Page 38 of Sinner's Ransom: Taken
“Yeah. How much for the night?”
The rent boy didn’t ask any more questions. Logan had learned to keep his mouth shut. “A thousand.”
“You’ve gone up in price.”
He shrugged. “I know you appreciate that I only open my mouth for you.”
Stone snorted. Logan’s intelligence continued to surprise him. He knew how to work his clients, and Stone could appreciate it. “A thousand it is. Get your cute ass up to the bedroom. Take the one on the left. Not my bedroom.”
“Why not yours? Don’t you love me, Stone?” Logan threw him a leer over his thin shoulder but headed upstairs. His ass swayed in those leather pants, teasing Stone with every step he ascended. It wasn’t hard to deny that his dick hardened, but this time it wasn’t because of Logan. He imagined Montgomery in those pants, using his ass to tease Stone. Montgomery had a nice ass, all bubbly and tempting. He wanted to sink his teeth into it, claim it as his own.
Shaking the thoughts from his head, Stone followed Logan upstairs. He hovered in the doorway of the bedroom, staring at the rent boy who was already lying on the bed. His boots had been kicked off, but the leather pants were still on. He spread his legs, the outline of his hard dick visible for Stone’s appreciation.
“Are you going to stand there or fuck me?” Logan crooked his finger and grinned. “Come screw me into this bed, big boy.”
Stone glanced at the door down the hallway, the one with the bedroom—his bedroom—where Montgomery was currently tied to the bedposts. He could pay Logan the thousand bucks and tell him to go home, because maybe this was a mistake, but he thought better of it. The mistake was what he felt for Montgomery. This obsession was dangerous, and he couldn’t risk their chance to get money from Booker, to get revenge, for a nice piece of ass.
Stone smiled at Logan. “Get those leather pants off.”
Montgomery’s teeth hurt.Hell, everything hurt. He didn’t think chewing through the ropes would actually work, but he’d already nearly made it through one tied around his wrists. All he needed to do was chew a little more and then his hand was free. He’d have to discuss the quality of rope with Stone. If he wanted to kidnap someone, he at least needed better equipment, the kind that his prisoner couldn’t chew through.
Finally, the rope fell from his wrist and he made a noise of triumph. Using his free hand, he untied the other, then his ankles, and slipped off the bed. The soles of his feet twinged in pain when they touched the hard floor, and he hissed. Chewing on his bottom lip, he tested the knob on the door. It opened. Clearly Stone didn’t think he’d manage to get out of his ropes.
He slid into the hallway and made it two steps before he heard the moaning. It was loud, vibrating around the hallway, and it sounded like it was coming from the room a little farther down. It was too loud and high-pitched to be Stone’s, but something akin to jealousy prickled at his spine. It had to be Stone in there with whoever whined like a porn star.
Montgomery knew what he needed to do: just keep walking outside the house. By the time Stone was done fucking whoever it was he had in there, he would be long gone. It was a clear decision, but he still lingered there in the hallway. His fingers twitched at his side, an anger licking at his insides. He didn’t consider Stone his because the asshole was his kidnapper, but some sick, twisted part of him hated that he was touching another man.
Montgomery crept closer to the door. It was ajar, wide enough that he could peer into the room. A pretty, young man with long blond hair crouched on the bed, his hands and knees pressed into the mattress, Stone behind him. Stone’s hands gripped his hips. His cock wasn’t inside the other man yet, but he stared down at the ass he was massaging, like he was considering it in that moment. Sweat soaked his long neck and chest, and he panted quietly as though they’d already been doing something. Kissing. Blowjob. Who knew?
The sight of him made Montgomery lose his breath for a split second. Stone’s handsomeness was a mystery to him. He’d had men like Stone in his bed before, but something about the strong, calm man called to him. The way he looked, flushed and turned on, was just as beautiful as Montgomery imagined, except it wasn’t some strange whore in Stone’s bed when he had envisioned it.
The blond whimpered Stone’s name and reached back, touching Stone’s hand on his hip. “Yes, put it in like you always do. Fuck me hard. You’re so big.”
Stone chose that moment to look at the door, and he stared straight into Montgomery’s eyes. He smiled, a slight curve of his perfect cocksucking lips, and he lined himself up, ready to fuck into the man beneath him. The son of a bitch was messing with him.
Something snapped inside of Montgomery. Any thoughts of escaping fled his brain and he slammed the door opened.
The whore’s head jolted up to look at him, but by the time he could react, Montgomery was already beside him, tugging him off the bed with his fingers wrapped in the strands of soft blond hair.
Montgomery dragged him off the bed. Stone didn’t seem to mind what was happening. He sat back on the mattress, curiosity dancing in his blue eyes.
“What the fuck? That hurts!” the whore shouted as Montgomery dumped him on the floor beside the bed. He touched his head where Montgomery had grabbed his hair and glared up at him.
“Who the fuck are you?” Montgomery snapped, his fists curled at his sides. He had to stop himself from surging forward and strangling the pretty man.
“I could ask you the same question,” the slut spat. He redirected his glare to Stone. “What the fuck is this? Is this some sort of sex play? That’ll cost you extra.”
Montgomery’s eyes widened and he threw a look of disbelief at Stone. “You pay for fuck boys?”
Stone rested against the headboard of the bed, his legs crossed and his arms folded over his chest. His cock stood hard between his legs, and he clearly had no shame about it. Not that he had anything to be ashamed of. Montgomery needed to get his mouth and ass on that meaty flesh.
“I want release,” he said calmly.
Montgomery huffed. “With this thing?” He waved his hand in the whore’s direction. “I could find more interesting fuck boys in the ghetto.”
“Excuse me?” The other man shoved himself to his feet, his own cock softening. “I’ll not be insulted by some rich kid who’s been hand-fed his entire life. I know who you are.” He paused, running his gaze over Montgomery carefully. “You don’t look like much of a prisoner to me.”
Montgomery rolled his eyes. “You tell him about your criminal business? Are you really that stupid?” he snapped at Stone.
