Chapter 13
I didn’t think about the fact that I’d never brought a man to my house until Stone was walking through the door. The pressure of his body pressing against mine both turned me on and made me nervous as hell.
“Stone, you can’t kiss me every time you don’t want to talk about something.”
“Oh, no?”
He pressed his lips against mine again hungrily, and I gave them to him freely.
Stone’s tongue dipped into my mouth, and I wasted no time meeting his with mine.
We tongue wrestled for a minute. As his body got closer and pressed harder up against mine, I could feel his middle poking against my stomach.
The more it poked, the more it grew, and the more the wetness built between my legs. I moaned inside his mouth.
“Look at you, moaning for me already. I haven’t even touched the inside of you yet.”
Just the thought of him touching the inside of me made me even wetter. The rhythm of my breath sped up to match my heartbeat.
Stone kissed me more, moving from my lips, down my neck, and to my chest. He cupped one of my breasts and squeezed it a little. I hissed before he picked me up off my feet.
My apartment was a loft-style apartment.
The walls were brick, and the windows were floor-to-ceiling.
My bed was in the middle of the room, my kitchen off to the left, and the bathroom down just a little bit.
Stone made it to my bed in all but three steps, and before I knew it, I was being flung onto it.
“Why’d you leave the military?” I asked Stone another question and scooted further away from the edge of the bed.
This wasn’t the most ideal time for an investigation, but the more I tried to get to know Stone, the more he dodged my questions.
I hadn’t noticed that he was doing it on purpose until recently.
I wouldn’t have had a problem with him not wanting to open up to me if I thought this was just something casual, but we were spending every day together.
Not only was I close to Sakani, but he had also introduced me to his friends and Mama Bea.
The man even took me to church. If he cared enough to do all of that, I was entitled to a little bit of information.
“Because I wasn’t going to find you there.”
“Stone. I’m serious. Tell me something,” I demanded.
“You fine as hell. What else you need to know?”
“Where did you live before you came here?”
“On the base,” he answered simply.
“Stone, I’m sure you stayed on a base. What base?”
“One in Georgia.”
“What part of Georgia? Did you have friends there? A girlfriend?”
“No, I don’t have a lot of friends.”
“And why not?”
“After I lost my best friend, I didn’t want to get close to anybody else.”
The night we went to dinner at Mama Bea’s, I saw the pictures of him and Stone that littered her walls. Not only that, but Rome was also all everyone seemed to talk about that night. I could see the pain in Stone’s eyes every time his name was mentioned.
“Thank you for telling me that.”
Stone didn’t reply. Instead, he pulled me back to the edge of the bed by my legs. He cupped my legs inside his arms to pull me closer to him. Once he had me where he wanted me, Stone pushed up my dress effortlessly and flung my panties quickly to the side.
Stone placed soft kisses up my thighs until he reached my middle, where he kissed it softly before taking my clit into his mouth and suckling it. He gave soft, methodical kisses in between my folds. He slowly licked me from the back to the front as I squirmed underneath him.
He knew exactly what he was doing. He was skilled in this area, and I was thankful for his skills. My head flung back as he continued his assault on my middle. I knew from this moment on, I was stuck mentally and physically.