Page 115 of Stone Seduction
“Yes.”
He sat down on the sofa, spreading his legs. He curled his fingers around his shaft, his gaze pinning me.
“What—”
“Climb on,” he commanded. “I wanna see you bounce.”
He didn’t need to order me twice.
TWENTY-NINE
Asher
Liquid hips.
Man, Lukey boasted some amazing liquid hips.
He worked them hard, holding my shoulders for leverage. My toes curled to the max, my cock thrumming with ecstasy.
I could do this all night.
His eyes never left mine, those glossy lips parted, sending his incredible moans my way.
I loved hearing his pleasure, watching the glow of his face, his hold on my heart an incredible vice.
Connected to me, this moment was ours and ours alone. Vivid colors dancing, painting our feelings, my body singing with every second of this.
Gargoyles didn’t require lube or anything like that. Our bodies adjusted to the moment, my cock fitting Luke perfectly.
Diamonds of sweat glistened on his forehead, on his neck. I licked them, wanting every drop of my human.
He wanted more of me.
I wanted more of him.
What came next? Would we havethetalk? Would we properly take things a step further? This didn’t feel like a marked-with-benefits situation. It never did.
Luke upped his intensity, falling forward to press his forehead to mine as he worked those hips hard, his ass a velvet vice. I lifted my hips, making sure I didn’t leave the perfect place until the last possible moment.
“Shit…” I whispered. “Shit, Lukey…”
He moaned, crushing his lips to mine. His tongue slid in to meet mine, his sweat dripping onto my cheeks.
“Fuck…” he panted into my mouth, trying to keep his lips on mine. “Fuck…” His eyelashes fluttered.
My balls prepared for a second explosion, the heady rush toward the grand finale in full swing.
I’d had my share of sexual encounters, but this transcended them. This was special with a special guy. More loving, more exquisite.
Closer now.
So, so close.
His light stubble rubbed against mine as the kiss broke. He leaned back, driving himself down harder than before, his moans a wild delight.
“Lukey…”
“Oh my God… Oh my God… Oh my… Fuck!”
