Atonement (Heart of Stone)

by Sidebottom, D H

  He paused for a moment, a deep sigh filtering from his lungs softly before he nodded. “I don’t want to lie to you, Ava. There was… there is something between us and damn, it was so hard to back down from, pull myself back from but I don’t… no, I won’t hurt you Ava. I won’t go behind your back but…” he hesitated as his eyes fired with a deep lust, “…but I want him, badly.”

  I dropped my gaze to the floor, tracing the pattern of the carpet with my eyes as his admission bounced around my brain. I frowned and looked at him, “Am I… Do I – do this?”

  He frowned as he cocked his head in confusion, “Do you do what?”

  “Do I make… men like this, is it me?”

  He was upon me instantly, his anger evident in the way he held my upper arms and glared straight into me, “No, Ava, no. You are the most sexual woman there is; your body, your mind, they are full of so much sensuality Ava, don’t ever think that. You make me harder and needier than anything I have ever felt before. I can’t get enough of you. My cock is constantly yearning for you; for your delicious pussy, for your amazing tits, for your hot little mouth. The way you look at me when I take you, there is nothing on this earth that can compete against that. The little sounds you make drive me wild and the way your body responds to my touch is mesmerising, baby. You – you make me crazy with lust and need.”

  I nodded and gave him a slight smile, “Did you… do you want us both together or are you asking my permission to fuck him?”

  I needed to know as much as it might hurt me, I needed to be aware of what his fantasies included, what made him tick now that he had opened up to his desires and wants. Now I had opened the can of worms when I had invited Connor into our bed.

  His hands dropped to mine before he threaded his long fingers through my small ones, “Only ever with you, Ava. I need you with me, I need your touch first and foremost but I can’t allow this. He still loves you Ava and I know how you feel about him…”

  I opened my mouth to protest but he clamped our joined hands over my lips and shook his head, “Don’t be afraid, baby. I’ve known for a while, since this whole thing kicked off how you felt about him. I’m not angry with you, Ava. I’m not hurt; you chose me and stuck by that decision and never wavered, ever, in the last six years, and you will never know how much joy that fills me with.”

  We were silent as we read each other, delved deep into each other to get a handle on this, to assess our own wants and needs. “What is it you want, Mason? Are you asking for my permission to fuck Kade? Is that it?”

  He shook his head; his palm cupped my cheek so tenderly it forced a strangled whimper from me, his love for me so openly displayed in his eyes and across the entirety of his handsome face. I knew he loved me, I knew he loved me with his very soul and his entire essence. I knew it was me that made him inhale his first breath every morning, me that made his heart thud its first beat of the day and me that made the blood in his veins flow with warmth but what I didn’t know was where we went from here; now Mason had opened up to his sexual needs, could we survive them together?

  “No, Ava, no. I don’t know what I’m saying, I just know that I wanted to tell you how I felt today… with him, with Kade.”

  I could see his eyes darken again as he relived whatever had happened between them. “What did you feel, Mason? Tell me.” His throat dipped as his brow puckered in a slight frown but I could sense the tension in him with my question.

  He shook his head as he tried to pull away but I grabbed his wrists firmly, my eyes narrow on him in command as I pursed my lips at him. “You wanted honesty Mason, so give it me. I want to know how he made you feel. Did he make your breath stunt? Did he make your belly hum? Did he make your blood heat with desire, Mason?”

  His chest heaved as he narrowed his eyes on me; his jaw tightened with rage as his fingers slid into my hair and grasped a handful, his distinctive dominant hold made my sex jerk. My pussy flooded with my juices and my nipples hardened to rigid peaks as I watched the lust on his face deepen and become something more licentious and feral.

  My own arousal and need spurred me on, knowing where my questions would take us, and damn if I didn’t need it.

  “Did you want to bury your tongue in his mouth and play with his, Mason? Did you want to wrap your lips around his thick hard cock and torture him until he exploded his cum into your mouth?”

  His chest rumbled as his hand reached to the zip on his trousers and within seconds his solid cock was free and in his fist, his hand sliding tightly up and down his length as his breathing became ragged and laboured.

  “Ava…” he warned, his voice no more than tight rasp as his eyes pierced me with a burn that struck my clit head on and damn near brought my orgasm.

  My own breathing was becoming forced and agonized as I watched my glorious bastard pleasure himself so fiercely, his hand sliding swiftly but furiously on his shaft, pumping himself to an even greater width and length.

  “Did you want to grip arse cheeks and slide into him, pound his tight backside and feel him push back against you, taking all of you inside him?”

  He yanked me off the desk with one hand as he pushed me to my knees in front of him. Both of his hands seized my hair as he held my head still before he thrust his heavy cock straight into my mouth and down my throat. I opened for him, my own gasp allowing him entry past my burning tonsils; my eagerness and want taking everything he gave me, permitting anything he wanted and giving everything he wanted.

  He thrust twice before his ejaculation released a torrent of his hot cum straight into my throat and down into my belly. His loud shouts of ecstasy echoed around the room as his fingers tightened in my hair and kept me rooted to him as he continued to pump furiously into my mouth.

  “Fuckkkkk” he roared as he continued to come, his whole body jerking and twitching with each of the pleasure explosions spiralling into his muscles and brain.

  “Ava!” he yelled as he still came, his sperm continuing to line my throat as his fingers tightened even harsher.

  Eventually his hands loosened and his breathing levelled as he looked down at me, still kneeling before him as I looked up at him through my heavy eyelids.

  “Bend over the desk.” He ordered with a tone that broached no denial, not that there was any.

  I did as he asked, my juices sliding down my thighs with my potent arousal as I closed my eyes in preparation for Mason’s deliverance.

  I groaned obscenely when I felt his hot tongue swipe over my groove, my flesh so hot that the extra heat of his tongue burnt my sensitive skin. “Fuck Ava, you’re creaming, baby.”

  I rolled my hips, pushing myself to him in demand as he repeated his pleasurable worship of my cunt, stroking my pussy walls before retreating and circling my clit with the tip of his tongue. As soon as he flat tongued it, I exploded so powerfully I collapsed to my knees in front of the desk.

  Mason manoeuvred my jolting body so he could continue to bring me higher, “That’s it Ava, go with it baby. Let it take you over the edge” he breathed against my pussy as he slipped his fingers out of me and slipped them inside my bottom, stroking the tight walls as he suckled on my raging clit.

  A bolt of pleasure electrified my nerve endings and shot a current of ecstasy around my whole body, my entire essence shattered with pleasure as I screamed through the white exquisite pain of rapture.

  When I came around I was laid flat out on the office floor, my body still trembling with the aftershocks of the most intense orgasm I had ever had. “Christ…” I breathed as I opened my eyes to the amazing view of Mason’s wide adoring smile.

  “Welcome back, baby.”

  I frowned at him as I blinked rapidly.

  “You passed out.” His face was alight with humour as his fingers stroked up and down my arm, his love flowing through his fingertips and his gaze as he regarded me softly. “I fucking love you Ava but why did you do that?”

  “Do what?” I asked as I reciprocated his movements and ran my fingers
along his jaw and over his cheekbone.

  “Say those things about Kade, you knew - you knew how they would affect me, yet you still said them.”

  I smiled and continued my finger trek along the bridge of his nose and over his bottom lip, my eyes following my movement with a faint daze. “Because I needed you to know it is okay to feel those things, Mason. It’s okay to want a man. It’s okay to desire Kade, to yearn for another man. If that’s the way you tick, I need you to know that I’m okay with it. I love you, Mason. I love all of you and I love you all the more for coming here tonight and telling me. You’re right though, it would have hurt me so much if you did it behind my back but your honesty means more to me than anything, baby. I can’t stop the way you feel, I can’t change your wants and desires, I can only help you deal with them and if it’s fucking men then you fuck men with me cos’ you ever do it alone, then we are finished, you understand?”

  He stared at me, his expression puzzled and slightly watchful before he inhaled a deep pull of air and licked his lips. “You have my word on that but I still don’t understand what it is you’re actually saying.”

  I shuffled closer to him, needing to feel the warm puff of his breath on me and feel the beat of his heart through his chest as I covered his hard body with my soft one, “I’m saying that you are who you are and I’m proud that you can accept what you are, Mason. You’re the most alpha male I know, the most masculine man I’ve ever known and admitting your sexuality to yourself can’t have been easy.”

  He nodded but still surveyed me with slight trepidation. “I am saying I accept this part of you as well, but your hunger for male sex can only be sated with a man. I know this; I understand it as I acknowledge it. You need a man, then I am right there with you, right beside you and fully supportive of it.”

  His eyes widened before he blinked slowly and his jaw dropped slightly, “You… you’re saying that you want me to fuck men?”

  I chuckled as I slid my leg around him and rolled him until I was straddled over him, his firm solid pecs under my hands as I stroked my fingers around the contours of his defined hard muscles. “I’m saying I want to watch as you fuck a man, I want to join you fuck other men. I want to see that picture of pure ecstasy on your face whilst you fuck a man. But you only ever do it with me there. We can’t fight this, Mason, so we both need to accept it and enjoy it.”

  “Jesus Christ” he whispered as his hands fenced my hips and slid me down his stomach until I felt his erection press into my lower back.

  I smiled lewdly, “Why Mr Fox, you sure know how to change the subject.”

  He smiled back with that sexy smile of his, the one that stroked my clit as it constricted my vagina, “Why Mrs Fox, you sure know how to make me want to change the subject. I can smell your juicy pussy flooding, Ava. I can feel the heat from your cunt and it’s driving me fucking insane.”

  “Then I think we better change the subject” I moaned as I lifted over him, positioning his rigid cock beneath me before I sank down and drove hard onto him.

  He managed to change the subject but I knew we’d be broaching it again soon.

  If I was honest with myself, the thought of him fucking Kade excited me. The visions in my head of my husband and my past lover joining together in a frantic hard fuck had me riding Mason harder than ever. A frantic need coursing through my blood and clenching my pussy saw my drives and plunges powerful and wild until we both came hard and loudly, our love making severe and intense before we held each other tight for long minutes, both of us sated and exhausted and each of us finally accepting that our sex life was soon going to hit new heights, new extremes and hopefully new delights and explorations.

  Chapter 29

  mason

  I lifted my sleeping wife onto the sofa and pulled a thin blanket up around her delicious naked body before I pulled my trousers back around my hips and zipped up. Finding some paper I left her a message that I had some business to attend to and I would meet her at home later.

  I glanced at her as she curled up on the dingy couch, her hands slipping under her cheek as her knees bent upwards. Her foetal sleeping stance made me aware that she was solid, heavy in her slumber and I smiled as I raked my fingers gently down her beautiful face.

  I would never understand God’s mercy at bringing this amazing woman to me. She was fucking miraculous, created by the heavens just for me. She was the most incredible woman ever created; a bright light in this dark fucked up world, calm in the storm of my life and a fantasy in the haunting nightmares.

  Her easy acceptance of me, each time I threw something at her that changed everything, had me in awe of her strength and tolerance.

  I owned her and that possession humbled me every damn day. The fact that I knew she was mine, body and soul, swelled my heart but it also frightened me to death, knowing it could so easily be snatched away from me.

  This bastard, whoever he was, was beginning to play dirty, upping his game to a new level, to a dangerous and fatal intent.

  Ava was unaware of the bomb Wes had found under her car this morning. The shock had sent waves of a fury so potent through me that I had visited the warehouse and smashed the place to pieces just for some release. I had torn the place to shreds, ripping each corrugated metal sheet from the walls, pounding into the concrete columns with an iron pipe I had wrenched from the wall and taken the small washroom apart with my bare hands in a rage so intoxicating that I had screamed through the entire two hours of destruction.

  She wasn’t aware that I had placed security on her, the constant terror that froze my blood as to her safety was chilling and petrifying.

  My wife was my life, simple. She died, I followed. I wouldn’t ever take another breath without her beside me; the pain in my heart would swallow me whole as my mind would self-destruct from the inside.

  Katie and George thought their new minder was a friend of Kerrie’s. I had informed my sister of the events and she had instantly welcomed Tony for protection. Her account to Ava was he was a friend staying with her and he had a phobia about being left alone, so he was following her and the twins everywhere. I had thought the story would be too implausible for Ava to swallow but god damn it; she had smiled warmly at him and welcomed him into her house, her trust in Kerrie quashing any doubts she would have.

  How she would react when she found out about Wes would be another matter.

  Ava craved privacy after Dane and his twisted fucking administrations on her. The need for solitude sometimes drove her into the small summer house we’d had built especially for her. Everyone knew that when Ava descended to the peaceful little log cabin at the bottom of the garden she needed lone time, time for her soul to regenerate and her spirit to heal.

  She was still tortured with night tremors, terrorised by closed doors and still wouldn’t allow the restraint of her wrists even six years after his death. A death she instigated, a death she had actually relished in, a death she had dealt with conviction but without me by her side and that forever haunted me, knowing that I wasn’t there for her still ached my soul and made my heart bleed.

  I cast another glance at her before I pulled the door shut and bumped into Gabe on my way out. “Shit Gabe, you scared the shit out of me.”

  He smiled and chuckled as his huge frame bounced with laughter, “Sorry boss, I was just looking for Mrs Fox.”

  I tipped my head at the door, “She’s sleeping at the moment. Can I help?”

  He shrugged, “Nah, it was just to inform her that the decorators can see her tomorrow and the new security guys have arrived.”

  “Already?” I asked with a stunned expression.

  He grinned again, his yellowing teeth cause a rippled shudder through me for some reason but I shook it off. “Yeah, Mrs Fox works fast, boss. You want me to deploy them around the building?”

  I nodded at him as I pulled my ringing phone from my pocket and frowned as Nate’s name displayed on the screen, “Can you hold on a sec, Nate?” I asked him as I answered
.

  I turned back to Gabe after Nate’s confirmation. “Yeah, Ava will tell them where and what when she wakes. Keep your eye on her Gabe, some strange shit happening at the moment and I need her watched intently, you get my drift?”

  Gabe’s whole face puckered in question but he still nodded, his loyalty with me demanding anything of him. “Sure boss, anything I can help with?”

  I sighed as I glanced at the door as though I could see through it and view Ava’s sleeping form on the sofa. “No, not yet, just stay near.”

  He nodded and took stance beside the closed door, “I’m not moving until she wakes.”

  I smiled at him and patted his shoulder, “Good, thank you.”

  He nodded again as I diverted my attention back to Nate, “What can I do for ya’ mate?”

  “Is Ava with you?” he asked and I tensed as I sensed the worry in his voice, his tone tight and slightly choked.

  “She’s here with me at Allure, why?”

  He exhaled heavily, his heavy breaths causing static through the phone and I frowned harder, “You need to get over here, Mason. Don’t leave her on her own though.”

  I frowned as I detected both anger and fear from him, “Gabe is outside the office door and Wes is hiding somewhere around. I’ll be twenty minutes.”

  I ended the call abruptly and scanned the corridor again. Gabe was still stood firm beside the office door, Wes nodded to me from his position outside the store room but there was a slight unease surrounding me and I flinched when I couldn’t nail the feeling down.

  I was missing something, I knew I was and my uncertainty had my phone to my ear again as I exited the building. “Elijah, I need a tap and a tracker fitting.”

  ***

  “Holy fuck Liv, are you okay?” I gasped as I knelt before a bruised Liv.