Unexpected Sting by Viola Grace (free reads .TXT) 📕

outof town on work and have that blinding lust strike. This way, youwill at least be able to call me.”

She chuckled. He signed andpressed his thumb to the paper. She read it over once more so thatshe understood the terms, signed it, and pressed her thumb to thepage, sending a surge of magic into the contract.

The parchment rolled up anddisappeared.

Stinger looked at him, and helooked back at her. She glanced at the television. “Why don’t wefinish the pie and watch a movie. It is just after six. We havetime.”

He smiled. “We are going to bothfeel it when it is ratified.”

“Yup. Until then, there’s pieand streaming movies.”

He turned himself into her couchagain, she pulled the pie close, and got him a forkful covered withwhipped cream. He opened his mouth, and a small blob of whippedcream dropped onto his chest. She acted on reflex and licked itup.

His arm locked around her, andshe was pinned to his chest. She looked up and licked her lips.“More pie?”

He growled, and the pie liftedoff the bed and moved toward a side table, settling neatly. “Thepie can wait.”

“It can?”

He nodded seriously. “Itcan.”

She looked at him and started torun her hand over his chest, sliding her palm across his ribs andthen dragging her nails up his side. As she reached over, shepressed her breasts against him. His eyes narrowed at that.

She paused. “What? Should I headto the other side of the bed? It’s a California king; there’splenty of room.”

She turned to leave, and hepulled her back. She laughed and slid her hand under the towelaround his hips. She investigated what was causing the tent effectand flicked the fabric to one side as she wrapped him in her fist.Well, she tried to; she couldn’t quite wrap around him. He was abit too wide for her to do that comfortably. She leaned in andwrapped her lips around him, tasting the salty musk of him. Shetook as much of him into her mouth as possible and sucked as sheleaned back and went forward. He groaned, and his hips lifted anddropped with her before he seemed to remember something.

“Oh, no. You first.”

He carefully eased her from himand flipped her to her back. He slid his hands up her thighs,moving the silk as he went.

Stinger twisted as his handsmoved over her, and when he exposed her to his view, she paused.The first touch of his tongue on her was electric, and as hecontinued to lap at her, she moaned. Slow licks of fire were movingthrough her as he was taking his time. She started to arch withevery drag of his dexterous muscle against her. She grabbed thebedding next to her hips and whimpered along with the slow stroke.He gripped one of her hands and threaded her fingers through his.She tightened her fingers when he slid his tongue over sensitiveskin, and she felt the imminent onslaught of orgasm. She betherself that two more slow licks would do it, and she started tohold her breath when his tongue dragged over her and her fingerswere tense in their grip. She waited, and it seemed like the lickwas slow motion, and he was halfway through and paused. She hissed,and her body receded from the edge.

He lifted his head and restedhis chin on her pubic mound, looking at her. “You are prettywet.”

She growled and looked at himwith narrowed eyes. “You are a dead man.”

He smiled. “Why? Just because Iled you to the edge and didn’t let you fall?”

“That might have something to dowith it.” Her body was still tense, and she felt like crying.

He stroked her belly soothingly.“You don’t ever hold back?”

She swallowed. “No. It is amechanical thing for me. I have a need, I cum, the need is gone.”She exhaled a ragged breath and said, “If you are done playing, Ican grab one of the toys to finish what you started.”

“I am not done playing. Did youknow you exhale power through your pussy as well?”

She blushed. “Yes, but no one isusually looking.”

He started stroking her with hisfree hand while they spoke. He eased two fingers into her and thenthrust inward.

“Oh, that is lovely.” Hechuckled and slid his fingers again. “You are so tight around myfingers; you will try and throttle my cock.”

She ignored him as she twistedunder his grip. His hold on her hand now kept her from squirmingaway while his fingers moved in her. He leaned down and licked ather clit again, and liquid fire ran through her veins, culminatingin a rush of pleasure that caused her to let out a long, low moanas her body clasped at his fingers. He kept licking at her, whichkept waves of sensation rippling through her. Eventually, shestarted flinching as he touched her clit. He flicked it a few moretimes and then ceased.

She panted and slowly relaxedagainst the bed. He released her hand and absently sucked hisfingers. His slow push-up was menacing but really hot. He crawledup her body, stopping to bring her nipples to hard peaks, and then,he kissed her. She tasted herself on his tongue. He wrapped an armaround her and rolled to his back. “Take me in.”

She blinked and chuckled. “Iwill try; you might have to help me overcome friction.”

“You are fairly slick, but I amhappy to help.” He smiled.

She stroked his chest,shoulders, tongued his nipples, and nipped at them. When he startedto move in reaction to her touching, she kept track of it—whichslide, which caress, and which tickle set him off. She was gigglinguntil she was pressing against his erection. She knew why he wasdoing this, and she braced herself on his abs as she levered himinto place and eased onto him. He was right. She was wet. He wentin with a lot of pressure but no pain.

He sat up slowly when she hadhim inside her and wrapped his arms around her. She locked her legsaround him, and he slowly folded his legs and rose to hisknees.

She licked at his neck. “Yourturn. I got you in; you do the work.”

He chuckled and kissed her.“Yes. Ma’am.”

He held her hips and rose on hisknees, thrusting into her to