Page 97 of As Thick As Thieves

“You hate people in your room,” I pointed out, making him snort.

“And you probably hate me sleeping in here with your girl, so I think I can compromise.”

That seemed to satisfy Drake once he knew Stone wasn’t going to be alone with her, so I nodded. “Yeah, okay. Thanks.”

Knox and Drake said good night, kissing Penn on their way past, then Stone shut the door and led Penn towards the bed. It was weird seeing him so gentle with her.

She started stripping her clothes off, making him frown.

“What are you doing?” he questioned, managing to keep his eyes on her face.

“She likes to sleep naked most of the time,” I chuckled, finding amusement in the panic flaring in his gaze. “Want me to sleep in the middle?”

Penn gave me a look that said she was confused by how calm I was being, but Stone’s eyes finally dropped to her naked chest as she unhooked her bra and dropped the material, his muscles tensing.

“Princess, if you sleep next to me like that, we’re both getting in trouble.”

“Find some self-control,” she said lightly, making him scowl.

“Find some fucking pants.”

I snickered, stripping to my boxers before sliding into bed. “How about I eat your pussy and make him watch, baby? Make him beg for it.”

Stone gave me a look of surprise, but Penn rolled her eyes. “How about I fuck myself, and both of you suffer?”

“Who’s suffering? Sounds good to me,” I said as I waggled my eyebrows, patting the bed beside me as she kicked her panties off. “Now get in and cover up before Stone comes down his damn leg and embarrasses himself. He hasn’t seen boobs in years.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Stone demanded, stripping to his boxers, too, before sliding in on her other side. It didn’t take him long to shuffle closer and slide an arm around her middle to spoon her, and Penn sighed contently as she snuggled into my chest.

I pretended to be asleep when Stone murmured good night to her once she’d drifted off, and any hidden concern about his intentions with her became soothed as I fell asleep, too.

Chapter Twenty-One

Penn

I woke up in a daze. My eyes hurt from all the crying I’d done last night, and I had a little bit of a headache forming. A groan left me as I buried my face in the warm chest in front of me, and it took a moment for me to realize who it was.

“Hey,” Stone mumbled sleepily, his arm tightening around me as he pulled me closer. Warmth was at my back, and I vaguely remembered Cruz coming to bed with us.

“What’s the time?” I whispered, keeping my eyes closed.

“Early. Sun’s only just coming up,” he answered, his fingers skimming across my bare back and causing me to shiver. They trailed over the raised scars but I didn’t shy away. I shuffled closer and dropped my leg over his hip, making him chuckle. “You’re pushing it, Princess.”

I peered up at him, finding amusement all over his face. It was nice to see him so relaxed, and I couldn’t help myself as I rubbed against him a little. “Oh? How so?”

“I’ll fuck you right through this mattress, Cruz be damned,” he warned, sliding his hand down to my ass and giving it a firm squeeze.

“No, you won’t.”

He smirked, his hand moving towards my pussy, but he paused when Cruz spoke from behind me. “You’re just going to fuck my girl in front of me? No shame?” I went to roll over to face him but he moved against my back more, keeping me in place. “And you’re just going to let him?”

“I—” I jerked as Cruz’s fingers suddenly pushed into my pussy from behind, a gasp of surprise leaving me.

“If you’re going to let him touch you after everything he’s done, make him fucking work for it, baby. He doesn’t deserve to come in that premium pussy just yet,” he murmured in my ear, Stone’s brow creasing with confusion. It sounded like permission, but it also sounded like he was forbidding it. I was confused, too.

I squirmed as Cruz kept pumping his fingers in and out of me, Stone’s cock like a brick in his boxers, and just as I started to reach for it, Cruz bit my shoulder with a growl. “He doesn’t get to come. Only you do.”

“You know I fucking hate riddles, asshole. Can I touch her or not?” Stone bit out, getting annoyed with the conversation. Would it be rude for me to beg Cruz to let him? Cruz’s lips found my neck and I moaned, Stone’s eyes flashing to mine to watch my reactions.

---