How To Catch A Crook

by Linda Verji

  But she wasn’t done with him.

  With fast movements, she unfastened his belt then unzipped him. He almost jumped out of his skin when she stuck her hand right below his boxer-briefs and cupped him.

  “Fuck!” He threw his head back as sensation after sensation throbbed through his body.

  She was squeezing him, stroking him, killing him. He was so immersed in his pleasure that he didn’t even realize that she was moving until she got off the counter. When she turned them so that he was the one leaning back against the counter, he couldn’t even summon the energy to ask what she was doing. He just reveled in the feel of her touch on him.

  Somehow, someway, his pants and boxer-briefs disappeared. Soon, he was just as naked as she was. Even then he couldn’t think straight; only feel and watch. The sight of her hand moving up and down on his throbbing tool was spell-binding. Her hand moved down to the base of his cock, then began to caress his balls. Christ! The electric prickles that immediately swept through him were almost too much to handle. Gritting his teeth, he held on tightly to the edge of the counter and mentally counted sheep. If she kept up with this, he’d erupt in her hands.

  But the worst wasn’t over.

  She suddenly lowered herself to her haunches.

  Instinctively, he knew what she was about to do, so he tried to stop her. “Sin, don-”

  He was too late; she was already flicking the tip of her tongue over the head of his cock. When she dragged her tongue along his length, his protests died a quick death. How could he say no to what she was doing? He’d never felt this intense kind of pleasure before. It got even better when she took him into her mouth.

  “Oh, Sin!” he moaned as he opened his eyes into thin slits. Her head was bobbing up and down. With each downward stroke her mouth engulfed almost half his length, then back up again. Over and over again. She tried to take all of him but when she couldn’t she used her hand to stroke what her lips couldn’t.

  “Fuck! Fuck! Aaah…” He was in heaven. He was in hell. His eyes were closed and his jaw clenched as he struggled not to scream because of the intense sensations racking his whole body. He was gripping the counter so hard, he was surprised his fingers didn’t break.

  Using her mouth and her hands, she pushed him right to the edge until he was certain that another second of this would mean his demise. But he couldn’t let that happen. This was their first time together after so much time apart. He wanted to be inside her when he broke.

  “Come here,” he growled as he pushed her head away from his groin.

  “I’m not done yet,” she protested as her beautiful brown eyes met his.

  “Later,” he promised before fitting his hands beneath her armpits and lifting her to her feet.

  Once she was standing, he turned them so that she was facing the mirror and he was behind her. When her voluptuous buttocks brushed against his rock-hard length, his cock immediately jumped in appreciation. Sin smiled at him through the mirror then wiggled around until his knob was trapped between her cheeks. If he wasn’t already as hard as steel, that would’ve done it.

  When she rocked up and down, squeezing and caressing him at the same time, his breath caught in his throat. She was trying to kill him, wasn’t she? But oh, what a delightful death it would be.

  Grinning despite his pain, he slapped her ass. “Stop teasing me.”

  “Ow!” She pouted back at him through the mirror but didn’t stop playing with him. This little tease!

  Only common sense kept him from shoving himself deep into her right then and showing her the consequences of playing with fire. He took a minute to grab a condom from the drawer beneath the counter and strap up. Once he was sheathed, he came back.

  “Up!” he ordered harshly.

  “Hmm?” Her eyebrows arched and her eyes widened in question.

  “Leg on the counter,” he commanded.

  She obeyed promptly, setting one leg on the counter and sticking her ass out so she was completely open to him. He could see everything; her plump brown lips, the moisture wetting them, the nub winking above and the slit just waiting for his cock. Stroking his cock, he edged closer to her then guided the head between her swollen lips. She was watching him in the mirror, but when he pushed his rigid member in, she closed her eyes and her mouth fell open.

  “Shiiit,” Worth groaned as he pressed forward through the snug, wet opening. “Fuck!”

  It felt so good to be inside her. So damn good. How the hell had he lasted for four months without her? He must’ve been crazy to keep away for so long. Aching for even more pleasure, he pushed more and more, very slowly, until his cock was buried in her to the hilt.

  “Wooorth,” her whimper melded with his growl of pleasure.

  Christ! This must be what it felt like to be in heaven. Every inch of him was being squeezed, milked and stroked by her warm velvety insides. The world around seemed to disappear as every cell in his body focused on the delicious sensation of being part of her. Having her was better than any drug he could imagine, and he wanted more.

  He started to move.

  SIN WAS IN hell. Her whole body was on fire, burning up. The sensation of having Worth moving inside her was more intense and more delicious than anything she’d ever experienced. She wanted to tell him to stop, she wanted to tell him to do it harder, yet all she could do was moan.

  “Worth… Worth… Wor… ah… aaah!” Her moans echoed in the bathroom to meld with his pants and the slapping sounds of his body meeting hers.

  Now that they were together, she realized that she’d missed him even more than she thought. And she’d missed this. Had he always been this thick and long, she wondered as he pushed more of himself into her. Had their lovemaking always been this intense? It felt like the fire licking at her nerves was much hotter today.

  She bent further until her breasts brushed against the cold marble and threw her hips back to make him go deeper inside her. My goodness! He was brushing against every sensitive nerve with each hard stroke. A flush spread over her body as heated sensations circled her and the throbbing between her thighs intensified with each stroke.

  In and out. In and out.

  As he plunged in and out of her body, his hands encircled her waist. One hand reached upwards to squeeze her breast in rhythm to his hard pumping. When his cock hit the top of her womb, it almost felt like getting zapped by an electric current.

  Ah! There. Right there!

  She threw her head back in a keening cry that resounded in the bathroom. Her cries only got louder as he pounded into her. When he suddenly pulled out of her completely, she cried out in protest.

  “It’s okay, sweetheart,” he soothed as he turned her around to face him. “It’s okay. I got you.”

  He soothed her with soft kisses as he caught her just under her thighs and picked her up. She expected him to set her on the counter so they could continue their delicious activities, but he didn’t. Instead, he turned with her in his arms and started for the door.

  His cock slapped against her pussy as they walked, teasing her with memories of what she’d just had. By the time he let her down on his large bed, she was shaking with wild desire. Unfortunately, Worth wasn’t ready to come back into her. Hovering over her, he pressed little kisses on the side of her face and her lips.

  “So beautiful,” he murmured as he kissed her forehead, one eyelid then the tip of her nose… her cheek. “I love you so much,” he whispered before coming back to her lips.

  This kiss was different. Though desire lingered in the background, it was more tender than passionate. Almost as if he was making promises with his kisses, trying to seduce her into accepting him back with just his lips, and begging for her to love him too.

  She ached to let him know that he didn’t need to beg. That she loved him too. But she couldn’t. Not when she was planning to make this their last night together. Saying those three little words would only make it harder to part. Instead, she met him with a soft kiss of her own. She su
ckled his lips and twirled her tongue around his softly. It was her way of showing him that she felt the exact way about him even if she couldn’t put it in words.

  When he urged her to spread her legs for him, she did. He fit his lower body into the v between her thighs. He sucked her tongue hungrily as he slowly eased his cock into her. She slid her hands to his back, caressing his flesh and enjoying the way the muscles there rippled with his every little movement.

  “You okay?” Worth murmured once he was sheathed inside her. She could tell that he was straining to keep himself from thrusting by how stiff he was and how harsh his expression was.

  “I’m okay.” She spread her legs wider and canted her hips so that he could go even deeper. When he slowly thrust in, stretching her in the process, she couldn’t help her loud moan. “Aaah… that feels so good.”

  “What about this?” he murmured as he pulled out of her then thrust in with a long, strong stroke.

  “Ah, so good. So goo-” She couldn’t even finish her sentence because of the delicious sensations licking at her body.

  With slow strokes, he pistoned in and out of her body. Every second of his torment dragged her closer and closer into the white light. The world shrank away until it was just the two of them. Tiny sweet kisses, one overlapping over the other, punctuated their frantic dance.

  “Look at me,” Worth urged as he pumped in and out of her.

  She obeyed his orders and found him watching her with a gentleness that she’d never seen in his gaze before. Maybe it was that tender gaze. Maybe it was the position that was more intimate. Maybe it was the emotions roiling within them that were more intense. Maybe it was because she knew that this would be their last time together. Either way, Sin felt a weird stinging behind her eyes. No amount of self-control could leash the tears that slipped down the side of her eyes.

  Worth lowered his lips to the side of her eyes, kissing away those tears.

  “It’s okay,” he whispered as he slowed his strokes until it almost seemed like he wasn’t moving. “It’s okay.”

  No, it wasn’t okay. Would this really be their last night together? Would she just let him go after this? How would she survive afterwards? The last four months had been hell. She could only imagine how hellish the next couple of years would be.

  Oh, why couldn’t he be someone else? Her heart constricted painfully. To ease it, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and dragged him even closer so that his chest smashed her breasts. She hugged him fiercely, revealing without words how much she didn’t want to let him go. How much she wished they could stay together!

  Worth was more intuitive than she gave him credit for. He fit his hands beneath her neck and back, holding her close too. He kissed her neck. “I’m not going anywhere, sweetheart.”

  He turned his head to meet her in a deep kiss that touched every inch of her. When he increased his speed again, she pressed the soles of her feet against his butt, trying to keep him sealed to her for as long as she could. Maybe she could drag this on forever and keep him from leaving her.

  His thrusts were slow but rhythmic, heady and passionate. They got harder and more determined with each passing second until he was practically slamming into her. When he lifted off her slightly so his upper body was supported on his elbows, the strokes got harder, stronger, more fierce.

  “Ah… ah… ah…” She wanted to scream but she was out of breath so she just dug her nails deeper into his back and arched upwards to meet his strokes.

  The sensation of him jutting in and out of her and tearing her apart pushed her over the edge. She felt a familiar sharp yet delicious sensation even before she realized what was happening. By then it was too late. Even if she’d tried, she wouldn’t have been able to hide the scream that tore from her throat as her orgasm hit her. Her body shuddered, contracted and jerked as it washed over her with the fierceness of a dam breaking its banks.

  Her climax spurred Worth’s. His strokes became even more frantic, shorter, faster… faster… faster… He broke with a loud groan that echoed in the room. Boneless, he collapsed on top of her and buried his face in her throat.

  For a while, Sin was so lost in the afterglow of her release that she didn’t even feel how heavy he was. All she felt was how good it felt to be so close to him and how safe she felt when in his arms. However, soon reality seeped in. It was over now. If she didn’t leave soon, there was no way she’d ever be able to leave.

  She waited for him to head to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. While he was in there, she forced herself to sit up in the bed. Her plan was to dress up and leave even before he realized what was happening, then she realized that her clothes were in the bathroom with him.

  Damn it! She nervously wrung her hands as she waited for him to get out. As soon as he did, she tried to skirt past him.

  He grabbed her wrist. “Where are you going?”

  “The bathroom,” she said but didn’t explain further.

  “Okay.” Smiling, he let her go. “Come cuddle with me after.”

  That wasn’t going to happen! No way.

  As soon as Sin was in the bathroom, she quickly dressed up. Her dress was still wet at the side and a little stained, but she wore it anyway. At the door, she took a deep breath and steeled her shoulders, preparing for the opposition that she knew would come. No matter what he said she’d leave, she swore. She opened the door and exited the bathroom.

  Worth was seated on the bed, his back against the headboard with the covers at his waist. As soon as he spotted her, his brow furrowed. “Why are you dressed?”

  “I’m leaving.” She avoided looking his way as she started towards the door. “Thanks for the night but-”

  She never finished her words or got to the door. Worth shot out of the bed so fast that she stopped moving in surprise. Soon, he was standing in front of her, blocking her exit. Though he was naked as the day he was born, he didn’t seem to give a damn.

  Something resembling fear shone in his eyes as he asked, “What do you mean you’re leaving?”

  “Exactly what it sounds like.” She skirted past him, knowing that if she stayed any longer, she’d break.

  However, Worth wasn’t willing to let her go. Before she’d even moved two steps, she felt his heat behind her. A moment later, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders from the back while his other hand closed around her waist, keeping her sealed to him, unable to move, unable to leave.

  “Don’t go.” He tucked his face into the crook between her neck and shoulder. “Don’t go.”

  “I have to,” she said. Already she could feel tears building at the back of her eyes. “Please Worth. Let me leave.”

  “No.” His arms closed tightly around her, like chains binding her close to him. “No.”

  “Worth, I already told you that I can’t do this.” Her stupid tears had started to spill. It felt like there was a stone clogging her throat as she added, “We can’t do this.”

  “Why not?” He turned her to face him. His expression was already harsh but when he saw her tears his frown deepened. With an unexpected tenderness, he brushed his thumbs over her cheeks to wipe her tears. “Because you’re scared that we won’t work?”

  She didn’t say anything but her answer was obvious.

  “You don’t need to be scared.” His gaze was so intense it felt like he was burning a hole into her face. “Trust me… it will work. We can work.”

  “But your reputation-”

  “I don’t give a damn about my reputation.” His expression softened into a smile. “All I care about is you.”

  This man was crazy. Did he even know what he was talking about? She sighed in frustration. “Why are you insisting on bringing me into your life? Why would you do this? What so special about me that you’d risk everything like this?”

  “Everything about you is special to me.” He grabbed her hand by her wrist, and his thumb brushed against her pulse. “Everything.”

  His words warmed her up, but they
were not enough to ease her resistance. “That’s not enough of a reason for you to do this. You’re being ridiculous!”

  “What’s so ridiculous about loving you?” He watched her. “Can’t you just give us a chance?”

  Oh, she wanted to. God knew she wanted to. But she couldn’t, could she? Not when she already knew how this would end.

  “Just give me a chance,” he went on before she could answer. “I promise I won’t make you regret it.”

  “I’m not the one who’ll regret it,” she reminded him. “You’re the one with everything to lose. You’ll regret it.”

  “No, I won’t!” he insisted. “How could I possibly regret being with the woman I love?”

  “Worth, please don’t make this harder.” She brought her hands up until her palms were on his upper arms. If he weren’t already so much stronger than her, she would’ve shaken him. “I don’t want this. I’m not interested in a relationship that is going nowhere.”

  “Who said it’s going nowhere?” He frowned. “I want everything. I want us to date on the premise that we’ll get married.”

  “What?” Shock ricocheted through her. She hadn’t even gotten past the idiocy of their dating and he was already thinking marriage? Yup! He was crazy. Certifiably nuts!

  “What did I you think I came for?” He canted his head to study her. “Isn’t that what normal couples do?”

  “We’re not normal. How can we date like normal people? How can we get ma-” She swallowed convulsively. Even the words were hard to say let alone imagine. “How can we get married? We’re not normal.”

  “Of course we’re normal.” Worth stared at her like she was the one talking crazy. “We love each other and sometimes we hurt each other. Isn’t that what it means to be normal human beings? A normal couple?”

  She huffed in frustration. “You’re deliberately misunderstanding me.”