Stealing A Kiss Isn't Enough

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♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ You startled me, mister. I was just looking for the powder room when I. ..

Well, well, well. Look who we have here. I didn't know they invited thieves to art shows like these.

Very funny. Well, I don't need any excuse. I have a proper invitation.

Thank you very much. Well, I never said I was the one who was invited. Just that the invitation I stole was a proper one.

But I assure you, the hoity-toity woman I swiped this from didn't have any plans to attend anyway, so no real harm done. Though I can't say the same for you. Impersonating a security guard when you have no intention whatsoever to guard a thing for our poor esteemed host.

How cruel. Oh, please. The day you turn over a new leaf is the day you manage to steal more than a kiss from me.

Hardly. Every kiss we've shared has always been carefully planned and calculated. But if you thought otherwise.

.. Do you have a soft spot for me? Then again, the way I remember it, it was more of a hard spot.

Angle? What angle? Can't a girl have a nice chat when she bumps into a friend? I don't know.

What do you want it to be? Oh, Boo, you're no fun. So what's the job? Aren't we past the plain dumb part of the night? I want in.

Me? Steal from you? First of all, how dare you? And second of all, is it really stealing from you if it was never yours to begin with? How's this for a story? The poor, lone, defenceless woman, cornered by the big bad security guard nowhere near where he was supposed to be.

Imagine her scream. He dragged me off to this strange room and he tore my dress when I tried to get away. Besides, I've got a car and a driver waiting outside which will make it much easier to get away.

And I'm sure you'd admit you'd find that useful too. Because I know you. You always work alone.

Stubborn man that you are. It's like you have trust issues or something. I wonder why too.

So what will it be? I knew you couldn't resist my feminine charms. You really do have a soft spot for me.

So where's the mark? Is it a priceless painting? An heirloom antique? An irreplaceable gemstone? You already agreed to split the cut 70-30.

Why be secretive now? Going back on your word? 60-40? You most certainly did.

All right, all right. We'll split it evenly. 51-49.

What's the matter? You're having fun, admit it. Fine, I'll tie this over my eyes so you know I won't peek.

Fine, you'll tie it over my eyes. Honestly, what's the big fuss anyway? You just shy around beautiful women.

Go on. Ah, the old safe behind the painting trick. A bit too easy, don't you think? I'm not peeking, sweetheart.

I'm a master thief. You can tell what safe sounds like. Something the matter? Oh, really? Empty? Who could have seen that coming? Not me.

I had this little blindfold on. Now why do you assume I have something to do with it? Well, I might have been here already and taken the liberty of checking the safe.

I mean, it really doesn't take a thief of my calibre to. .. Well, of course I tricked you.

But you were just so cute with your little outfit and your little plan and. .. But look on the bright side.

We don't have to worry about splitting the take anymore. Just admit that I caught the upper hand on you. And admit you aren't really upset that your consolation prize is having me for the evening.

Am I not a prize worthy of your attention? You like this dress? I picked it out especially for you.

Well, I assumed you might appear at a place like this, where wealthy socialites let little loose in their grip on their purses. But you do like the dress, don't you? A little handsy, aren't you? Enjoying the way it tugs my body? Because I'm enjoying the way your hands are doing the same.

You squeeze my hips so hungry. You're eager to pull on my dress. Naughty boy.

Oh, why don't you go first? Lose the outfit. So obedient.

You always were good at following instructions. That's why I've constantly solicited you as a partner. Without it, your skills and my plans would be unstoppable.

But time and time again, you turned me down. You really are a beautiful man. How could a pretty thing like you end up in the ugly business of thievery? Ever consider getting out? If I can't have you as my partner, I'd happily hire you as my manservant.

You'd be arm candy, but it would be much less dangerous. You'd make much less a month, but with me, I'm sure you'd find it more rewarding in other ways. I thought not.

Having you here with me like this is plenty for now. Just a little insurance. Besides, don't you think having your wristband behind you makes this all a little more interesting? You know me.

I have my plans. And I'd hate for any of the fun to be spoiled early. So why don't you be a good boy and relax right here against this wall? Trust me, you're going to like this next part.

There we are. What I really wanted to get my hands on tonight. I felt that drop, you know.

Eager boy. And remember, you better stay quiet. Unless you want the real security guards to come wandering in.

And we wouldn't want to ruin the fun early, would we? Oh, I for one wouldn't. But I think it would be just as much fun listening to you try to hold back.

What's the matter? Is even just my tongue too much to handle? Should I go slower? I'm never through the head.

Mmm. What? You taste so good.

Better stay for mine's yours. Might be just as delicious. You're so adorable.

Are you trying to hide how good my tongue felt? Or are you just swirling around like that? Yeah, give me that.

I want that. Lock your hairs into my mouth, good boy. Don't be afraid.

I know you want me to take it deeper. Use your words and ask nicely. Good boy.

Why do you think it's so good for me? Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. I'd say I have you at my mercy.

So if you want to play games, I can always go back to just licking. Good boy. You're taking it so good from me.

I can feel those little shudders as you try to hold back. Oh, that's wrong. Don't want to give me the satisfaction of knowing I'm going to make you splurge on load.

You're really straining, aren't you? You wish so badly I hadn't tied your wrist, don't you? Because you can't do anything to stop me from taking all that one.

Come on, you're close. I can tell. I'm afraid I'm already wearing a pearl necklace tonight.

So you'll just have to come in my mouth. And I want it. Oh, and it's so badly.

Come on, baby. Good boy. Do you want some more? She's coming for me.