Unexpected Sting by Viola Grace (good romance books to read TXT) 📗

the hilt. She moaned.

He whispered, “I like that song,keep playing it.”

He withdrew and thrust into heragain. Her moan followed.

They moved together, and he heldher as they fucked. She ached, she throbbed, and when her orgasmstruck again, she bit him.

He grunted and thrust into her,jerking against her and holding himself deep inside.

She stroked his chest as theycaught their breath. “Sorry.”

He looked at her with surprise.“Don’t be. I like a little biting or a lot, frankly. My skin ispretty thick. Most women look at me like I am a cross betweenTarzan and a giant gorilla climbing a building.”

She blinked. “That isn’t what Isee when I look at you.”

He looked at her. “What do yousee?”

She leaned forward, which causeda distinct feeling of fullness inside her. “Hm, I see your sense ofhumour, your strength, a delightful eagerness to please—”

He snorted.

“And smart, charming, handsome,nice muscle tone and a lot of it, and you don’t like women to betaken advantage of. Oh. And you love your grandma. So, all thestuff that revolves around women is dead-on, and that is mycategory.”

She started to move on him. “IfI have a daughter, she will be safe with you; if I have a son, hewill be safe with you.”

“You are looking at me asbreeding stock?” He dipped her forward and pinned her to thebed.

“Isn’t that what attraction isat the base layer?”

He narrowed his eyes. “Yes, Isuppose it is. I liked your body, but I loved your mind.”

“My mind? My mind wasn’t ondisplay. There was a bit of cleavage, though.”

He thrust into her slowly andevenly, not too deep, not too shallow.

“I looked you up after thewedding and found your businesses, education history, and familyconnections.”

She chuckled. “You are inacquisitions. I expected no less.”

“This is a very strangeconversation to be having right now.” He grinned.

“I could ask you about yourparents.”

He laughed. “Let’s stick tobusiness. I don’t ever want to be thinking of my parents whilehaving sex.”

“Perhaps you should put moreeffort into our current activity, and I wouldn’t have a chance tolet my mind mmph—” She laughed for a moment as he kissed herslowly, and then, she had a more interesting topic to focus on.

The kiss became more frenzied,and he moved inside her faster, the slow slide and drag of his cockinside her spurred her on, and she flexed her fingers in his. Whenher pleasure shattered and scattered her thoughts, she arched andgroaned low. He jolted her with fast thrusts until he shoved deepand grunted as he flexed inside her.

His kiss was still hungry whilehe held himself inside her. She came slowly to her senses andreturned the kiss, wiggling her fingers in his grip.

He slowly lifted his head andthen lowered it to rub his cheek against hers. When he raised hishead, he asked, “How are you doing?”

She undulated under him. “I amgood. I am very good. Yourself?”

He grinned. “I am great.”

“It’s a good thing the TV wasmuted. I ended up on the remote.” She chuckled and wiggled her lefthand. He released her, and she reached under her and produced theremote control.

He winced. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I changed the channela lot. Fortunately, I didn’t pay for any of the adult channels.”She winked. “There is enough of that going on in here.”

He sighed. “I should get offyou.”

“Probably. I think we cansalvage the pie and whipped cream.”

He rolled to his side and heldher hips against his. “Do you ever not think with your stomach inthe consideration?”

“Not usually. No. It is alwaysin there somewhere. It comes from scheduling staff. You have toaccount for meals, breaks, and distance to the bathroom. If humanneeds aren’t taken into account, you will always have adisappointing result.”

He smiled. “You are verysuccessful in your endeavours. You have a few businesses to myname.”

“That is just the privatelyowned stuff. My corporation has quite a bit more.”

Arthur blinked.

“Hah! You didn’t ferret thatout.” She ran her hand down his chest, to his ribs, and over hisbelly. Her hand gripped and patted his butt.

He shook his head. “You aremaking very free with my person.”

She sighed and put her hand onher own thigh. “Okay. I won’t touch you.”

He snorted. “I am still insideyou.”

“That is you touching me. Thereis a difference.” Stinger laughed, focused, and contracted hermuscles. “That is me touching you.”

Arthur’s eyes widened. “You cando that at will?”

“Obviously. I do a lot ofdancing with pelvic movements. It develops strange musclecontrol.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Do itagain.”

She sighed and smiled,fluttering the muscles in a rhythm that made her laugh. He wasstaring, and his cock started flexing inside her.

She opened her mouth to saysomething sassy, but he threaded his fingers through her hair andpressed soft kisses to her lips. He looked her in the eyes andwhispered, “Dibs on the pie.”

“Oh, no. I called it. She’s yourgrandma; you can get one anytime.”

He moved inside her, undulatingagainst her belly and inside it. She shivered.

“Can you not talk about mygrandmother while I am inside you?”

She sighed. “She is a point ofcommonality. Just think of all the times that we almost met.”

“Just think of all the times Iwas in your bed but didn’t know it.”

“You would have beenarrested.”

“Good point.”

“Now you are talking about yourgrandma.”

“I am talking about a lifetimeof near misses. I am happy that we finally connected.” He kissedher forehead, the tip of her nose, and her lips.

“Well, we are definitelyconnected.” She smiled and drew her right leg up and down his hipand thigh.

He sighed. “You are trying toexhaust me.”

“Absolutely. Then, I can go andtidy up and reduce the chance of waking up in a puddle ofsemen.”

“You make it sound sounromantic.”

“I have heard friends complainabout it for years. The wet spot is my least favourite thing aboutthis process.”

“What is your favouritepart?”

“This moment. The time justafter when you hold me, and we cuddle. I like the cuddling, but Iwill deny it if you ever mention it in mixed company.”

He smiled and wrapped her in hisarms, holding her tight. “I like it, too.”

She snorted. “But is it yourfavourite thing?”

“No, I think my favourite thingis how you tense, and your eyes go black as you cum.”

She blushed. “I can’t controlthe eyes.”

“I know. It is terrifying andendearing.”

“I didn’t know that they