Exton

Stoney's hair covers his face and he mutters. Alise laughs when Rowan just looks at him. When Alise prods him, Stoney mutters louder. "I just asked... why women were scared of my... stick... for so long. Now..." He glances at Alise and tapers off. Shrugging, Stoney moves to hold the doors for the women, still muttering under his breath.

I guess the hammock is out for a while, Chaton?

An image of Alise in the moonlight, straddling his hips, slips through his mind. her hair shimmers in the moonlight, eyes shining with arousal. Suddenly he relives the shock of finding himself flat on his back, with her impaled deep. Her moan brings a shudder he can't hide, and a sudden growth that he tries to ignore. He looks up when Alise laughs aloud.