Page 99 of Sticks and Stones (Shadow Valley U)

A gasp escapes me when his fingers bite into my thigh, spreading me wide. I hook my leg around his back and wait for him to notice that I’m not wearing any panties. I suck in a breath when his fingers touch me. He pulls back and tightens his grip around my neck, gently pressing his palm against my windpipe.

“Are you trying to kill me?”

My teeth sink into my bottom lip, and I smile. He growls when he plunges his fingers into me.Fuck.Stone’s eyes roll into the back of his head, but he rips his hand away.

“Hands over your head.”

I do as he says because I’m too drunk on lust. The zipper at my back is loud with the tugging. He strips me out of my dress.

“Fuck.” He drags his shadowed gaze down my body.

I’m completely naked except for my silver heels. Stone undoes his pants.

“On your knees, Sticks.”

I swallow and do as I’m told because I’m pretty sure I want this more than he does.

CHAPTER34

STONE

The sightof her on her knees in front of me is too much. I run my fingers through her hair, not giving a shit that she spent hours on it. She helps me, pulling out hidden pins until her long, dark hair is loose around her shoulders.

Now she’s naked except for those silver heels, as undone as I feel on the inside.

I move both hands through her hair again, tipping her head back, and her eyes flutter. She stares up at me with those big hazel eyes. My heart gives a weird little thump, and I know in my bones I want to do more than just make her choke on my dick.

I want to marry her too.

“Stop looking at me like that.” Her voice is husky.

Her gaze drops back to my pants, at the obvious bulge there. Because she could just smirk at me and my body reacts. She undoes my belt. Untucks my shirt, her hands skimming my abdomen for a moment.

I flex for her, smirking at the way the pads of her fingers trip over my abs.

Wordlessly, she unzips my pants and shoves them down. She frees my cock and grips it immediately, squeezing the base before sliding her hand up.

I groan at the contact.

“Suck me off, Sticks,” I order.

She smirks a little, and my dick twitches. As expected.

I don’t expect her to blow me without some sass, but her movements seem almost eager as she leans forward and licks me. She takes me in her mouth, and I watch in awe. Her tongue swirls around me, and I groan when the tip touches the back of her throat.

She pulls her lips off me and meets my gaze. Her pupils are dilated, her lips wet.

“Fuck my mouth,” she whispers.

I twist her hair in my fingers and drag her back on my dick. She goes willingly, her hands going to my ass and squeezing.

Damn.

I rock my hips forward and slide deeper into her mouth. I’m lost in pleasure, in the noises she makes deep in her throat. And when she gags around me, I get harder.

Abruptly, I pull out. I yank her back to her feet and push her against the wall. She stares up at me until I hoist her up.

“Dig those heels into my ass, baby, because you’re in for a ride.”