Page 118 of To Have and to Stalk
I gripped the spine of a novel, knuckles white. Absently noting it was a clean romance. Ironic.
What is he even doing? He wasn’t inside me, not really. How can justthismake me so hot? I squirmed against his hand.
Another flick and I exhaled a frustrated noise. “Just do it.”
“I thought I couldn’t touch you here?” His words heated my neck, and he punctuated the sentence with another flick.
“I…you…please,” was all I managed to get out.
Finally,mercifully, he slid a finger inside me.
I groaned and looked over my shoulder.
“Head forward. Keep looking for a book,” Calder said, the authority in his command sending another ripple of heat through my body.
Look for a book?
I couldn’t fucking think.
“What?” I breathed.
“I expect you to find a few to bring back to your friends.” He slid a second finger inside me and thrust. “So when you read it during book club.”Thrust.“You remember this.”Thrust.
He slid one finger out of my pussy and probed my ass—testing my reaction. I arched my back for him, and he slid his finger in my ass.
My head fell forward, cross-eyed. Holyshit. I felt it everywhere. Stardust lit up my veins like fairy lights. Goose bumps peppered my flesh, candy-flavored and freeze-dried.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “You like that. You love getting your little ass fucked.”
“Only with you.” I froze, realizing what I’d just said.
What it meant.
Calder bit my neck, and I forgot how to think.
With his free hand, Calder flipped my skirt up, baring my ass to anyone who walked by.
I was wildly, uncontrollably turned on by that.
“Fuck,” he groaned, palming my ass.
“People could see,” I said, leaning into his hand.
“They could.” He squeezed, quick and bruising, before thrusting deeper inside me. “They’d see how good your tight ass takes me. You’d let me, wouldn’t you?” he asked, thrusting both fingers inside me at the same time. “You’d let me fuck you in front of the entire fucking store?”
I nodded rapidly, accidentally knocking a book off the shelf.
Getting lost in the fantasy.
Of him taking me while people watched.
A small groan slipped out?—
“Be good.” Calder covered my mouth. “Be quiet.” His hand grew wet with my pants as he fucked me harder, rattling the shelves in a way I was sure was obvious.
But with one finger inside my pussy, and another in my ass, I couldn’t think, let alonecare.
“Find a book, Shay,” Calder gritted, like he was holding himself back.
