“You were here to take this. If you’ve heard the story, I’m sure you know its value.”
She makes a sudden dash to move past me, but I snatch at her wrist, and this time I prepare myself for a swing of her fist, and grab it before it can impact on my jaw.
“Nice try.” I quickly spin her around so her back is against my chest, and when she eventually stops struggling against me and accepts that she’s overpowered, I take the necklace back out and dangle it in front of her face.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I whisper into her ear, ensuring that my lips brush against her skin. The way her body relaxes and sagsinto mine is so fucking gratifying that I almost forget how angry I should be. Touching the precious stones against her skin, I fix the back so it sits upon her neck.
“How does it feel?” Her breath hitches when my lips graze against her skin again, and my cock stiffens in my trousers.
“Heavy,” she tells me, swallowing thickly as she tries to compose herself. I can feel her heart beating through her back, rapid and frantic like a rabbit in the headlights.
“A thief turned princess.” I laugh into her ear, before sinking my teeth into her lobe, and causing her to make the most addictive little moan.
“Tell me your name,princess.”
“No.” She shakes her head defiantly
“Tell me your name!” I growl as my hand slides up between her tits, grasping her around her dainty throat, and ensuring those pretty diamonds cut into her skin.
The girl remains silent, still trying to hold her nerve.
“You know, the commissioner of police is just down those stairs with his wife. I could always ask him to come on up, and open an investiga?—”
“No!” She loses her cool in an instant, her voice coming out desperate as her body tenses tighter. “Please…You can’t do that. I…I have people who rely on me. I…” She uses all her strength to spin her body so she can face me and plead with those crystal blue eyes.
“Did you expect to steal from me without consequence?” I stare right back into them.
“I expected to steal from you without getting caught.” Tilting her head, her lips lift ever so slightly into an arrogant smile, and it makes me want to teach her a fucking lesson.
“Well, here you are… caught, with nowhere to go. What will I do with you?” I crease my forehead while I contemplate my options.
“We could just pretend this never happened.” She turns on the charm, batting her lashes as she slides her hand up behind my neck and delicately scratches her nails over my skin.
“Wecould…” I lean in so our lips are almost touching, so close, so tempting, before I still.
“But that's not going to happen,” I assure her, feeling her breath brush my lips as she sighs in frustration.
“Look, your lordship, or whatever… You can’t involve the police. I’m…” She bites down on her lip like she’s holding onto something.
“You’re…?” I urge her to continue.
“I’m on parole.” She slides her hands up into her hair and grips it tight.
“You are in quite the predicament, aren’t you?” I laugh.
“Don’t mock me. You have no idea what my story is.” She shakes her head and huffs a laugh of her own, and I hear the pain inside it.
“What's your name?” I ask her again, because not knowing it is driving me crazy. I want her to tell me her story. I want to know everything. But I’ve got a hunch that she won’t give up that information freely.
“I think it gets you off better not knowing my name.” Her eyes drop between us to where my cock is pressed hard against her stomach, and she smiles seductively.
“You're not going to fuck your way out of this,” I warn her, and this time I’m not ready for the hand that flies up and slaps my cheek, catching me by surprise and stinging like hell.
“I’mnota fucking whore!” She points her finger in my face and makes her point very fucking clear.
“Just a desperate thief,” I remind her, causing rage to spark in her eyes.
“Listen, I can’t go back to jail. Like I said, there are people who count on me. I’m sorry. I know what I was doing here iswrong, but desperate people do desperate things.” Her chest is rising and falling like she’s about to have a panic attack, and I feel the strongest urge to make her calm again. I just don’t know how.
