She blinks, her pupils blown, her body ready for every inch of me.
“R-Rutherford,” she breathes.
“Professional thief. Let’s go.” I release the button, scoop Milly into my arms, then break into a run toward our hotel room.
16
Milly
I hear his words, but they don’t register fully. Okay, they might, but I don’t really care. With how Mateo is with me, I can’t see him doing something terrible with his thievery. I’m sure he’s not stealing toys from children or food from starving people.
Never. I’d never believe that for one second. One thing is for certain, though: He has stolen my heart. I’m not sure that counts since I’m more than willing to hand it right over to him. Along with a lot of other things. My virginity is at the top of that list.
“Always taste so damn sweet.” He nips and sucks at my neck as he carries me to the bed.
We get distracted along the way, him pressing my back up against a wall to deepen a kiss. I love that he’s always so desperate for me. The same way I am for him. He breaks the kiss, beginning to move toward the bed again.
“You don’t taste too bad yourself.” I dig my fingers into his hair as I rub myself against him, trying to steal an orgasm for myself. He’s not the only thief.
“You’re keeping that mouth off me tonight. I need to be inside you.” He gently tosses me down onto the bed before he starts to pull off his clothes in a hurry. I’ve always wondered how Mateo is always so quick and smooth on his feet for as big as he is, but it’s his job to be, so it makes sense.
“You don’t want my mouth.” I pout, making sure to let my bottom lip puff out. He drops his belt to the floor; it hits with a loud thud.
“I want all of you, and you know it.”
I suck my bottom lip right back into my mouth because he’s right. I know he does. It’s why I’m not shy to pull the dress from my body, leaving me in the lingerie the ladies at the store helped me pick out today.
They hadn’t steered me wrong, saying one of the sexiest things about me was my air of innocence. They suggested I needed to mix that with sexy, which to them I guess meant red and white together. I didn’t know any kind of air surrounded me, but I’m going with it.
Mateo places one hand on the bed and leans in over me. His expression grows serious. I dig my fingers into the bedding.
“If you give me this, Milly, there’s no going back. You’re mine.” There is no missing the warning in his tone. I release my hold on the blanket, lifting up to be closer to him.
“Was there a moment when you would have gone back?” I don’t know why I challenge him, but I do. Maybe because I know there is no going back. At least I hope not. I’m so far gone for Mateo already.
“No,” he says without missing a beat. “I think back to that first night. If I had let you go then, I would have been tracking you right back down. You threw me off balance. I’m not used to that. But I knew from the start there was something about you, and that will never change. Even if you asked me to stop right now, I would try, but I know there would be no way I could ever let you go.”
I swallow, not wanting to cry right now. I know Mateo hates my tears even if they’re happy ones.
“What would you do then? Steal me?”
A smirk pulls at his lips as he slides his hands into my hair to the back of my head. He lifts me up higher to meet his mouth.
“I suppose I’d have to figure out how to make you fall in love with me.” He claims my mouth, not giving me a chance to respond. I don’t think Mateo cares to talk about the possibility of me not wanting him.
I slip my hands down his chest, going for the button of his slacks to remove the rest of his clothes. He rips his mouth from mine, standing to help me. The second he’s naked, he’s back on the bed with me.
“Swear I’ll replace them.”
“Wh–” My words die on my lips when he rips the panties right from my body. “That was hot,” I breathe, not caring one bit that he ruined them. He tugs at the bra next, causing my breasts to spill out. His mouth latches on to one of my nipples.
Warmth spreads through my body as tingles light up my skin. I whimper when he leaves my breast to travel further down my body. He kisses a path to my stomach, then he gets to my sex.