Page 85 of Sticks and Stones
When she cupped his balls and stroked his dick with her hand, he couldn’t focus.
Instead, he moaned.
“Consider that trip a date, Mr. Leonard. I fully expect you to show me exactly what kind of fucking you think I deserve.”
God.
He wanted that so damn bad.
What he craved was that moment. Like when they were away for Christmas, she toyed with him, getting him wickedly wild, and the sex…
It had been off the charts hot.
Who knew he had a kink where she played flirting wife, and he played wild husband teaching her a lesson?
But he had it.
The mere idea of someone admiring what was his made him insane.
And dangerous.
As her ME, Chris let her lead, but when they were off duty, he had needs that had to be met. They came out as soon as he realized what he could lose.
HER.
“I love these moments with you,” she admitted. “All work and no play makes Bethe a very dull girl.”
Wasn’t that the truth?
Granted, some of the hottest sex they had was while working, but still...
“Then feel free to play,” he said, as she toyed with his dick and balls.
Already, his need to cum was at front and center, but it would have to wait until she was done with him.
He was Elizabeth’s playground.
When she licked the tip of his erection to catch that bead of precum, his heart skipped.
“I love you,” Chris said, his eyes filled with nothing but absolute devotion. “Thank you for being mine, Elizabeth. I’m a lucky man.”
His words always hit her in the feels. If only he knew how fortunate she was to have him.
She was the lucky one.
Period.
For now, it was time to show him. Oh, and show him she would.
Big-time.
With a rough stroke of her hand, Chris’ body shook.
“Let me show you how much I want you,” she said, grinning wickedly.
Chris was not saying no to that.
At her touch, his head dropped back, and a moan escaped his lips. All he wanted was her hands on his body, and her mouth doing truly wicked things.
