Page 46 of Stay

“Event paraphernalia.” She flicks her wrist in a don’t worry about all that kind of way. “Vases, candles, condoms, chalk, ribbons. It’s a whole thing.”

“Back up. Did you say condoms and chalk?”

“Oh yeah. For emergencies.”

“The fuck kind of emergency requires those two things?”

Haley laughs. “You’d be surprised at how many weddings I’ve planned where a groomsman or bridesmaid wanted to go off for a quickie and needed a condom.”

No way.

“And the chalk is what I use in a pinch if the bride gets something on her dress. It doesn’t always work, but I can usually hide a stain with it.”

No shit. “Clever girl.”

She shrugs. “I’ve learned a few tricks over the years.”

I’m so goddamn proud of her for going all in with her event planning talent. She’s a natural creative, has great energy, and it’s obvious she loves her job. “I can’t wait to see you soar, Haley.”

“Aww.” She shoots me a sweet smile. “Thanks.”

The fact that she’s standing stark naked, covered in my jizz, while we’re having such a sweet convo kills me. It’s perfectly us.

And it turns me on like crazy.

Towering over her, I lift her chin and kiss her lazily while forcing her to walk backwards. Steering her all the way to the door, I drop to my knees. “Put your foot on my shoulder and listen for the delivery.”

“Cole,” she squeaks. “Wait. I can’t—”

“Shut up and do what you’re told, Angel.” I shove a finger inside her pussy. “Or I’ma put you over my knee and spank your ass until it's too sore to sit on.”

Her inner walls clamp on my finger at my threat.

I take my good old time with her—teasing, edging, getting her to the point when she’s shaking against the door.

Then someone knocks.

“Tell them you’re coming,” I say, before latching onto her clit.

“I’m… I… fuck.” Haley panics. “I’m coming!”

I make sure she’s not a liar. Fingering her while I eat her sweet pussy, I make my girl explode with the delivery man on the other side of the door.

“Oh my God, Cole.”

Guess she doesn’t care that they can hear her. Good.

My girl gushes around my finger, coating my mouth and chin with her cum. The instant she’s done, I stand and gently push her away from the door so I can answer it.

“Thanks for waiting.” I flash the guy a big smile, knowing that my lips are glistening from my girl’s pleasure. “Had to have my dessert first.”

The delivery dude gawks at me.

Haley lets out a little squeak, staying out of his sight, still naked and panting like the needy little slut I love.

I snag the bag from him and wink, then shut the door and tip my head to the couch. “You’re gonna sit on my lap and let me feed you.”

She gives me the same look the delivery guy did.

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