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kisses across her breast, then up along her clavicle, before burying my teeth in the side of her neck. Her hot, wet center clamped down on my shaft almost painfully, and I buried my hand in her hair, yanking her head back so I could bite and kiss my way up her neck. I sincerely hoped she didn't have a business meeting tomorrow because those marks were going to be a bitch to cover up.
    I could feel myself reaching the edge, but I wasn’t going to end without my pretty guest reaching her climax first. It was a matter of pride. I excelled at whatever I did, including sex.
    I rolled my hips into her, eliciting a sharp intake of air from between her kiss-swollen lips. Pressing my mouth back to hers, I yanked her hips to me and rolled until she was on top. A startled little sound escaped from her ruby lips, and I smirked up at her as she straightened.
    Damn that was a nice view.
    “You’re terrible,” she half-gasped, half-moaned, head tilting back as I surged my hips up into her.
    “Your body would say otherwise,” I shot back, my thumbs rubbing little circles along her sun kissed skin. “But if I’m so bad, I could always stop…”
    “No!” She let out a giddy laugh and twisted her hips, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through my body.
    Damn, she was good. If I hadn't known any better, I would've thought she was a pro.
    I sent her a crooked smile before pulling her down into another heated kiss. Our tongues twisted together, fighting for dominance. I kept one hand on her hips as she moved them, my other hand moving to her breast. I rolled her nipple between my finger and thumb, tugging and twisting even as she writhed above me.
    It didn’t take long for her breaths to shorten, and I could feel her heart pounding against my palm. I moved my hand from her hip and found her engorged clit easily. She cursed as I pressed my thumb against her, then cried out when I started to make circles against it. She fell forward, her body stiffening, muscles clenching around me. A wail escaped as she came and the sound was enough to push me over the edge. I grunted, holding in my own exclamation since I wasn't entirely positive that I would've said the right name.
    She collapsed on me, and I rolled us to our sides so we could come down from our post-coital high together, but without feeling the need to cuddle.
    I didn't do cuddling.
    “That was amazing,” she breathed, her chest rising and falling appealingly.
    I grinned at her. “You weren’t half bad yourself.”
    “Thanks.” She smiled back. “Mind if I slip into your shower and clean up before I go?”
    I quickly tried to remember if I had any valuables in my bathroom. I was fairly sure it was safe if she turned out to be inclined towards the five-finger acquisition way of life. I didn't think that was the case since I was usually pretty good at spotting my own kind.
    Plus, I appreciated the fact that she didn't even debate the fact that she wasn't staying.
    “Sure, knock yourself out.”
    She pressed a kiss to my nose, then slid out from under the sheets. I took note of her slightly wobbly walk with pride. I tried to keep my head on the level, but even I wasn’t without hubris. Besides, what was wrong with taking pride in my ability to please the fairer sex?
    Once she was out of the main room, I rolled over and grabbed the remote from the nightstand. I flicked on the tv and turned to the late night news. I didn't think anyone would find out about the theft for a couple of months, but I wasn't arrogant enough to think surprises didn't happen. I always watched the news after a con, if only to make sure I'd made it out clean.
    “Breaking news,” the pretty reporter said. “Our local Museum of Art and Culture is currently at the center of what could be a targeted strike by a large art theft ring.”
    I sat up straighter but didn’t panic at this news. Yes, it was a surprise that they’d discovered the switch so quickly, and I briefly wondered how they’d managed that.