Page 145 of Addicted

“See ya’ll in three minutes,” he joked.

“Yeah, whatever, nigga.”

I downed the rest of my drink and set the glass down. Then I walked over to Indie, sliding my arm around her waist.

“Excuse me, ladies,” I said. “I need to borrow my wife for a minute.”

Indie looked up at me, her eyes sparkling.

“Stone—”

“Come on, baby,” I said, my voice low.

She bit her lip, and I saw the heat flash in her eyes. She knew exactly what I wanted.

“We’ll be right back,” she said to Destiny and Tierra.

I led her away from the group, toward the side of the house. There was a small room near the pool house. It used to be a storage room, but we’d converted it into a lounge area. I opened the door and pulled her inside, locking it behind us.

Indie

The second the door closed, Stone’s mouth was on mine. He kissed me hard, his hands gripping my waist, pulling me against him. I moaned into his mouth, my hands sliding up his chest.

“Stone,” I breathed. “We can’t—everyone’s outside—”

“I don’t give a fuck,” he growled, his hands sliding down to my ass. “I need you right now, baby.”

He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me over to the couch and sat down, positioning me on his lap. His hands were everywhere—my thighs, my hips, my ass.

“You looked so fuckin’ good tonight,” he said, his voice rough. “Sitting at that table, being the perfectwife, the perfect mother. You drive me fuckin’ crazy, Indigo.”

I ground down on him, feeling how hard he was through his pants.

“You drive me crazy, too, daddy,” I whispered.

His eyes darkened, that same crazed, obsessed look I’d seen six years ago. It was still there. Stronger now than it had ever been.

“Say that shit again,” he demanded.

“Daddy,” I moaned.

He groaned, his hands gripping my hips tighter.

“You know what that do to me, baby.”

He reached down and unzipped his pants, freeing himself. Then he pushed my dress up, sliding my thong to the side.

“You ready for daddy dick?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous.

“Yes,” I gasped. “Please.”

He pulled me down onto him in one hard thrust.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “This pussy so tight, baby.”

He started moving, his hips thrusting up to meet mine. I rode him hard, my head falling back, my moans filling the room.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Ride that dick, baby. Show me how much you love it.”