Page 150 of Steal My Heart

Rising on my tiptoes, I say against his lips, “Only one way to find out.”

The man dominates my mouth, and while I do love it, I’m not ready to concede defeat. Continuing my search,ah ha, I find what I’m looking for in his right pocket. My fingers liftthe pleating of the fabric until his watch is lifted into my hand. Moving quickly, I drop it in my pocket before giving his cock another little appreciative pat. In the blink of an eye, my hand snakes up to his chest.

Angelo breaks the kiss, his heavy eyes attempting to pin me in place. “Shall we continue to test your theory in private?”

“Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention?” Someone on stage with a mic announces, and I slip out of my mark’s arms and hurry to the exit.

In the hallway, I keep my pace brisk, my heart pounding in my ears.

A hand bands around my waist from behind, and I swallow a scream as I’m jerked inside the ladies room. The masked man locks the door, turning around with a gun in his hand.

He takes a step forward, and I take a step back, and so on, until my back’s against the wall.

“Naughty little pickpocket thought she could steal from me?” Angelo runs the barrel of his gun along the fluttering pulse of my neck. Down between my breasts. Underneath my dress, to where I’m not wearing panties. “I’m going to steal an orgasm from her.” He moves the cold steel between my pussy lips.

I know this was his fantasy, but who knew being caught would feel so damn good.