Chapter 9

• He drags the diamonds over my clit, making it impossible to form words. It didn’t escape my notice that he said we’re taking, which I guess is correct. I’m choosing to walk out of this house with him while wearing a shit ton of stolen jewelry, and apparently, some of that will be shoved up my pussy. I’m surprised by how much I like the idea. As if being on my hands and knees and about to get ass fucked by a thief at the function my parents dragged me to wasn’t naughty enough, now it’s going to happen with half a million dollars worth of diamonds in my cunt. All those ridiculously expensive jewels being covered in our cum and I’m guessing a tiny bit of blood from how sore my poor pussy still is. God, just the thought of it has me dripping onto his hand.
• “I see my little slut likes the idea of having diamonds in her pussy,” he murmurs against my skin, feeding my cunt the bracelet one diamond at a time. Once it’s inside, he pulls it out just enough so that part of it is dangling my cunt. My pussy clenches around the bracelet, and I moan at how foreign the sensation is and how damn naughty it makes me feel. He brings his fingers to my clit and gives me a good rub before saying, “Good girl.”
• His praise nearly does me in. I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who would like being called a good girl and a filthy slut, but there you have it. Life is full of surprises. I wonder what else he’ll help me discover about myself.