“Toilet paper everywhere. Shredded up like confetti and the dog was running around the room like he’s on speed.”
We both burst out laughing. Stone is going tokillus.
The man’s shaking his head as he wanders back to the elevator and we wait for him to be out of sight before we open the door with the keycard.
Oh my….
He was right. There is more toilet paper on the floor than seems possible.
Stone’s got veins popping in his temples. Pale blue eyes furious. And Gunnar… he’s got Stone’s sunglasses in his mouth.
Stone isn’t a column of rock now.
“Thank fuck you’re back” He lunges for Gunnar who stays just out of reach. “Give me a freaking armed car chase any day over this wild animal.”
Gunnar zooms between Diesel’s legs, drops the sunglasses and barks, his whole body wagging with joy.
“I’m out of here,” Stone mutters, dusting bits of toiletpaper off of his knees and bending to pick up his mangled sunglasses. “Good fucking luck.”
Before Stone’s out the door, Diesel stops him. “Stone, remember, you agreed to the whole night. Otherwise your debt still stands.”
I have no idea what that’s about but Stone’s shoulders slump.
“Goddamnit.”
He seems to weigh some decision. Diesel wins.
“Come on, dog.” Stone grabs Gunnar who immediately licks his open mouth, causing Stone to gag. “Jesus, dog. You are not getting anywhere near paper of any kind in my room.”
Diesel sees him out, locks the door and prowls back to me. “I don’t know about you, but it was fun seeing him rattled.”
I giggle as Diesel grabs my belt and drags me forward.
I’m breathless, insides already pulsing when I say, “Kind of like you, Mr. Stoic. I like seeing your feathers ruffled. Nothing like watching a big tough man coming apart at the seams.”
“Oh yeah?” A masculine growl rumbles through him as he picks me up and tosses me on the bed. “Speaking of coming apart at the seams, I’ve got some work to do now that I’ve got a bed and all night.”
Um. Yes. My goodness. I’m shivering, my breath feels stuck and all he’s done is rest his hand on his shiny silver belt buckle.
CHAPTER 24
One by one, I flick the pearl buttons open on my pink shirt watching River’s eyes widen as I do. She raises up on her elbows, teeth catching her lip when I toss it aside.
Her smile makes me feral. Lengthens my cock painfully.
“You must work out a lot.”
“Some.” I undo my belt, the buckle jangles loudly. “I like being fit. Lots of stamina.”
“I can help with that,” she grins.
“Bet you can.” I hiss out a breath as I finally free my cock. “You can certainly help with this.”
She crooks a finger and I move to the side of the bed, to her extended hand.
Oh fuck. A single stroke of those capable fingers and I’m already having to lock my muscles tight to keep from unloading.
“Careful. Loaded gun.”
