Page 40 of Sinner's Ransom: Taken
Montgomery was too far gone. His levels of ecstasy were already reaching highs that were unfamiliar, and Stone had barely touched him. “Please.”
“See. Saying please isn’t so terrible, is it?” Stone traced the length of Montgomery’s jawline with his tongue.
Montgomery arched into him, seeking his heat. “Please.” It had become a chant that he couldn’t stop muttering. For a word he’d barely ever said before, it felt like a prayer to him now, as though if he said it enough, Stone would give him what he wanted.
The tip of Stone’s tongue curved around his ear, and then he sucked the lobe into his mouth, his teeth nibbling on it. “You taste so good.” His hot breath tickled Montgomery’s skin.
He grabbed Stone’s hands from his collarbone and raised them to his neck. He swallowed when they wrapped around it and closed his eyes.
Stone clicked his tongue at him. “I thought I decided what’s best for you?” As if to make a point, his fingers trailed away from Montgomery’s neck and down his collarbone again. They traced around the bottom of his pectoral muscle and went lower.
Montgomery’s breath hitched, and he waited.
Stone’s hands cupped the back of his knees and shifted them until they were bent, his feet flat on the mattress. “I want to fuck you.”
Montgomery wasn’t going to argue with that. Instead, he whimpered.
Stone reached over him to grab a bottle of lube off the bedside cabinet, and Montgomery watched him, unable to tear his eyes away from the movement of Stone’s muscles under his skin. They rippled and tightened, and it made his mouth water. He wanted to taste and suck on every available inch, to make his mark.
Montgomery grabbed his knees, pulling his legs back and giving Stone a view of where they both wanted him. How long had it been since he’d had sex? Since he’d been kidnapped. It would hurt, but the thought made his skin prickle. Hewantedit to hurt.
As though Stone read his mind, he said, “I’m not going to prep you. You’re going to feel every inch of my dick tear you open.”
Montgomery chewed on his bottom lip and he nodded, pleading with Stone with his eyes. Yes. He wanted that.
Stone dumped a dollop of lube on his erection, which hadn’t dwindled at any stage, and wrapped his hand around it, tugging. Montgomery couldn’t tear his gaze away from it. Flushed and hard, he wanted it so badly that it almost hurt.
Stone threw the bottle to the side and gripped the back of Montgomery’s knees, shoving his legs back and exposing him further, not that Montgomery cared. He wasn’t the kind of guy to feel shame.
“Fuck,” Stone muttered under his breath, but it was loud enough for Montgomery to hear. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Montgomery’s body felt like it was on fire. His nerves were alight, buzzing under his skin until it almost felt uncomfortable, and his stomach squeezed in anticipation. He held back the urge to tell Stone to fuck him. He wasn’t in charge this time.
But Stone didn’t make him wait long. He lined his thick cock with Montgomery’s hole and grinned down at him. “This is going to hurt.” He didn’t wait for a response. The head of his cock speared Montgomery apart as he slowly pushed in.
Hurt was an understatement. It was agony. His hole clenched around the erection, trying to push him back out, but Stone only pushed deeper. A mixture of pain and pleasure rushed through him and a long, hard-pressed groan escaped through his lips. Yes. No. His mind was torn between the two opposite feelings, but soon they melded into one, and when Stone’s balls had finally settled against him, Montgomery was flying higher than he had when he tried ecstasy for the first time. Who needed drugs when you had this kind of pain?
Montgomery threw his head back, panting and whimpering, his one-word prayer louder. He didn’t think life could get any better than this, the stretch of Stone’s thickness in his ass, the feel of his hard body blanketing his own. Except, he was proven wrong when Stone’s hands curled around his throat, squeezing.
Holy fuckballs.
Montgomery’s tightly closed eyes flung open, and he stared at Stone, begging. “Oh fuck, yes!”
Stone smiled down at him smugly with those gorgeous lips. That asshole knew exactly what he was doing. “Like that?”
Montgomery moaned.
Then came a high-lust-fueled frenzy. Stone fucked into him like a professional, spearing Montgomery apart. Between the burn of the stretch and the squeezing on his throat, he was positive he’d died and gone to his version of heaven. Every touch, every grind, and every kiss against his lips had him whining and groaning. He was sensitive everywhere Stone touched him and he wanted more. He wanted it all.
Stone’s hands tightened around his neck and breathing became difficult. The stars burst in his vision as his lungs screamed for air. It was perfect and exhilarating, and he was already so close that he thought he’d cum before they’d barely begun.
He gasped, but to no avail. His chest felt like it was on fire, and sweet, scary panic blended with excitement churned inside him.
“Look at you, so beautiful.” Stone’s hot breath teased his ear, his deep, velvety voice making Montgomery’s toes curl. His legs felt weak, so he hooked them over Stone’s shoulders to stop them from falling. “Scream for me.”
Montgomery didn’t think he could, but he damn well tried. It came out strangled because his throat was raw, but it drove Stone forward harder and faster, the slap of his balls against Montgomery’s skin echoing through the room.
Stone released his neck enough that Montgomery could suck in air. He shifted his legs so he could wrap them around Stone’s waist instead. While the release of pressure was only for a short moment, Montgomery wanted to feel them tighten around his neck again. He was so close. So fucking close.
