Page 69 of Property of Stone
Her bare feet padding on the wood floor was easier to pick up the closer she got.
Oh yeah.He might be her late-night snack. Or a way to quench her thirst.
His dick twitched in anticipation.
Her breathing had a hitch to it. She was probably debating whether fucking him would be a mistake or not.
He could honestly say it would be.
Because once she had a piece of him, she’d never look at another man the same again.
He snorted.
Fuck. Busted.
He opened his eyes to see her standing only inches away, wearing the loose PJ bottoms and very tight tank top she normally wore to bed. No light was needed to see herdiamond-hard nipples trying to punch a hole through the cotton.
As he opened his mouth to ask her what she wanted, Taryn jammed a finger against his lips and shook her head.
Hot damn.If she wanted to play it like that…
He was game.
She would get what she wanted. He’d get what he wanted. Both would be winners.
He smothered his grin.
He knew she’d eventually want a taste of his skills but hadn’t expected it to be so soon. He figured he’d have to work for it, and he’d been willing to put in that work. Little did he know that the simple kiss earlier would do all the heavy lifting for him.
Her wanting him to stay silent confirmed she didn’t come downstairs because of an emergency or to have a conversation. She wanted action, not words.
Only, they couldn’t fuck right out in the open on the couch. Not with the kids upstairs. Despite Sunny witnessing a lot of shit she probably shouldn’t whenever she was at The Castle, Stone made an effort for that shit not to include him.
Catching her father pounding pussy might scar her for life.
And as for Taryn’s son…
No.
If Wren caught them, Taryn would never forgive him. Even though Stone wouldn’t be the only one involved, he’d be blamed for her kid needing years of therapy.
But if he didn’t find somewhere private to go, this wouldn’t go far.
He considered their options.
A closet. That would be tight.
Her Honda or his truck, since they were parked in thegarage. That would be inconvenient. Plus, they wouldn’t hear the kids if there was a problem.
Or...
She gasped softly as his hand shot out like a striking cobra and captured her wrist. Within seconds, he was on his feet, pulling her back through the front foyer to the other side of the house.
The downstairs bathroom might not be huge, but it had a lock and more space than any of the closets. The ability to watch himself in the mirror as he fucked her would also be a bonus.
Still without a word between them, he steered her into the bathroom and released her before closing and locking the door.
When he flicked on the lights and turned…
