Page 43 of Sinner's Ransom: Taken
George’s gaze narrowed on him. “No, you’re right. They aren’t. If we don’t get the money to him, he’ll probably skin us alive, literally, but he also understands how difficult Booker is being. As long as we get the money and give him his share, he won’t kill us.”
“How positive are you that your dad will get us the money?” Jam asked Montgomery from his corner in the room.
“Honestly?” Montgomery frowned, his forehead crinkling. “I’m about ninety percent sure he’d get us the money.”
“And what if you’re wrong and we don’t get it?” Salvatore growled.
Montgomery glanced at him, a wry smile creeping across his pretty lips. “Then we’re dead.”
“You think this is funny? You’re playing with our lives!”
He sighed against Stone, burying himself deeper. “You started playing with your own lives when you chose to kidnap me. I’m doing nothing different than what you did yourself.”
“There’s a difference between prison and being killed by a mob boss,” Salvatore snapped, rising from his chair. It scraped across the wood, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet kitchen.
Stone’s patience had hit its peak. They’d only continue bickering until he put a stop to it. “Enough.” He shoved his finger in Salvatore’s direction. “We’re doing this.”
He didn’t miss the way Montgomery smiled smugly at Salvatore. Rolling his eyes, Stone grabbed Montgomery’s arm tightly. “We’ll be back,” he said to his crew before he dragged Montgomery up the stairs and toward his bedroom, the same room he’d tied him up in before. He kicked open the door and threw him inside, making him stumble.
Montgomery sent him a dark, lustful look over his shoulder once he’d regained his balance. “Are you going to tie me up again?” he purred, the heat in his voice going straight to Stone’s balls, making them heavy. The thought of getting those ropes around Montgomery’s wrists heated his skin.
“That’s not a bad idea,” he growled, licking his lips. “Get on the bed.”
Montgomery grinned wickedly, and he did as he was told without any argument. Stone wasn’t sure what was hotter, though, the arguing or the complying. Maybe both had their time to shine, but right now, he loved how easily Montgomery followed his orders.
“On your hands and knees.”
“I thought you were tying me up?”
Stone’s eyebrows rose. “Are you questioning me?”
Montgomery pressed his lips together tightly before he pushed himself up on the bed, his palms and knees digging into the mattress.
Stone took a moment to appreciate the sight. Even with clothes on, Montgomery was one of the sexiest men he’d ever laid eyes on. The pants hugged his ass in all the right places, making Stone’s teeth hurt in desire. He wanted to bite those cheeks and lick him out until Montgomery was nothing but liquid beneath Stone’s attention.
“Is that your family?” Montgomery nodded up at the pictures on the walls.
The words caught Stone by surprise, snapping him out of his lust-induced reverie. He glanced at the photo of his family, of the good old days when his father wasn’t a raging alcoholic and Kate hadn’t been hooked on drugs. They’d been happy then, living in a daydream of a world where they weren’t rich, but it didn’t matter because they had each other. How quickly life changed.
Stone clenched his teeth and returned his attention to Montgomery. “It’s none of your business. Keep your eyes forward.”
“But—”
Stone glared, and it swiftly shut Montgomery up. He nodded and did what Stone ordered him to.
Stone shot forward, grabbing the rope still hanging on the bedposts. He snatched Montgomery’s wrist, tugging on it roughly, making Montgomery lose his balance and land on the bed on his stomach. Much to Stone’s surprise, though, he didn’t whine, but rather groaned. He really did enjoy the rough foreplay, and it made Stone’s dick hard. He’d always liked dirty sex, but it wasn’t easy to find someone who enjoyed it just as much. Montgomery certainly wasn’t the kind of person he expected.
Stone tied up his other wrist, then his ankles, and soon Montgomery was spread flat on his stomach, all four limbs stretched out so he looked like a starfish. Vulnerable, innocent.Fuck. Stone cupped his hard dick and heavy balls.
“Now you’ve got me tied up, what are you going to do with me?” Montgomery’s smirk over his shoulder was the icing on top. Stone wanted him then and there, to put his dick inside of him and fuck him until he screamed like a banshee.
“Keep your eyes forward,” he growled, hooking his fingers under the hem of his shirt. He tugged it off, throwing it to the side. His pants and underwear followed, and the cool air tickled at his skin.
“I’m still dressed,” Montgomery whined, his gaze eating up Stone’s naked body. They were dark and hooded, desire swimming in the depths of those beautiful irises.
“And you’ll stay dressed. I’m going to fuck you with your clothes on. Nowkeep your eyes forward.”
The apple in Montgomery’s throat bobbed, and he tore his eyes away from Stone, staring forward like Stone had ordered.
