The Heist (10 page)

Lee drew on his cigar but said nothing. Her eyes went to the bed. He had clothes laid out for her and something else: a sable coat.

“What’s that?” She pointed.

“A gift. Your bonus for a job well done.”

She hesitated then strolled over to run her hands over the long chocolate hairs of the fur. “Not into dead animals, so I’ll take my payment in cash with the promise that you will never lay a hand on Sasha again.”

“Payment? You know it will take time to unload those stones.”

“Not my problem. Don’t insult my intelligence. You can pay my tab with change to spare.”

Lee rose. When he stepped out of the shadows, she again took note of how handsome he was. Not the boyish, Ken-doll handsome. No, his appeal was in his strength. His squared-jaw, trimmed with a thin beard that connected to his goatee. His dark, thick brows hooded the clearest blue-green eyes she had ever seen. And the bass in his voice, even when he whispered, projected energy and power that attracted her undeniably to him.

“I guess you deserve your monetary compensation.”

“Is my sister safe?”

“I told you, give her a call.”

“No, if you say she is, then I believe you. What are you without your word?”

He touched her hair. “Should I get a driver to take you home? Give you a chance to further consider things?” He traced a finger over the lapel of her kimono. “All things.”

Michelle held his stare when his gaze lifted from her partially exposed breasts. “Why don’t you tell me what it is you really want?”

“I think you know….”

“I prefer to hear it from you all the same,” she said.

His hand caressed the slender length of her neck before he pulled her close. “You were good tonight.”

“In spite of your attempts to sabotage me?”

“I had to test you, I had to be sure. Though you were in no danger. My men had you covered the entire time, beautiful. Believe me.”

“And?”

“And I’m wondering if you ever disappoint. I mean…if you’re good at other things, too.”

“
Now
you’re curious?” Michelle scoffed. “As I remember it, you had no taste for my talents outside of stealing for you.”

“What can I say? I’m a changed man.”

“You actually think I would screw you after you kidnapped my sister, forced me to risk my life and steal for you, then try to rob me of my freedom? You don’t know me at all, Lee.”

“No, I think you’d screw me because you want to. You’ve wanted to since you were sixteen.” Lee chuckled. “Let’s not pretend you haven’t considered it tonight.”

His comment stung. His rejection of her when she was nineteen still burned a hole into her pride. She knocked his hand away. He came closer. She froze at his pending kiss. His lips stopped just a breath away from hers.

“I’ve always been partial to chocolate, you know that?”

“Too much of it isn’t good for your health. Anyone ever tell you that?”

“What can I say? I like living dangerously. Will you go or will you stay? It’s the last time I will ask,” he said, his breathing shallow, his gaze a shadow under his lowered lids and dark lashes. The man was walking heartbreak. She was powerless in the face of its temptation. Michelle pulled at the opening to her robe. Lee’s eyes went below, gleaming at the sight of her. She let the soft fabric drift from her shoulders, and then she dropped her hand to her hips, posing for his inspection.

“How do you like your women, Lee?” she asked, taking a step back. Owning the seduction was only the way to not become a victim to it. She turned and sashayed over to the bed, stopped, then faced him again.

He remained transfixed on the area above her knees and below the diamond in her navel, not her face. Just as she thought, he wasn’t anyone to fear. He was just a man. Michelle picked up the sable and put it on. She rubbed the side of her face across the fur on the collar. “Do you like them meek? Submissive? Or are you into kink? A spanking, maybe?”

Lee dropped his hands in his pockets, finally meeting her challenging stare.

“What? Nothing to say?” she teased.

She dared him to move toward her, and he did just that. But not bewitched like most men, no; his sly, amused smile threw cold water over her seduction. Suddenly she felt like that nineteen-year-old virgin humiliated by the way he rebuffed her charms. Michelle frowned at him once he stopped in front her.

“I like my women desperate, angry, confused, and a little turned on, but repulsed by their feelings for me. Feelings they can’t explain. All the things I see in you.”

He grabbed the collar of the mink. The action jerked her forward. His eyes were a blue flame, sending heat through her. “I want to get inside of you so bad. I think I’ll take you on top of this coat first.” He snatched it off her shoulders and tossed it to the floor. Michelle’s heart lurched madly. Her throat itched, burning dry. Lee chuckled then; a cruel yet naughty smile spread over his face. “Then once it’s over, it’s out of our system. I’ll make love to you like I should have all those years ago. Before the night is over, you will know the difference.”

“I don’t have feelings for you.”

He moistened his lips, his gaze lowering to her exposed cleavage. “Of course you don’t. I blew that chance. This one is all on me.”

His hand went around her waist. Slow and easy, he ran his open palm down the middle of her back as she faced him. He held her gaze. He lifted her chin with the tip of his index finger with his free hand. First, he brushed his lips across hers. It did strange things to her heart, nearly sending it into arrest. She inhaled his cologne, the brandy on his breath, and the sharp, citrus scent of his cigar. The tip of his tongue traced the seam of her lips, forcing them to part. His hands went to her ass and he forced her to her toes, crushing her into him.

***

Lee couldn’t catch his breath. He found her too delicious for words. He devoured her in a kiss and the burn for revenge extinguished like a blown-out candle flame. She didn’t resist, she didn’t flinch or turn away. In fact, she held to his neck, threading her fingers into his hair as she forced her own tongue deeper into his mouth. Lee liked it. A lot. He nearly breathed words of gratitude against her lips between the kiss as he eased his hand down over her hip to rub her soft thigh. He brought up her left leg, and he hooked it around his waist, forcing her to rise on her toes and press her sex up against his groin.

“I’ve waited so long for this,” he groaned. Lee placed his hands under her arms and lifted her to spin her before lowering her onto the sable before the fireplace. He stood over her, undoing his belt, watching her. Her beauty held him captive. The flawless, even tone of her rich, brown skin, the supple perfection of her breasts, tipped with chocolate nipples he longed to suckle, and that smile. He was a goner for that smile.

Michelle made his suffering worse. She parted her knees. With one hand, she massaged her left breast and twisted her nipple to a swollen ripeness. She eased the other between her thighs and stroked the plumps lips of her sex with two fingers, teasingly slow, baiting him, driving him crazy with the need to know her, all of her. He’d have to make her pay for that.

***

Lee slid his belt through his pants loop and snapped it. Michelle blinked at him but didn’t shy away. He drew down his zipper, dropped his slacks and underwear, then stepped out of them. His shirt was open, revealing his tanned chest. Kneeling before her, he reached for her arm then grabbed her other hand and wrapped his belt around her wrists.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“First we fuck, remember?”

“Don’t, Lee...I don’t want to be restrained.” She sat up to resist.

He tightened the belt around her wrists and pulled it snug. “I thought it was what
I
wanted,
Chocolat
? Have you changed your mind?”

Michelle winced at the tight bindings, and then lifted her eyes to his. The pause lengthened between them. She gave an upward toss of her chin and faked confidence. She decided on his wants instead of hers for a purpose; one she kept guarded. Slowly, she lay back into the dark fur.

Lee followed. He took hold of the loose free end of the strap and forced her arms back and over her head, causing her breasts to lift. “You're mine. It's time you understood what that means.” He gave another tug to the strap, and she winced as her breasts bounced. “It’s all about my wants and your needs without thought of consequence. Something like me wanting you back in the game and you thinking pussy would convince me to let you out…without consequences.”

“I—”

He put a finger to her lip to silence her. “Don’t deny it, sexy. Please don’t misunderstand me; I’m grateful for the privilege. Oh yes, and the things I have planned for you. You will enjoy it. Let me share what fucking will be for you. It’s possession. And not just this hot sexy body you’re offering.” He eased his hand between them and touched her wetness. “I will posses all of you. The parts you should keep away from a man like me.” He slipped his thumb in and scraped her tender walls with his nail.

“Because it’s all about you, right, Lee?” Michelle sipped at air through clenched teeth. His thumb that was only buried an inch deep drove quivers through her inner thighs. His chuckle was her only answer. His thumb withdrew. Next, he gripped his cock. He sat back, while she remained with her thighs splayed apart. He stroked its length, rubbed the wetness from her sex over the angry bulb of his dick, until the tip glistened at its dimpled center.

***

His muscles tightened from his restraint as thoughts of her full lips covering his cock consumed him.

“What about me, Lee? Are you going to make me just watch?” Her sibilant whisper raked him like the brush of long nails along his skin. Her eyes, as dark as onyx, burned sexier than any jewels he’d ever scored. Her long-lashed lids lowered with desire. Despite her protests, she was equally turned on. “Let me taste,” she pleaded and he nearly forced his cock into her mouth. But he held his cool.

Although he was filled with caution not to get snared in her web, he felt himself weaken. He would finally have her. “Don’t you worry about it, sexy, I’m coming for you.”

He continued to stroke himself like a fat man at a buffet, debating where to begin. He zeroed in on her breasts, full globes with plump, swollen nipples. Lee waffled over whether to taste them before or after he dipped his tongue in her quaking channel.

Decisions…. Decisions
….

The diamond in her belly button sparkled at him. He dropped forward with one hand, unable to tear his gaze from her jewel. He brushed his nose over the neatly trimmed hairs on top of her mound. He fought off a dizzy spell from the faint scent of her arousal. His thumb found her clit; the soft flesh so swollen it peeped out of her folds. Using two fingers, he gently pinched it. Michelle gasped and moved her hips. He opened the lips of her vagina, lowering his face once more; he admired her pink, glistening jewel.

Lee smiled.

Oh, she’s mine, and she knows it
.

***

Michelle struggled. The leather strap burned into her skin; she rubbed her wrists together to ease the discomfort. She tried to concentrate on the
why
rather than the
what
, and
how
he was going to deliver on his promise. That was what she told herself when he pushed back the underside of her thighs and she helped to raise her labia to his mouth. Lee groaned in appreciation: the warmth of his breath escaped his flared nostrils and washed over her quivering clitoris. Michelle lifted as best she could with her arms tied above her head to see his face descend. Lee’s tongue was masterful in the way it teased then pierced her pulsating hole. She shuddered helplessly. How was
this
fucking? She didn’t understand. Why not just take her and be done with it? Why not release her wrists and let her join in?

Lee blew on her clit before taking it into his mouth. Gasping, she arched her back and locked her thighs to his face. She refused to scream, no matter what he did to her; she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of complete surrender.

Lee fucked her with his agile tongue, forcing her to thrust her hips toward his face. With another swipe along the walls of her labia, he broke her thin wall of resistance. She crumbled under the weight of another orgasm so powerfully delicious and bit down hard on her lip drawing blood.

Suddenly he was on her, pushing the head of his cock into her body, forcing his length into her with repeated shots of his hips. Michelle tried to move her arms to touch him, but they were forced back. Restrained, she had no choice but to submit to each blow until she was filled with him. The cushion of the sable caressing her backside mixed with the sensation of his cock-jerky thrusts in and out of her channel sent ribbons of pleasure through her veins.

Mercy
, she thought, betraying her vow and giving in. His tongue was a flickering flame across her skin, blazing a trail of sensations once he tasted, sucked, and kissed under her neck.

“Oh Lee, wait...wait....”

He shot his hips forward once more, forcing her to take several more inches. Her inner walls clenched, tightening and holding onto him as her back slid up and down the mink. He relentlessly thrust in and out of her, a force that had her grinding her teeth. “You're mine,
Chocolat
…you feel it?”

She turned her head away from his kiss, trying to catch her breath, but he captured her lips once more.

“Harder….” She panted into his mouth. “Fuck me harder!”

He nodded and gripped her ass, drilling into her. Gasping and holding on, she was about to announce her impending orgasm when he withdrew. Michelle opened her eyes, dazed. Lee rolled her to her stomach and it all made sense. On her knees, bent forward with her wrists bound, she felt him enter her channel from behind. As if plugged into an electric socket, her body tingled; his cock hit every nerve, every erogenous zone.

Michelle grunted. She worked her hips, enticing him. Lee thrust himself balls deep. His thrusts became more erratic, less controlled from her hip movement. He knelt with her, claiming her with long powerful strokes. He then ran his tongue up the curve of her spine. It was wrong and yet so right. He squeezed her clit and she nearly collapsed, but he held her firmly with his arm circling her waist. When he twisted her nipples, she again had to bite down on her tender bottom lip. He kept going and she kept coming, never believing this kind of pleasure was possible.