The mythical necklace that went missing when the first wife supposedly took it before she and her lover were murdered. "The staff recently found some old papers and letters of Sarah's hidden in the wall of her room. My sister works as a volunteer and was telling me all about them. Those must be the papers they are talking about reading. But they haven't told anyone about those."
"So it would have to be someone who works at the museum or someone close to that person."
I nod not wanting to think of someone my sister works side by side with as being capable of hiring these guys. I look down to check my watch. Adam should be here in a little under fifteen minutes. We just have to wait and stay safe until then.
I look at Saff standing at the end of this big four-poster bed, her hands wrapped around one of the posts. "You should get comfortable."
She looks from me to the bed and back to me again. "On that bed? Isn't it...illegal or something to touch the museum exhibits."
I softly chuckle and walk over to her. I was trying to keep my distance but it's impossible to keep away from Saff. I grab her around the hips and lift her to the bed so there is no way she can argue with me. I like the fact I can pick her up and put her where I want her.
"Cooper," I like that too, how she calls my name out like she's shocked or surprised by what I've just done. "We shouldn't be here."
I know she's talking about being on the bed but I want to make sure she knows this thing between me and her isn't something to fight against or argue about. "This is the only place I want to be, little one."
Before she can correct me, I have her mouth under my own. When we kiss something magical happens. It's never been like this for me. It's a lot like coming home, that feeling you have when you can finally be completely at ease with yourself and your surroundings. It's more than I have ever felt with another person before.
She falls back on the bed, and I follow her down. What else can I do but follow? Now that I've found her, there's no way I'm letting her out of my sight. Her arms wrap around my neck and she meets me halfway when I start kissing her again. I'm back where I've wanted to be since I first landed here - back where I belong - between her sweet thighs.
Her mouth teases over my chin and nips my jawline sending zings of pleasure to my cock. I lose focus on what I am supposed to be doing, and what I am waiting on and I'm hyper-focused on the woman lying under me. I follow the line of her body down until I reach the edge of her skirt and the soft skin of her outer thigh. Son of a bitch, skin this soft should be illegal. Thank God I carry a gun. I'm going to have to threaten everyone within looking distance not to try to touch this velvety softness.
My hand travels up her leg until I come to her hip and the band of her panties. These little panties she's been seasoning for me are going home with me tonight even if she doesn't. I would much rather have her though. I brush my hand over the swell of her ass and the heat and wetness that she is keeping for me.
When I find her wet and needy I lose my mind. Who gives a shit about bad guys when this little thing is in need? I run my fingers up the center of her and delight in the soft moan she gives me. She doesn't pull away or ask me to stop. She grabs me and kisses me harder. Soon I'm running my fingertips in between her soaked channel.
I put my hand over her mouth so she doesn't get loud enough to alert the burglars that we're in a bedroom. It kills me to have to keep her quiet. I want to know how loud she will get for me. I kiss down her neck to the soft curve at the top of her breasts and then I'm pulling back from her, unable to wait for us to reach a safe place before I take my taste of her.
I drag her to the side of the bed and hit my knees for this queen. I wait with held breath as I flip her skirt up and wait for her to give me the go-ahead. I'll stop if she tells me to...okay, I'll try to change her mind but if I can't, I will most definitely stop. She doesn't ask me to stop or even slow down though.
I press her thighs further apart and kiss up the sides. "You're going to have to get used to having these pretty legs stretched wider, little witch."
A chill goes up her body and I love watching it course through her. I push her even further apart so I can fit my shoulders between her legs and run my nose up the damp gusset of her panties. With my teeth, I move the thong aside so I can reach the creamy treasure underneath.
"Oh my God!"
I pull away from kissing the heart of my girl so I can remind her we have to be quiet. "Cover your mouth with your hands, sweet witch. I don't want to have to kill someone before I finish my meal."
She slaps both hands over her lower face and I go back to eating my fill. I take my time. Running my tongue up and over both lips before I use it to split her apart so I can plunder her secret spot. I stiffen my tongue to work her clit harder and am rewarded with her jerking her hips up and following my mouth wherever it goes.
Having Saff, my sweet little virgin temptress's legs on either side of my head as I plunder a never-before hidden paradise, makes my dick swell until I'm pretty sure it's a certified medical condition...what is the Latin name for blue balls? I bury my face in my lady's warmth and let out a deep, soul-felt moan that sends shivers coursing through Saff.
Her body tightens and tenses around me, her thighs fighting against me but only because I'm giving her so much pleasure. She doesn't want me to stop...her hand is on the top of my head pulling me closer to her and her hips are working over my tongue. I'm fucking dipping this witch costume in bronze and keeping it forever. Not only is it the outfit I first met her in but when she breathes heavily, like she is now with me, her tits all but pop out of the cups leaving me with a tease that is so much more than any treat I have ever gotten in my life. The more she arches the more I'm gifted with.
Until both of us are moaning and Saff tenses to give me what I worked so hard for. I raise my hand to help her hold hers over her mouth as she cries out and cums on my tongue. I lick it all up not wanting to waste a drop when I hear a sound break into our syncopated heavy breathing. It's a light tap but I hear it loud enough to crash over the calm Saff put me in. I just made my angel cum for me like a dirty girl and my partner picks that exact moment to show the fuck up.
I slide her panties back in place and help her sit up enough that I can help stuff her very bountiful breasts back in the tiny corset she's trying to hide them in. I drop one more kiss on her lips before I tell her we're about to be interrupted rather abruptly.
"My partner's here, Angel."
I see the moment realization breaks through and her eyes go from a sleepy, satisfied haze to fully alert and more than a little shocked. I help her to her feet before I move to the window to let the biggest cockblock on the planet in. If I didn't need his help with the people downstairs....
Chapter Eight
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Saffie
Oh my sticky candy! What the hell did I just let happen? It's not really the what that is throwing me so much as the where. I can't believe I let Cooper...during a hostage situation no less. Armed men are right down the hall from us for holy fucks!