Page 139 of Stone Temptation

I stroked his hair. “Your determination is a turn on.”

“So are your abs.” His fingers slithered to my stomach, teasing the ridges of my six pack.

“Naughty human.”

“I can be.”

Dark clouds loomed around us, testing our happiness. Always there, the stupid bastions of reality. Always ready to strike.

This was all too easy.

Luke sighed. “I think we might have to crystal cleanse my lighthouse when we can go back. Is that a thing?”

Another surprise. “You wanna try?”

“I’m open to it. I hate to think of those gas mask bastards bringing bad energy to my home.”

“Then we’ll get one ASAP.”

“I hope we go back soon. Decent bed or not, I can’t tolerate it here for long.”

“Same.” I kept stroking his hair, treasuring every touch.

My mark.

My charge.

Mine.

He lifted his head, his lips quirked in a cheeky smile.

“What’s up?”

He drew a finger up and down my abs, his left brow arched. “What do you like to do in bed?”

I liked this sudden Q&A very much, my dick springing back to life. “Big fan of what we just did.”

His little grin was full of mischief. “What else?”

“Why are you asking?”

He went for my dick, that gorgeous mouth parting when his soft fingers locked around it. “We’re in the same boat.”

I trembled under his touch, shaft throbbing as he gently pulled back the foreskin. “What… What… Fuck.”

“I mean, we’re both hard. We have time. Why don’t we go again?”

“I—”

He silenced with me a firmer jerk.

“But something different. Something you like to do.”

“What about… What about what… Fucking fuck…”

He giggled. “Name something you like.”

“I… I… Ease up a bit.”

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