Evidently, she was serious because she shoved him, causing him to fall back into his chair. “What is goin’—”
“Call him,” she demanded. “Actually, no. Let me.”
Nico stared at her wide-eyed as she took his phone, held it up to his face to unlock it—a trick she’d learned from his sister—then began tapping the screen. A second later, he heard it ring because she’d put the call on speaker.
“Hey,” Stone greeted. “I just left your office. Sorry I missed you.”
Nico felt a flutter in his chest. One of those weird sensations you couldn’t quite name. The kind that was rife with anticipation and pleasure.
“Nico wants to ask you somethin’,” Stevie said into the phone, then passed it to Nico.
Stone chuckled. “Okay.”
“I have no idea what she’s up to,” Nico told Stone. “I just walked in and—oh, goddamn.”
“What?” Stone asked.
“Fuck. Stevie. What’re you doin’?”
The woman was kneeling in front of him, her hands sliding up his thighs, inching higher. She cupped him through his jeans before continuing until she reached the button.
“What’s she doin’?” Stone asked.
“Tell him,” Stevie insisted as she worked to free him from the confines of the denim.
“Right now she’s … fuck me. She’s takin’ off my pants.”
A soft growl sounded from the phone. “Tell me, Nico. Tell me what she’s doin’.”
Oh, damn. That gravel-rough baritone was something he’d heard in his dreams for so long. He’d fantasized about Stone for years afterthat night. Enough that hearing his voice now made his dick thicken even more.
“I don’t know what to say,” Nico said honestly. “I called her on my way back, and she asked if I wanted to invite you to dinner. Next thing I know, she’s draggin’ me into my office and—”
Nico stared at her as she jerked his jeans down his hips. He couldn’t do much to help her because the chair had wheels, and when he tried, it moved him farther from her.
Not that Stevie seemed to notice. She was a woman on a mission, working diligently until she got his jeans and underwear around his ankles.
“Oh, shit,” he groaned, dropping the phone on his desk so he didn’t risk crushing it as Stevie took his cock in her mouth. He grabbed both armrests, gripping tight as pleasure annihilated him.
“Nico,” Stone growled through the phone. “Tell. Me.”
“She’s got my cock in her mouth,” he said, sliding his fingers into her hair so he could guide her. “Goddamn.She’s good at this.”
Stevie peered up at him, releasing him from her mouth briefly, her brown eyes glittering with intent. The little minx knew exactly what she was doing.
“It could’ve been you, Stone,” Stevie noted, then licked her lips and set her attention on his dick once again.
“Damn, baby. Why didn’t you say somethin’?” Stone asked.
“Oh, fuck me,” Nico groaned when she deep-throated him again. “I think this is her way of punishin’ you. Or me. Or both.”
Stone chuckled. “Sounds to me like it’s one helluva punishment.”
“Oh, it is.” Nico tightened his grip on her hair, trying to wrangle control of the situation. “She’s a feisty one.”
“Always has been,” Stone noted.
“Yes, she has. God, Stevie. Suck me. Shit, yes. Her mouth…”
