Chapter 20 #2
Aurora woke up and looked out her window, her eyes going wide.
“Bitch, this is gorgeous!” she said.
Ish and Destiny woke up too, both of them staring out the windows in awe.
“This is crazy,” Ish said.
The jet touched down smoothly, and a few minutes later, we were taxiing to a stop. The flight attendant opened the door, and we all stood up, grabbing our carry-on bags.
Stone took my hand and led me down the stairs, and the warm tropical air hit me immediately. It was hot, but not unbearable. Perfect.
There were two blacked-out SUVs waiting for us on the tarmac, along with a few men in suits who I assumed were Stone’s security.
We piled into the SUVs. Me, Stone, Ish, and Destiny in one, and Aurora and Kenzo in the other.
The drive to the villa was about twenty minutes, and I spent the entire time staring out the window, taking in the scenery. Everything on this island felt different. Slower. Like nothing from my old life could even find me out here.
Finally, we pulled up to a set of tall gates, and the driver punched in a code.
The gates opened, and we drove down a long driveway lined with palm trees.
Then I saw the villa up ahead. That shit didn’t even look real.
It had white stone walls, floor-to-ceiling windows, and a sprawling layout that looked like it belonged in a magazine.
“Holy shit,” I said under my breath.
Stone smirked beside me. “You like it?”
“Like it?” I said, turning to look at him. “Stone, this shit is on another level.”
The SUVs came to a stop in front of the villa, and we all got out. I stood there for a moment, just staring at the place. It was even more beautiful up close.
The front doors opened, and a woman in a white linen dress stepped out, smiling warmly.
“Welcome to Azure House,” she said. “My name is Camille, and I’ll be your concierge during your stay. If you need anything at all, please don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Thank you,” Stone said, shaking her hand.
Camille gestured for us to follow her inside, and we did. The interior was just as stunning as the exterior. High ceilings, marble floors, modern furniture in shades of white and cream Everything felt clean, intentional, like no detail had been overlooked.
Aurora grabbed my arm, her eyes wide.
“Girl, I feel like I’m in a music video,” she said.
I laughed. “Right? This is crazy.”
Camille led us through the villa, showing us the living room, the kitchen, the dining area. Then she took us outside to the back, and I swear I almost cried.
The view was breathtaking. An infinity pool overlooked the ocean, the water so blue it didn’t even look real. There was a private beach just steps away, with white sand and crystal-clear water. Lounge chairs, cabanas, an outdoor bar.
Now this was paradise.
“This is where we’ll be serving dinner tonight,” Camille said, gesturing to a beautifully set table on the beach. “Chef Laurent will be preparing a five-course meal for you.”
“That sounds great,” Stone said.
Camille smiled. “I’m glad you approve. Now, let me show you to your rooms so you can get settled.”
She led us back inside and down a hallway.
“Mr. Wright and Ms. Thompson, you’ll be in the master suite,” she said, opening a set of double doors.
I stepped inside and my jaw dropped. A king-sized bed with white linens sat in the center, facing out toward the ocean. The view alone was enough to stop you. There was a sitting area, a walk-in closet, and a bathroom with a soaking tub and a rain shower.
“This is...” I trailed off, unable to find the words.
“Perfect,” Stone finished for me.
Camille led Ish, Destiny, Aurora, and Kenzo out to show them to their own rooms. When they left, I turned to Stone, my eyes wide.
“This is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen,” I said.
Stone walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
“You deserve it, baby,” he said. “And when we get back home, you and Ish gotta get your passports. I’m tryna take ya’ll out the country. Show you the world.”
“Thank you, Stone.”
I kissed him, my hands sliding up his chest. When I pulled back, I gave him a devilish smirk.
“You know what I wanna do right now?” I asked.
Stone’s eyes darkened. “What’s that?”
I dropped to my knees in front of him, my hands going to his belt.
“I wanna suck that dick,” I said, looking up at him.
Stone groaned, his hand going to my hair.
“Fuck, baby,” he muttered.
I unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans and boxers, freeing his dick. He was already hard, thick and long and perfect. I wrapped my hand around him and stroked slowly, looking up at him through my lashes.
“You want me to suck it, daddy?” I asked, my voice sweet and innocent.
“Hell yeah, baby,” Stone said, his voice rough. “Suck that shit.”
I leaned forward and took him into my mouth, as much as I could fit.
Stone groaned, his hand tightening in my hair.
I started moving, sucking and stroking, finding a rhythm.
I pulled back and spit on his dick, getting it wet and messy.
Then I went back down, sucking him sloppily, slurping sounds filling the room.
“Fuck, baby,” Stone groaned. “Keep spitting on that dick.”
I did just that, then sucked it deeper, hitting the back of my throat and making my mouth even wetter. His hips started moving, fucking my mouth gently. I looked up at him, and his eyes were locked on mine, dark and intense.
“Shit,” he muttered. “You gon’ make me come, baby.”
I pulled off him with a wet pop and stroked him with my hand.
“Not yet,” I said, smirking. “I want you to fuck me first.”
Stone grabbed me and lifted me up, carrying me over to the bed and tossing me down on it.
“Take your clothes off,” he commanded, his voice rough.
I stripped quickly, pulling off my tank top, shorts, and underwear. Stone stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes roaming over my naked body.
“Give me that fuckin’ pussy, baby,” he said. “Put yo’ ass in the air.”
I flipped over onto my stomach and got on my hands and knees, arching my back.
Stone groaned behind me.
“Damn, baby,” he muttered. “Look at that ass.”
He smacked my ass hard, and I gasped. Then he gripped my hips and slammed inside me in one hard thrust. My fingers gripped the sheets, and I didn’t even get a chance to catch my breath. He started fucking me hard and fast, his hips slamming against my ass.
“Fuck!” I screamed, my head dropping forward.
“This what you wanted, baby?” Stone growled. “You wanted this dick?”
“Yes!”
He smacked my ass again, harder this time, and I knew it was gonna leave a bruise. But I didn’t care. I loved it.
“Damn, this pussy so good,” Stone said, his voice strained. “You be making a nigga wanna hurt you.”
“Hurt me, daddy,” I said, throwing my ass back on him. “I want you to make it hurt.”
Stone groaned, and then he pushed me down so I was flat on my stomach.
He spread my ass cheeks wide with his hands and started drilling into me harder than he ever had, like he was proving a point with each stroke. I screamed into the mattress, tears springing to my eyes.
It hurt. But it hurt so good.
I could feel myself getting wetter, my pussy leaking all over his dick. I lifted my head and turned it so I could see his face. He looked like a maniac. His jaw was clenched, his eyes wild, sweat dripping down his face. He was on demon time, and it made me even wetter.
“Yeah, that’s right,” Stone growled. “Watch me, baby. Watch me beat this pussy up.”
I watched him, my eyes locked on his face as he fucked me relentlessly. A few minutes later, his strokes became erratic, and I knew he was close.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “I’m about to come, baby.”
“Come inside me,” I whimpered.
Stone roared, his hips slamming into me one last time as he came, filling me up.
He stayed inside me for a moment, placing gentle kisses along my spine. Then he pulled out and collapsed beside me on the bed.
I was gasping for air, my body trembling. He turned to me, his face going soft.
“You okay, baby?” he asked, his hand cupping my face.
I nodded, still trying to catch my breath.
“More than okay,” I said.
Stone smirked and leaned down, kissing me gently.
“Good,” he said.
He pulled me into his arms, and I rested my head on his chest. Within minutes, we were both asleep.
***
I woke up a couple hours later to the sound of the ocean outside. Stone was still asleep beside me, his arm draped over my waist. I smiled, watching him for a moment. He looked peaceful when he slept. Less like a ruthless drug kingpin and more like a regular man.
I leaned over and kissed his cheek, and his eyes fluttered open.
“Hey, baby,” he said, his voice rough with sleep.
“Hey,” I said. “We should probably get ready for dinner.”
Stone groaned. “I don’t wanna move.”
I laughed. “Come on. We gotta shower.”
He smirked. “Aight. But I’m showering with you.”
“Of course you are.”
We got up and headed to the bathroom, and Stone turned on the rain shower. The water was hot and perfect, and we stood under it together, washing each other. It was intimate and sweet, and I loved every second of it.
After we showered, I wrapped myself in a towel and went to the closet to pick out an outfit.
I’d packed a white linen sundress that was perfect for a beach dinner. The dress was easy, light, and still doing what it needed to do. I threw on some simple sandals and left it at that. Stone pulled on a white linen button-up and khaki shorts, looking fine as hell like usual.
We walked out of the villa and onto the private beach, and I gasped. The dinner table was set up beautifully. White linens, candles, flowers. Soft R&B music was playing from outdoor speakers.
It was romantic and perfect.
Stone and I were the first ones there, and we sat down at the table. A waiter came over immediately.
“Good evening,” he said with a smile. “Can I get you something to drink?”
“I’ll have a lemon drop,” I said.
“Cognac for me,” Stone said.
The waiter nodded and disappeared.