Chapters (50)
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Part Two
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Part Three
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Epilogue
Someone on his call asks him a question about finances and he responds, but his dark, smokey gaze never leaves mine. He doesn’t miss a beat answering whoever is on this call. Not even when I lean in and press my lips to the hot, soft flesh on his neck. I do, however, hear his breath hitch just slightly before he rights himself.
Turning this up a notch, my tongue glides from his neck, all the way up to his ear, before my teeth nip at his lobe. He’s right in the middle of speaking and hearing him stutter—albeit barely—is thrilling. He pauses his talking when one of the others on the call starts, and I take this time to whisper something in his ear, uncovering a little of what he can expect from me.
“I hope you’re good at keeping quiet, sir, because I’m about to rile you up, bring you to the brink of exploding, before I back off and do it all over again. You’re gonna be begging me to come by the time I’m finished with you.”
His large, rough hand comes up to grab my jaw, turning my face toward his. His hungry eyes narrow at me as he shakes his head and mouths, “Don’t you dare.” I can’t help the grin that slides on my face seconds before my tongue darts out, licking his bottom lip and dipping inside to taste him.
Someone on the call says his name, pulling his attention back to the meeting he’s currently supposed to be running. I take the opportunity to drop to my knees before him, and fuck, do I revel in the way his jaw drops open and his eyebrows shoot to his hairline when he watches me do so.
My open palms rub up and down his thighs slowly, sensually, and my mouth waters when my gaze drops to the prominent bulge waiting for me. Instinctively, my tongue slides across my bottom lip, wetting it, as I peer back up at Stone, who, of course, is already watching me.
There’s something so fucking sexy about hearing him ramble on about budgets and finances and reports while not being able to take his eyes off me and every move I make. I bring my face down, nuzzling into his crotch and inhaling his scent. My tongue darts out and licks along the length of his barely contained bulge. He stumbles over his words for a moment before clearing his throat and continuing on.