Page 100 of Stag

We had to wait for the guys to stop unloading boxes for us, but once they were piled up in our new room, I kicked the door closed, turned the lock, and turned to fix her with what I imagined was a dark, hungry gaze.

“It’s fucking showtime, babe. You know how painful it is, being hard for so long? I’m about to show you.”

Struck dumb by my words, she merely blinked at me as I approached, stalking her like I was about to do nasty things to her. My confidence shrivelled a little at that wary gaze, and I mentally kicked myself up the ass. What the fuck, dude. Way to sound like a predator.

“Am I being creepy? I’m obviously not gonna hurt you or something.” I shrugged, knowing my cheeks were red with embarrassment. “Danno recommended a book, and I’ve been sneakily reading it on my phone. That’s how the main guy talks.”

She visibly shuddered and grabbed my cut with both hands, tugging me closer.

“I might need to read this book too. Now, we were talking about how I edged you, and made you hard, right?”

Minx. I’d used that term for her before, and I was spot on. She was pushing me now, wanting what I’d threatened. The bed wasn’t made yet, but the sofa was right behind her, and I’d wanted to try christening some furniture, so why not right now?

“You wanna feel it, you’ll bend over the back of that sofa right now.”

She gasped, her eyes widening as she glanced over her shoulder at it. Yeah, it presented one tiny problem in that she couldn’t hear me if I spoke to her, but I had a solution for that.

“Give me your phone,” I demanded as she turned back to face me. Grease had produced a replacement for her already, restored all her shit, and made sure she still had that app for picking up speech. It was way more accurate than any talk to text app I’d used.

She unlocked it with her thumbprint and handed it to me with a frown. I found the app and opened it up, turning the phone to show her. She giggled, and took it from me.

“Say something rude for me.”

Huh. It was weird to be speaking to her without her looking at me, but I figured she wanted to test it out.

“I’m about to bend you over that sofa and fuck you ’til your legs give out.”

She gasped and lifted her head, showing me the phone.

[voice1: I’m about to bend you over that sofa and fuck you ’til your legs give out.]

“He removed the censorship! It wouldn’t show naughty words before.”

Okay, enough time wasting. I needed to be inside her right the hell now.

Claudia

He was all dark intent as he guided me to the sofa, and kissed me hard, the sofa pressing into the small of my back. He used a fistful of my hair to gently guide my head up, licking my skin as he teased his way down to my collarbone, his teeth grazing me through the strap of my top.

He lifted his head to look at me again.

“Gotta have you right now, babe, bend over the sofa, and keep your eyes on that phone. Got it?”

My breath practically rasped from my throat as I remembered something vital about the app.

“It records, Stag. Every dark twisted thing you say will get saved in it.”

His grin was just as dark and twisted as took my hand with the phone, and lifted it to his mouth, his eyes staying on me.

“Good, then we can write our own filthy book right here in this app.”

I glanced at the screen as he lowered it to me, and read the words showing on there.

[voice1: Good, then we can write our own filthy book right here in this app.]

Oh wow. Stag turned me, and gently eased me over the sofa back, waiting until I rested the phone on the cushion and used my hands to brace me. Then I felt him unfastening and tugging my leather jeans off. Words were appearing on the screen right in front of me.

[voice1: Gonna get you out of these fucking clothes, so I can devour you. Need your taste on my tongue, baby. Wanna swallow you down.]