Page 24 of Softer Than Stone
“Nngh.” He exhaled and swiped his tongue over his bottom lip, leaving it shiny and just begging to be kissed.
“What then?” I pushed, a glutton for punishment, and apparently needy as fuck and wanting to know if he was on the same page I was.
“Then,” he all but whimpered, “we go again the next day, and the next, and every single fucking day of the week, the month, the year.”
“Fuck.” I couldn’t resist any longer, I slammed my mouth to his, drinking in his groans, sliding my tongue against him, wanting his words to be our reality.
But we could make it work and figure this out.
“Okay,” I mumbled breathily before coming up for air and pressing my cock against his slick entrance. “Nowthatwe can do.” I slid home, pausing for a second to commit the moment to memory.
As far as I was concerned,Speed 2should never have happened. Annie and Jack totally had the chemistry that could last a lifetime. As I eased out before pistoning my hips and pulling every delicious moan from Chris that I could, I just knew he was worth the risk.
