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Chapters (50)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Part Two
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Part Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. 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.