Denial_A Stone Billionaire Series Novel

by Kaya Woodward

  Then she pulls my shirt over my head.

  She kisses my neck slowly, sucks on my skin, and bites me hard.

  Tinsley intends to leave marks everywhere, and I don't care as I grip her hips and pull her harder against me.

  Tinsley' continues to suck and kiss her way across my shoulders, and down my chest.

  “You're mine Stone," her tone is seductive as she licks her lips before she pulls my cock out of my jeans.

  “Thank god for that,” I wink at her, watching as her lips lower down over the tip.

  God the sight of that!

  Tinsley's tongue swirls around the head of my cock as she strokes the shaft before I watch her lips slide down the length of my cock.

  “Fuck,” I groan.

  Her lipstick leaves marks on my cock and drives me to the brink of insanity.

  Her lips move back up my cock, her tongue dragging along the shaft as her eyes are on me.

  She watches me intently.

  This woman is finally mine!

  Tinsley pauses to grin at me for a moment, a devious smile on her gorgeously plump lips as I grasp her hair harder.

  Then her mouth moves down, down, down, until she licks the length of my shaft.

  Pure torture.

  Her eyes are on mine as she kisses and licks her way back up to head of my cock before she lowers her mouth, and swallows my whole cock.

  God this woman!

  What she does to me!

  Her perfect, thick lips slide up and down my shaft as I grip her hair harder in an attempt to maintain control of myself.

  But that only causes her to slide my shaft deeper into her hot mouth.

  “Tinsley,” I groan.

  My eyes involuntarily roll back into my head as she pushes me closer, and closer to orgasm.

  Every time my cock hits the back of her throat, it sends another jolt of pleasure through my whole body.

  All the senses I have are on fire as I feel my body tense up.

  “Tinsley!” I groan again.

  Suddenly she stops, kissing the head of my cock.

  “Not yet,” There's a devious smirk on her face as she unwraps her skirt before she drops her panties to the ground.

  I almost want to protest, but when she grabs hold of my shaft and moves over me, I realize there's nothing I want more.

  “I want something from you first," she purrs.

  Then she directs my cock into her wet pussy, sinking all the way down on me.

  “Fuck," she moans, as her hips roll over mine.

  “That's amazing," her voice trails off in bliss.

  I remove her bra and let it fall through the floor, and my hands caress her breasts gently.

  I burn with the desire to watch her body shake with pleasure on top of me and push my hips up against hers.

  Tinsley bares her hips down against mine in return before she rotates her hips slightly.

  Then she begins to grind against me.

  Her back arches gracefully, as I pull her hips down against me again and thrust inside her.

  “Noah!” She screams my name with a lustful cry that echoes throughout the room.

  “Tinsley!” I grunt as her movements speed up.

  Her beautiful face is all I can see, her mouth open as she calls my name, her eyes squeezed tightly shut as the beginning of her orgasm begins to ripple up from her core.

  “Fuck!” She screams.

  Her body tenses up as I grip her hips and move them against me, to draw out her orgasm as I find mine.

  It takes me by surprise this time, but my hot load shoots inside her and my mind spirals.

  All I can think about is how good it feels to be together like this.

  No complications as she bends over my body and collapses on top of me.

  “I don't think I can move," she huffs with a laugh.

  “Truly I don't think I can," she sighs happily.

  “That good?” I smirk, wrapping my arms around her as I grab a blanket to cover the both of us, should anyone walk in by accident.

  The truth is I have no desire to move away from this moment.

  Right now, everything is perfect, and that's all I desire at the moment.

  The rest will have to wait.

  55

  Tinsley

  December 24, 2017

  Corban's birthday falls right on Christmas Eve.

  Despite the goings on with his mother, Ava and I managed to plan a small Christmas Eve birthday party with a few of his friends still in the city.

  The weather smiled on us, and the snow has been minimal.

  Noah's house is alive with the hum of Corban's friends chattering over cocktails and whatever food I managed to scrape together.

  All in all, it's not one of Noah's finer get-togethers, but the mood is so jovial.

  The only thing that bothers me is that I can’t find my damn engagement ring.

  The one Noah gave me.

  That blue diamond has eluded me, and I wonder if I left it at my mothers, but I rarely take it off my finger.

  I’m desperate to search for it, but Ava approaches me.

  Ava looks about ready to pop too; she's due reasonably soon and desperate to have her twins.

  “God, I look like a whale,” Ava tells me from her seat beside me.

  “You do not,” I protest.

  “You're just part of the cute pregnant package,” I add.

  “Yeah, Tinsley?” Ava starts.

  “Nothing about this is cute. I haven't seen my feet in weeks; I can't bend over or wear heels, and barely any of my clothes fit. I'm ready," she bemoans.

  “I bet,” I smile at Ava sympathetically.

  “You know, this is my first Christmas with actual family," she points out.

  “I've never had a family. Now I've got more than enough family to go around,” Ava motions to her stomach.

  “I'm a little scared that I'm going to mess this up," she admits.

  “Ava, I know you won't,” I try to comfort her.

  “But how? I've never had a real mother. My mother is well... you know the story," she begins.

  “That's the only mother I've ever known; I don't even think I can do this some days," she says.

  “You're nothing like Elizabeth,” I explain.

  “Elizabeth isn't you; she never had a maternal instinct in her body. I'm sure you do, in fact, I'm positive. Plus, you've got a husband who loves you, who will never let you down,” I add.

  Ava nods, wiping away a tear.

  “I still can't get over the fact that I have a husband. You know? I mean we've been married for a while, but Corban still surprises me every day somehow. I never thought I was all that lovable until I met him," she confesses.

  I follow her gaze to Corban who tells a story to a few friends across the room.

  He lights up as he mimics something and everyone around him laughs.

  Then I look around the room for Noah.

  He stands with Athena as they exchange a few words.

  Then his eyes meet mine.

  “Go,” Ava urges me.

  There’s a little smile on her face.

  “We’re finally free,” I tell her.

  “Thank god for that,” Ava says.

  I move across the room to Noah and Athena.

  “Tinsley you look radiant,” Athena tells me as she kisses my cheek.

  “Thank-you,” I return her greeting.

  “How was London?” I ask.

  “Dreadful," she sighs.

  “My sister is happy to be back,” Noah laughs.

  “Yes, and I see someone I know,” Athena excuses herself.

  “Well,” Noah says.

  “We did it, we’re finally together," he sighs with relief.

  “After all this time,” I respond.

  It’s so easy to wrap my arms around his neck and lose myself in another warm kiss that makes me weak all the way from my arms to my toes.

  We’re both vaguely aware that this is a crowded room, f
illed with people, but that doesn’t stop us from making-out like a couple of teenagers.

  We continue to kiss until someone taps me on the shoulder.

  “Champagne?” Corban asks.

  He hands us both a flute.

  “I’m pregnant-” I begin to protest.

  Until I see my ring at the bottom of the glass.

  My cheeks almost hurt from the smile that forms on my lips.

  “Noah, what are you doing?” I ask.

  “I think you know," he replies.

  Noah sets his glass down and fishes my ring out of the bottom of the glass.

  Then he drops down on one knee, and I’m only vaguely aware of the hush that’s fallen over the room.

  Tears already slide down my cheeks.

  “Tinsley, love of my life, I don’t want to waste another second without you as my wife. You’ve been the only woman in my heart, for the longest time, and the only woman I’ll ever love. Will you marry me?” He asks.

  “Noah, on my god,” I cry.

  I try to choke back a sob, but I’m too overcome with emotion.

  “I take that’s a yes?” Noah asks.

  I can only nod and cry as Noah slips the ring back on my finger, where it belongs.

  Not only has he surprised me, but he’s also asked me to marry him in front of everything.

  Propriety be damned, we are together.

  We are finally out in the open, and it’s blissfully perfect as Noah finally stands and claims my lips with the most intense, passionate kiss.

  Noah kisses away the tears as I laugh.

  “You didn’t have to do that,” I tell him.

  “I did," he replies.

  “Because you deserve the world, and I want everyone to know that I’m going to be the man to give that to you," he whispers.

  “I love you,” is all I can manage to say.

  “I love you more,” His voice is soft.

  Then we are engulfed in the fiery passion of another kiss.

  56

  Noah

  December 24, 2017

  It feels like hours before everyone disperses and Tinsley and I can finally be alone.

  The fireplace crackles as we enter the master bedroom, and Tinsley walks towards the window.

  In the moonlight, the view of the ocean is magnificent.

  But it doesn’t compare to way Tinsley looks, in a blue dress that curves elegantly around her frame, and her bump.

  “You look beautiful,” I whisper in her ear as I wrap my arms around her.

  “You’re amazing,” Tinsley whispers back.

  She looks down at her ring, then turns to me.

  “You didn’t have to do that," she says, but there’s a smile on her lips.

  “Yes, I did, because we’re not going to hide our love anymore, it’s done, we’re free, we’re out in the open, and no one is going to get between us, not ever again,” my voice is smooth.

  We adopt the position of slow dancers and swirl around the room in slow, elegant motions until my lips find hers.

  All the tension, all the hope of all these years, everything we’ve been through, all of that fades so quickly because this is it.

  We’re engaged.

  We’re having a baby.

  This is truly it for us.

  I lose myself in my fiancée’s lips and slowly tug down the zipper of dress.

  Tinsley let’s it fall to the floor, and I am down on my knees to kiss her stomach.

  When I look up at her, the glint in her eyes is there. It always has been.

  Our love never faded.

  It grew, it evolved, it only got stronger.

  “Noah, can I tell you something?” Tinsley asks.

  “Anything,” I respond.

  “I never believed in soul-mates, truly, until I realized that we had a chance to be together. I knew the instant you kissed me I could only ever see myself with you, and as much trouble as all of this has been, I always knew it would be us, together, in the end," she finishes her speech quietly.

  A tear slides down her cheek, out of sheer happiness and I kiss it away.

  I want to kiss all her tears away for the rest of my life.

  Tinsley eases my jacket off my shoulders and gently, slowly, undoes the buttons of my dress shirt, with her eyes intently on mine.

  She bites her lip.

  “Is it weird that I’m nervous?” She asks.

  “No,” I shake my head.

  “It’s our first time together, with nothing between us,” I whisper.

  A wave of emotion runs through me, and goosebumps rise on my arms.

  Tinsley lays back on the bed, in nothing but a little beige thong, and I discard the rest of my clothes.

  We take our time, we kiss slowly, with purpose, and draw out every single time our lips meet.

  Over and over again, we kiss and kiss.

  Her hand encircles my cock as my hand moves between her legs.

  I slowly rub her clit as she strokes me.

  “Noah," she gasps with pleasure.

  Her grip on my cock is firmer as I continue to torture her with pleasure.

  She whines and writhes as my finger runs along her slick clit a little faster until her orgasm bubbles up and she screams my name.

  “I need you,” I whisper.

  “I need you," she says out of my breath.

  Then our lips smash together again.

  On my knees, I pull her up against me and prop a pillow under her back.

  I spread her legs, and guide my throbbing shaft inside her.

  I take a moment to memorize the look on her face as she takes my length, the way her eyes widen, and her mouth forms an o-shape.

  A little sound comes out that familiar, pleasure mixed with the first gasp of having my cock inside her.

  Pure satisfaction is all I feel.

  My mind is blank.

  I feed her my cock, over and over again, as she begs me not to stop.

  “Noah!” She calls my name and grips the sheets.

  I watch Tinsley’s thighs shake in my hands, as her eyes roll back inside her head, and she cums hard on my cock, her muscles convulse slightly.

  “Oh my god!” She gasps, her whole body shaking as I continue my slow thrusts into her wetness.

  “Oh my God!" she screams.

  Her body is a shaky mess, and I love the sight of it.

  She shakes and moans, grips the sheets, then covers her face with a pillow and screams into it as she comes close to orgasm, yet again

  “Noah…” Her voice is desperate for release.

  I pump her body harder, and she quivers with pleasure, and her body continues to shake as she screams with the orgasm.

  She’s so wet I have to have her in my arms.

  I move the pillow and cover her body with mine.

  Her legs spread wide for me as she continues to moan, only now I get the satisfaction of her skin on mine, the gratification of her touch, her lips.

  Tinsley’s nails sink into my back, her teeth sink into my neck and return the favor.

  “You… just… keep… making…me…cum,” Tinsley whines, unable to form a coherent sentence.

  She rocks her hips against mine, and we find a rhythm, our sweaty bodies move together as one.

  My orgasm tears through my body, suddenly and swiftly as I sink my cock into Tinsley and she cries out one final time as my hot cum spills inside her.

  We lay together in silence for a long time. Our bodies wrapped together, under the sheets, as the fire crackles down and dies in its hearth.

  “Noah I can’t believe this is it, this is finally it,” Tinsley whispers.

  “Me either, to be honest,” I respond.

  I nuzzle just under her chin and kiss the skin there. I kiss everywhere I can.

  “Are you cold?” I ask after a while.

  “No," she shakes her head.

  “Even if I was, I’ve got you to keep me warm," she says.

  “For the rest of our lives,” I
smile.

  Then we dissolve into more kisses, intent to stay up as long as we can manage.

  57

  Tinsley

  December 31, 2017

  I’ve been to all manner of New Year’s parties, but the simple party we are at tonight is the only place that I want to be.

  Noah, Corban, Ava and I have settled on ordering Chinese take-out and watching some films.

  The "Star Wars" series.

  Every. Single. One.

  Back to back.

  I don’t mind, not in the slightest.

  Noah enjoys them, and it’s comfortable to nibble on Chinese food with the only person that truly matters to me.

  We don’t even notice when midnight passes, thoroughly engrossed in our food and movie marathon.

  It’s simple, quiet, and peaceful.

  “I need to pee,” Ava announces.

  “Here,” Corban offers to help.

  He sets his plate down on the coffee table, and Ava takes his outstretched hands as he pulls her up to stand.

  Then I hear something I can’t place, and suddenly there’s a wet spot on the carpet.

  “Oh. My. God,” Ava says the words slowly.

  “Did you water just break?” Corban asks in a panic.

  “Holy shit! My water broke! They’re coming!” Ava begins to panic as well.

  “Ava,” Noah stands up and grabs the hospital bag from where it’s been behind the couch just in case.

  “Do not panic, you’re going to be an amazing mother, and whatever happens next, it’s all going to be worth it, once you see those two beautiful baby boys,” His voice is so calm that Ava smiles.

  “Dad," she says, her eyes well up with tears.

  “Come on,” Noah holds a hand out to her, let’s get you to the hospital.

  “Wait,” Ava begs, tears still in her eyes.

  She chokes back a sob.

  “You’re not the father I always wanted. You’ve been messy, and arrogant, and impossible to deal with. Your love life was always such a fucking mess, not to mention my mother is insane and out of jail. You’ve caused so much trouble, and you’re not the father I always wanted,” Ava sobs again.

  Noah glances at me, bewildered.

  “But you’re the father I always needed. Because I’m messy, impossible, and arrogant and selfish, and I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of. But you’ve always loved me anyway, no matter what. You never gave up on me, even when I wanted to give up on you. You’re everything to me, and I love you, Dad,” Ava barely gets the last words out as she dissolves into tears.