Page 154 of Stolen Voices

“I’d expect nothing less. Now, what have you got for us to eat?”

“Nothing special.” From the oven, I pull out the tray of Mexican donuts we were supposed to have for dessert, along with the chocolate dipping sauce, and place them on the counter then grab the box of strawberries from the fridge.

“Mini churros?” Callie licks her lips.

My dick perks up, making it hard for me to breathe.

“I love these.” Callie rips the lid off the chocolate sauce, dips her finger in syrup, and then licks it clean.

My brain malfunctions as I imagine her lips wrapped around my cock.

“You alright there, Eli?” She smirks at me as her gaze bounces to my dick and back.

I choke on my spit as I try to divert the blood flowing south. “I’m fine, you little minx. Eat your dessert.”

I dip the fried dough in the sauce and take a bite. I repeat the process but hold the cinnamon and sugar stick out for her to eat.

She leans forward and takes the rest of the dessert into her mouth, licking my fingers with an approving hum. “Delicious.”

I shake my head at her, and she laughs, throwing her head back and exposing her throat. Dipping my finger in the chocolate, I smear it across her neck, then lean down and lick it off. Her laugh turns into a moan as she spreads her legs open.

“Now, that was delicious.” I press a kiss to her temple as I slide one arm around her waist.

Callie dunks her finger and swirls it around. “Hmm. I think this chocolate sauce might be fun to drizzle on other places.”

Shoving another churro into my mouth, I fight my growing erection.

She pulls her finger from the sauce and drags it across her lips, then swirls her tongue around it, lapping at the chocolate.

I almost come in my boxers at the gesture. “You’re supposed to be eating dessert.”

“I am.”

“You’re toying with me, woman.”

“Maybe.” Callie shrugs and pushes her plump lips out into a pout. I know whatever she says next, I’m fucked. “Or maybe I’m just hungry for your cock.”

Yup. I’m fucked. If she wants dick for dessert, I’m going to give it to her. I’d give her everything if that’s what she wanted.

“You’re killing me here, princess.”

“Elijiah…”

“Be careful how you say that, Callie.”

“Say what?”

“My name.”

“Elijiah?” she teases with a sexy little smirk.

I growl like an animal and grip the back of her neck. “With great power comes great responsibility, Calliope.”

Callie giggles. “Are you Uncle Ben-ing me?”

“You know Spiderman?”

“Of course I do. Everyone knows Spiderman.”