Chapter Eighteen.
April
Two weeks after being discharged from the hospital, we attended a meal at Stone’s parents’.
They’d been overjoyed that Stone and I were together again.
Briar had been standoffish, but I understood that.
She was worried about him for no reason.
I didn’t intend to hurt Stone, and I was the one taking all the risks here.
Stone had betrayed me once; he could again, but I refused to dwell on that.
Stone had brought me back to the clubhouse after dinner as I claimed I’d forgotten something.
I’d left a sexy nightie in his bunk, planning to seduce him tonight.
Stone kept treating me with kid gloves. The damn man wouldn’t progress past a heated kiss.
And I was beyond sexual frustration and was going to get laid, one way or another.
Earlier today, I’d had the full works done at a spa and was ready to impress.
Or so I hoped. As I looked down at myself in the sexy nightie and wearing high heels, I was flooded with doubt.
Shit, I was far too big to dress like this; Stone would probably laugh.
Worries swamped me, and my hands began shaking.
As I got up to change, Stone entered. His startled gaze landed on me, and his jaw dropped open.
“Holy crap,” he muttered. Stone’s eyes widened as he checked me over from head to toe, and he swallowed hard.
“Sorry, I thought…” I broke off, unsure what to say.
“I’ll try to be gentle,” Stone forced out, and then I was in his arms, and he was kissing me frantically.
Gentle? Who wanted that?
Our tongues duelled as our lips crashed together. Stone’s cock pressed into my stomach where I’d been shot, and there was a faint twinge of pain, but that wasn’t going to stop me. Damn it, I wanted him! No. I needed him.
Stone’s hands slid over my body, leaving goosebumps where they touched.
Large hands cupped my ass and squeezed, and Stone made an approving noise.
His mouth moved away from mine and trailed kisses down my throat, causing me to tip my head back.
My pussy heated, and my nipples tightened.
I really needed this. I rubbed my legs together in anticipation.
Stone devoured my skin, sucking and nipping as he slid the straps of the nightie down.
I didn’t feel stupid anymore; I felt sexy, wanted, and loved.
Stone was literally feasting on me. He wrapped my hair around one of his hands and pulled my head back, exposing my throat.
Stone latched on, knowing how sensitive I was there.
A moan escaped as he teased me by nipping and then sucking the same spot to ease the pinch.
Stone’s mouth was hot and wet, and his tongue lashed at me like I was his favourite meal.
My hands yanked at Stone’s tee, needing to feel his flesh beneath it.
Stone broke off enough to rip it off before going back to lavishing attention on me.
Of their own accord, my fingers traced muscles that were even more defined than I remembered.
Stone tried undoing the ribbons tied into a cute bow between my breasts and growled when he failed.
He gripped both sides of my nightie and ripped it down the middle.
I gasped as the silken material fell to the floor and left me naked. Stone made a growl of satisfaction, picked me up, and threw me on the bed. Within seconds, he had shrugged out of his jeans, and I gaped as I saw he was commando. If I ever doubted Stone’s attraction to my body, I didn’t now.
His cock rose thick and hard, and his balls had tightened. Stone dived between my thighs and nestled his manhood against my core. He rubbed his cock against my wetness, making pleased noises as he bent his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth.
A tiny nip sent shivers of desire racing through me. Stone remembered that I liked a little pain when we made love. His fingers pinched my other one hard as I cried out and wrapped my legs around him.
Stone’s cock pressed into me, making me move against him. My wetness spilled out and soaked us both, and Stone muttered in approval as he continued causing twinges of pain. My nipples tightened even harder as he sucked them one by one into his mouth and grazed his teeth over them.
“Stone, I need you inside.”
“Not yet,” Stone replied. “You’re not desperate enough.”
What the fuck? I couldn’t be any wetter than I was.
But Stone appeared to be just getting started.
His mouth trailed kisses down my stomach and paused.
There Stone stared at my scar, which was still red and raised.
His brows drew together as he kissed it softly.
“I could have lost you because I was a fool.”
“I’m here and safe, Stone,” I replied. His eyes clouded, and I sensed a momentary grief.
I shimmied my ass, and the desolate look faded as my pussy caught his attention.
His tongue dipped between my folds and teased my nub.
Rock hard with desire, his ministrations made me writhe on the bed.
I was a squirming, wet mess, and I was sure sobs were coming from me.
My legs clenched around him as Stone trailed his tongue through my wetness.
A sharp bite on my thigh made me jump, and a surprised cry escaped my lips.
“Fuck, I love your thighs,” Stone muttered as he bit the other one.
A chuckle escaped as I tried to shift away.
Stone hauled me back and sank his teeth into me again, closer to my pussy.
With small bites, Stone worked his way to my pussy and grazed his teeth over my nub.
My hips lifted off the bed as my hands yanked his head up.
Stone’s eyes were glazed over with desire, and I pushed him onto his back. “Enough with the teasing.”
I straddled him, a little self-conscious of my soft belly and thick thighs, even my heavy breasts, which Stone latched onto again.
I lowered myself onto his cock, slowly, unsure if it would hurt after so many years.
Stone grunted at the feel and pushed up hard.
A startled cry escaped me as I took him fully.
“Let me adjust. You’re huge,” I gasped. A smug smile crossed his lips, and Stone withdrew a little, then pushed back inside.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he murmured as his eyes rolled in pleasure.
Stone wasn’t wrong. I was being stretched to take Stone’s size.
Cautiously, I moved up before pushing down, and Stone smiled lazily.
His eyes burned into me even as his hands cupped my breasts and played with them.
I laid my hands on his chest and began moving.
Stone’s hands dropped and grabbed my hips as a low moan left his lips.
He shoved up hard as I pushed down, causing me to gasp.
Sweat slicked our bodies as we fell into an age-old rhythm. I rocked against him, friction rubbing against my nub, making me more desperate. My orgasm was building, and I dug my nails into his pecs.
Stone responded by lifting me off, even as I protested. With a smile, Stone turned me onto my knees with my chest on the bed and ass in the air. “Now, you’ll take me,” he said gutturally and slammed into me.
In this position, Stone thrust deeper, and my cries mingled with his grunts. Stone relaxed whatever control he’d been clinging to and hammered into me. Our sweat-slicked bodies bumped together as I gave my pleasure over to him.
My orgasm screamed into existence as my pussy walls clenched around his cock, and I exploded. I cried Stone’s name, and my hands scrabbled in the bedding.
Stone slapped my ass hard and held me still as he kept going. Sensations washed over me that I’d never experienced, and as Stone found his own release, I sank into my second.
Both of us collapsed onto the mattress, heavily panting, and Stone pulled out and rolled over to avoid crushing me.
He moved my hair out of the way and smiled. “You’ve got five minutes to recover, and then we’re doing that again.”
“Oh my God,” I muttered.
“Yeah, you can call me God anytime you wish, babe.” Stone grinned.
Without a word, I closed my eyes and prayed for strength.
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“Look at the smile on you,” Teagan teased as she approached Clara’s house. I still hadn’t returned to work as my stomach was still sore.
“Just pleased to see you,” I retorted, and Teagan let out a laugh.
“Liar! You’re getting the good stuff.”
“Teag, Stone’s like the Duracell Bunny. He doesn’t stop. It’s a miracle I can walk,” I gasped, and Teagan laughed.
“I’m glad you’re happy. What are you wearing tonight?” Teagan asked as we headed upstairs.
“Apparently, you don’t dress up for a clubhouse party. They don’t like expensive or high-maintenance women. Stone’s suggestion said jeans and a nice blouse are fine.”
“You’re trusting Harlequin with clothing advice?” Teagan looked worried.
It amused me how I called him Stone, but everyone else called him Harlequin.
“Nope. I also phoned Clio to check,” I replied, and Teagan burst out laughing.
“And Clio said?”
“Jeans and a nice tee.”
“Sorted,” Teagan said. “So, you and Harlequin, it’s on for sure?”
“Yeah. I’ve forgiven Stone for what happened, although I don’t think I’ll ever forget.
Stone acted stupidly and hurt me deeply, and he now understands the extent of the damage caused.
I’ll never move past how Chelsea betrayed me, the slut that she is, but at least Stone saved me from that toxicity.
Also, I’m aware of how much power he had.
Stone was my entire life. This time, I intend to keep a balance. ”
“What do you mean?” Teagan asked.
“Well, if I want a night out, I’ll go and not refuse because of Stone. Our previous relationship wasn’t healthy. This time, we’ve learned about compromise. At times Stone will go to the clubhouse alone, and then there’ll be nights when I hit the clubs with my friends.”
“What if Stone’s unfaithful?”