl. In a two-piece on top of her man, laid out on a beach, and not one insecurity eating at me. My man loves every part of me.

  “I’ll proudly sit upon this throne.”

  “That a good thing, little fox, because your sweet married ass is going to be on it a lot until I plant my baby in you.”

  “What are you waiting for?” I ask, before leaning down and taking his lips with mine.

  Chapter 25

  Sean

  I walk into our master bathroom, looking for Tessa. We were lying out on the beach earlier, and I’d had enough of looking at her in that tiny bikini. I needed to get it off her and bury my face between her legs.

  As I walk in, I see she’s bent over, looking for some more sunscreen under the sink.

  “I found it, Sean,” she says, still bent over, not turning around to look at me.

  “I found it, too.” I don’t take my eyes off her ass as I approach her, stalking over to her silently and kneeling behind her

  When my hands go to her hips, she jumps a little and then laughs.

  “What are you doing back there?”

  “Whatever I want, little fox.” I pull the strings on either side of her waist, letting the bikini bottom drop to the floor. “Spread your legs.”

  I can hear the rough sound of my own voice. It’s thick with need, just like my cock. But my mouth is watering, and I need her on my tongue when I take her.

  She does as I ask, stepping wider and letting me see all of her. Licking my lips, I look at her tight pink pussy already glistening for me. I reach up and spread her ass cheeks and look at her back hole, wanting all of her exposed to me.

  I lean in and nibble on her fat ass cheeks, biting slightly as I move closer to where I want to be.

  “Sean,” she moans, leaning over further and giving me everything I want. She’s all mine, and she knows it.

  Dragging my tongue to her center, I lick her damp pussy lips, tasting her sugary sweetness. She’s warm and wet, with just a hint of salt from our swim in the ocean.

  Moving up, I dip my tongue inside her pussy, feeling little clenches around the tip of my tongue. She wants me inside her, but I need more from her first.

  I grip her ass cheeks tighter and bring my tongue to her little asshole, making her shiver. She tenses up a little, and I pull back, kissing her cheeks again. “You won’t deny me, will you, little fox?”

  “No.” Her whisper is so quiet, I almost don’t hear it, but she gives in to me like I knew she would. The trust between us is strong, and she knows I would never do anything to hurt her. Even after everything we’ve been through, she would allow me to have her body any way I wanted. Because I always make sure whatever I’m doing will only give her pleasure.

  I move back to her asshole and give it a few licks, tasting her sweetness there and helping her to relax. I press my finger against her tightest opening, applying a little pressure and letting her know what I want.

  I kiss my way back down to her clit, licking her there and then finally sucking her into my mouth. Her loud moan echoes off the bathroom marble, and her tight ring relaxes, letting my finger penetrate her.

  As I suck on her clit, I move my other hand to her pussy, rubbing two fingers in and out of her wet channel as the finger in her ass slowly starts to move at the same rhythm.

  Tessa grips the counter and pushes back against me, seeking to meet my strokes. I can feel both her holes clenching, wanting more of me and loving the feeling.

  After I take my mouth away from her pussy, she lets out a long whine. “Patience, little fox. I need to put my cum in you again. It’s been over an hour, and I can’t get you pregnant if you keep walking around and letting it slip out.”

  Moving to stand up behind her, I pull my sticky hand free from her pussy, licking my fingers clean, and then use them to untie my swim trunks. Pressing the tip of my cock to her opening, I keep working the finger in her ass, wanting her to have as much pleasure as possible.

  When I thrust inside her tight cunt, she clamps down on me, letting me feel every ripple of her need. My thick cock barely squeezes into her tightness, and I start to work it in and out of her.

  “Oh, God. That feels so good. I think I’m going to cum.”

  Her pulses get faster, and I let out a little laugh. “I’m usually the one who can’t hold on to my cum when we make love. Hang on, baby. I want to enjoy it for a bit.”

  “I can’t.” Her breaths are coming quickly, and she’s pushing against my cock and finger. It’s as if she’s fucking me and trying to steal her orgasm.

  Smack.

  My free hand comes down on her ass, leaving a little sting behind. It does nothing to stop her orgasm, the low moan from her throat letting me know she’s even closer to the edge.

  I press another finger into her ass, and there’s a quick intake of breath. But her hesitation lasts only a second before she’s back to pushing against me, begging for release.

  I’ll never deny her what she wants, so I adjust the angle of my hips and give her the pressure she needs to cum.

  “Fuck!” she shouts, and it’s music to my ears. I know if she’s saying that word, then she’s too far beyond her boundaries of pleasure. She’s not thinking about what she’s saying; she’s just enjoying the feeling running through her body.

  She clenches around my fingers and around my fat cock as her orgasm takes over and she peaks. Her screams of pleasure ring through the bathroom, and it all brings me to my own orgasm.

  I thrust into her one last time, emptying myself into her tight cunt, hoping that she’s opening for me and letting my seed take root. She’ll be bred, and I don’t care how many times I have to do it.

  After the last of my cum has been pulled from me by her clenching pussy, I pull out and move my slick cock to her back entrance.

  I remove my fingers and press the head of my cock to her ass, pushing against her hole and seeking entrance.

  “Just a few strokes, baby. I won’t waste cum in your ass, but I want to feel it. Let me in, little fox.”

  I hear her gasp and push back against me. The head of my cock pokes through her tight ring, and the lube from our orgasms makes my entrance easy.

  I slide in slowly, letting her adjust as I go. It only takes a few moments before she’s totally relaxed and taking me all the way to the base of my cock. My balls press against her sticky pussy, and I feel her warm sugary syrup coating them.

  I hold my cock in her ass for a few seconds. I want to enjoy the feeling of being in her ass. “I won’t cum, but I need to know that I’ve claimed it as mine. Every part of you.”

  I push into her before pulling out slowly, then push in one final time. I will always prefer the warm welcome of her wet cunt, but I just needed to have this hole, too.

  Pulling out slowly again for the final time, I leave the tightness of her ass and rub my palm over her asshole and pussy, gently petting the soreness away.

  “Let’s take a shower, baby.” I kiss her back and pull her with me into the shower, letting the hot water and bubbly soap wash us clean.

>   Once we’re clean, I carry Tessa out of the shower and dry her off. I grab a simple cover-up for her and some loose shorts for me. We dress and walk down to the part of the island that’s shaded.

  There’s a big cabana on this side of the island, which gives us privacy, but also a perfect view of the sunset. It’s got a cover over the top and long silky panels that allow us to remain unseen, yet it still feels like we’re outside.

  I hold her to me as we lie in the cabana and watch the sun set. The peaceful calm between us is all we need. I steal little kisses and touches as we silently hold one another, just enjoying our perfect little paradise.

  It’s then time for dinner, so I scooping Tessa up and carry her on the path back to the house. When we get to the dining room, I place her in the seat beside me and sit down next to her.

  “Are you always going to carry me like that?” She looks at me with her big golden eyes filled with love and happiness.

  “Yes, Tessa. I will carry you, love you, spoil you, adore you, and worship you for the rest of my life.”

  A blush hits her sun-kissed cheeks, and I lean down to place my lips on them.

  It’s amazing what we’ve been through and how far we’ve come in such a short time. People would probably consider us crazy, but if they felt even a tenth of what I feel for her, they would understand. I can’t put into words exactly what she means to me, so I just have to keep showing her, over and over. If that’s what it takes to show her what I feel inside, then I’ll gladly do it.

  Pushing a stray hair out of her eyes, I look at her and think how impossibly insane it is that I found her. That all my hopes, dreams, wishes, and love can be wrapped up in one person. I never intended for my life to end up this way, but it’s more perfect than I could have imagined.

  I started out as the thief, but Tessa stole my heart.

  Epilogue

  Tessa

  3 months later …

  “I’m going to have to start running an extra two miles a day if Marie keeps this up.”