Thief of Mine (10 page)

“An Acquisition Merchant.”

“Do you have gold embossed business cards printed with the
title?” Stella could imagine Kit handing them out to those he thought suitable
of his time and attentions.

Kit found it interesting that Stella was taking the whole “acquiring”
business in her stride.

“The people who need to know how to find me do so without me
advertising.” His was an exclusive clientele. Their privacy was carefully
maintained. Everyone Kit dealt with was vetted carefully. He wanted no slip-ups.

Stella didn’t have to be a genius to know that Kit was very
good at what he did. He was so cool and calm discussing it all as if it was the
local fruit and veg shop he was running.

“So how long have you been doing this?” Stella watched as he
quickly scanned what appeared to be dozens of emails on the screen. She knew
looking over someone’s shoulder at personal information was not considered
polite, but to hell with that. She wanted to know more and Stella always
believed there was a sliding scale to politeness. You could justify a lot of
nosiness that way.

“At least fifteen years.”

Wow. Stella was in and out of jobs at the drop of a hat.
Fifteen years was a long time. It confirmed her suspicion that he was good at
what he did.

“How old are you?”

“Thirty-seven.” Kit would happily tell Stella anything to
maintain her interest in him.

“So at twenty-two you decided to forget about university and
become a thief…sorry, an Acquisition Merchant. Is there a degree course for
that?”

“My father did it all his life. I learned from him and when
he died I took over the family business.” Kit still missed him.

“I’m sorry about your father.” Stella had seen the sudden
pain in his eyes. You never got over losing people in your life. Not that she
had ever had anyone in her life to lose. Though the inevitability of losing Kit
was not something Stella wanted to contemplate at that moment.

“Yeah, me too.” He stopped his typing and looked at the
woman who was so suddenly interested in sharing. “What’s the Stella Rowallan
story?” Kit wanted to know everything about the woman he had fallen for.

“Nothing much, I’m thirty-three, I work in a job I hate and
I am paying off a mortgage. Standard, boring story everyone has.”

Kit knew there had to be more. Everyone had a story.

“Family? Friends? Pets?”

“No pets and you ‘know’ my best friend Simone of course.” It
was hard to believe such a lot had happened in one day. She had walked in on
Kit and Simone and now he was at her home. “As for family, I am sure
biologically they exist somewhere.” She saw Kit’s puzzled look. “I grew up in
foster care. My biological mother was apparently a teenager who left me to the
authorities because she couldn’t cope.” Stella saw the sudden sadness and light
of understanding in Kit’s eyes. “It was the smart thing for a teenage kid to do
and it probably worked out better that way.”

That explained a lot to Kit. Stella Rowallan had probably
never been loved. No wonder she couldn’t believe his sudden declaration of love
for her. He would make it his duty to give her the love she had missed in her
life.

“That’s sad, princess.”

“No, it’s just life, and life happens all the time.” It was
definitely time for another change of subject. “Any emails from customers?”

Kit knew that door on that subject had been closed and
wouldn’t be opened in a hurry by Stella.

“Nothing interesting except several warnings about Camille.”

“I forgot about her.” Being with Kit scrambled her normally
adequate brain functions.

Kit grinned at her.

“Great sex will do that to you. You forget everything else
around you.”

“Did you?” Or was she the only dope here?

“The sex was fantastic but no, I need to be aware at all
times.” It was what kept him alive and relatively trouble free. “It takes a lot
to make me completely oblivious to my surroundings.”

Stella arched her eyebrows at this statement.

“Really? That sounds like a challenge.” She enjoyed a
challenge when one was offered especially in such a confident “won’t happen to
me” way.

“No challenge, it’s just the way it is.”

“So, I could do anything to you now and you could still
concentrate on your emails?”

“Yeah, anything at all.”

“Interesting…” Time to test this thief of hers.

Kit watched as Stella slowly dropped to her knees.

“What are you doing?”

“I just want to see if what you claim is correct, lover boy.
So don’t mind me. Just keep on working…if you can.” Stella crawled under the
desk and grabbed his fly, zipping downwards.

Kit smiled at her actions. That she was initiating sex
intrigued him.

“I am more than happy to oblige you in a moment princess.”
Kit felt her pull his cock out of the opening. At the touch of her hand it
stiffened further with interest. He rolled the chair back and looked down at
her. Would she? He knew he wouldn’t be able to concentrate if she did that.
That was beyond any power in the galaxy.

Stella leaned forward and licked the tip of his cock. She
heard a loud groan emanate from Kit. Excellent. She slowly flicked her tongue
over the smooth, hard surface. She had never seen the point of doing this to
any man before as no man seemed worth her time or effort. But Kit was
different. She sucked down hard on the swollen tip.

“Holy bloody hell!” Kit still couldn’t believe this was
Stella Rowallan on her knees with his cock in her mouth sucking him as if he
was a lollipop. He grasped the chair arms and gave into pleasure…stuff the
emails. The fact she still had on her glasses on turned him on even more.

Stella let the tip of his cock pop out from her lips. It was
shiny and hard. She looked at Kit. His eyes were focused intently on her.
Stella decided to push him a little bit further. She opened her mouth and took
him all the way into her throat, sucking hard and gently massaging his balls in
her hands as she did.

“Oh princess.” The sucking was going to undo him completely.
So much for his self control. He had none whatsoever when it came to this
woman. “I am going to come in your mouth.”

Stella sucked harder in response. She was aware and she didn’t
mind one bit. It made her feel hot and powerful. As he ejaculated into her
mouth, she swallowed the strangely salty, musky fluid down.

Kit tried hard not to yell his head off as Stella sucked him
dry.

Stella stood up and licked her lips and looked at Kit. He
was flushed and wild eyed. The emails were forgotten and his attention was
solely on her.

“I’ve never done that before. But that was interesting and I
think you learnt a lesson, lover boy.” Added that that Stella hadn’t gone
against her plan not to have sex with him because technically she hadn’t. Best
of all, she had proved a point to the Acquisition Merchant. Stella turned to
walk away to leave him to his emails.

Kit launched forward and made a vain grab for Stella. As far
as he was concerned, this moment wasn’t over until his lady came as she had
made him come.

Stella dodged Kit’s move and dashed up the hall. It was only
a half-hearted attempt to escape him. She wanted Kit to capture her and make
her submit to him. So much for her good intentions of not having sex with the
thief again. The man was in her blood and her blood ran hot at the thought of
what he could do to her.

Kit followed eagerly, shucking his trousers and shirt as he
went. That Stella admitted she had never sucked any other man to completion
before made Kit’s heart swell with love and pride and good old fashioned lust.
He wanted her, and he knew the feeling was definitely mutual.

“Oh princess, you’re not escaping from me now, not after
that. “ Kit easily caught her and tackled her to the carpeted floor. He pinned
her down with a knee on either side of her hips and rubbed his groin against
her slowly.

Stella was a little surprised Kit wanted her so soon after
spending himself so completely in her mouth. The few other men she had been
with before had never been able to rise to the occasion again so quickly. But
the growing evidence of his cock proved he was no spent force. But then, he was
like no other man.

“I’m tired, Kit.” That was a lie. Stella wanted to see what
he planned to do to her.

“That’s okay, I’ll do all the work.” Kit whipped her shorts
and panties off together.

The man obviously had practice is getting a woman naked.

“Kit…” Stella felt her legs being lifted up and parted as
Kit sat back on his heels and pulled her forward. She knew what he planned to
do. “No one’s ever…”

“I know, so enjoy it, princess.” Kit tongue dipped into the
deep folds between Stella’s legs. He felt her tense up in reaction. “Relax…”

“How can I when you’re licking me…oh…like that?” Kit’s
tongue found and slowly lapped at the small hidden bud between her legs. Stella
screamed loudly as his lips descended and sucked hard on the nub of flesh. “Are
you trying to kill me?” she moaned as his tongue continued flicking back and
forth across the tortured flesh. She wanted to come badly.

Kit grinned as his mouth left her pussy and he stared at the
woman thrashing before him. She still had her glasses and shirt on. It was
wildly erotic to him that only her lower body was completely uncovered and
under his control.

“Do you want to come, princess?” Kit asked just before he
slid his tongue into her vagina.

Stella had never imagined anyone would ever do this to her
before. It was a completely different sensation from having a hard penis
inside. It was more ticklish and teasing. It would never compete with a penis
but it was an exciting alternative.

“God yes, let me come.” Stella would do anything to have Kit
fully inside her. She pulled his head from between her legs. “Please Kit,” she
begged.

Kit pulled her into his arms.

“Well, climb on board.”

Stella needed no further invitation as she straddled his
hips. She pulled her shirt off over her head and flung her bra to the floor.
She grabbed Kit’s hands and put them on her breasts where they belonged.

Kit’s mouth instinctively descended onto one of her taut
nipples and he sucked hard. He knew how much Stella liked having her breasts
sucked and he was more than happy to oblige.

Stella grabbed Kit’s cock and positioned it at the entrance
to her vagina. She was hot and wet and ready to take him to the hilt.

“We have to stop dong this…” Stella moaned as she slid down
over his erect cock covering him completely. The heat and feel of him inside
her felt so good and so damned right. No other man had ever made her feel so
completely filled.

“Why? Are you afraid you’ll never want to let me go?” Kit
growled as Stella moved up and down on him.

That was exactly the reason. He was addictive. He was the
sort of man she could have beside her every day and never get enough of. But
Stella knew that wasn’t an option. She had to keep telling herself this was just
one night in her life. A fabulous, wild night of passion. but only that. To
expect anything more would be foolish. This was live-for-the-moment stuff. This
wasn’t long term commitment stuff. She knew that. The fact that Kit said he
loved her was nice, but it was not believable. No one could fall in love that
quickly. They knew nothing about each other but the way their bodies reacted.

Kit was not surprised Stella didn’t answer him. It wasn’t
just that she was caught up in the moment, panting as she ground up and down on
his cock, pushing them both to orgasm. She was scared. He knew that. And he
would work at changing that. There was no way Stella Rowallan was walking out
of his life.

Chapter Seven

“Why am I sick?” Stella answered back into the phone. Honest
to God her manager was anal. It was seven twenty in the morning. The fact that
she was doing the right thing calling in, allowing plenty of time for her
manager to run around like a wet hen looking for a replacement for her, should
be enough. Why did he have to demand an explanation? Sick was sick, it needed
no further discussion. How hard could it be for someone else to do her job? It
was not like you had to be a genius to file, photocopy and maintain
spreadsheets all day. “I prefer not to discuss it over the phone.” Wanker. As
he continued dribbling on with the whiny questions, Stella decided she had
listened to him long enough. “Fine. I had wild passionate sex with a thief and
it was so damn good that I can barely walk. Is that a good enough reason? If I’m
not having earth shattering sex with the thief again tomorrow then I’ll be in.”
She hung the phone up. Stella looked up to see Kit’s amused gaze her. “I hate
that frigging job and now I have a reason to leave.”

“Before you get fired.” Kit had never heard any one use sex
as an excuse. It was certainly different. But then, so was Stella Rowallan.

“Something like that.” Stella knew there was every
likelihood that she was going get the sack, but she would cross that bridge and
blow it up behind her if and when that happened.

“So how are your legs?” Kit looked down at the bruises he
was pretty sure he had unintentionally given her. He felt bad about that. He
touched her thigh softly. “Do they hurt?”

She had to admit it was awfully sweet that Kit had asked and
that he sounded was so concerned.

“They’re fine.” Stella did not add that the man had marked
her for life, as that was too much information for him to have. “I bruise
easily. I’ll get over it.”

They both knew she wasn’t just talking about marks on the
surface of her skin.

“We have to return the idol.” Stella had to get back on
track. The plan, in order of importance, was to get Kit to take the idol back
to the museum. Then tomorrow she would look for a new job and get over sex with
thief. All pretty obvious stuff. That was all she needed to concentrate on. Not
the man with the soft, tender look in his eyes.
Look away, look away
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