Ava stands up, her belly sticking out more now that she's standing as she stands at the glass railing, her diamond glinting in the sunlight as I join her, my hand resting on hers as I encircle her waist with my other arm.
“I love you,” Ava whispers.
“I love you too,” I whisper fiercely.
I breathe in her scent as I find her lips.
There’s sure to be trouble brewing at home, but I don’t care.
Right now, I just want to get lost in my wife's lips.
***
And now a special bonus excerpt from
DENIAL
The Stone Billionaire Series
Book Three
Chapter One: Noah
July 22, 2017
Ava & Corban's Wedding
“I’ve never liked weddings,” I announce to Evan.
I stare down into what is a watered-down whiskey.
I take a sip and make a face.
“The drinks are never that good, and the food is terrible,” I tell him.
Evan grins at me.
I sigh.
Apparently, even the Central Park Boathouse is no exception to the terrible wedding stereotype.
Ava and Corban manage to shine through it all; my incredible daughter and her husband!
It's impossible to believe that I'm going to be a grandfather.
“Not a fan of weddings, either, Dad,” says Evan. “However, there seem to be a few interesting things to do around here,” he says, pointing to Victoire.
A small smirk accompanies Evan's statement.
“Evan, she's off limits,” I tell him. “Don't even think about trying to sleep with my public relations manager, she will rip off your…” I begin.
Then, I stop myself.
For all I know, that’s something that turns him on.
Aggressive women – not ball torture.
I know Victoire doesn't like mixing business with pleasure, and especially not with her boss' son.
I look forward to watching Evan get the hell slapped out of him after he saunters over to Victoire, who's speaking with Tinsley.
Tinsley, who was, mere weeks ago, at the engagement party, but has barely said ten words to me.
I'm hoping that if I give her enough time, that everything will be alright.
Across the room, Tinsley's hazel eyes widen at something Victoire has said to Evan, and she slips away as I watch Vic point her finger at my son.
Corban and Ava are long gone.
I laugh and catch Tinsley’s attention.
I motion for her to join me at the bar.
She shakes her head but comes towards me anyway.
She smiles, and I feel that familiar pang.
The lust for her.
My love for her.
“Did you know Evan was going to get his head bitten off?” she asks, and then orders a drink.
She glances back at Evan and Victoire.
With Ava and Corban gone, I doubt anyone would care if she made a scene but Olivia.
My ex-wife, however, is too busy making eyes at someone I don't recognize to notice the scuffle that's about to take place.
“My money is on Vic,” I tell her.
“I don't think Evan can hold his own, against a gorgeous woman in heels,” she responds.
I take Tinsley in, from head to toe.
She is a sight for sore eyes.
Her fabulous lilac dress strategically hugs her body, with a slit right up her thigh.
She looks incredible!
“Are you talking about your son, or yourself?” Tinsley queries.
“I'm talking about the gorgeous woman in front of me,” I admit.
“Noah,” Tinsley begins.
“I know what you're about to say,” I cut her off. “You still can't be with me, right? Because of all I put Ava through to protect you?” I ask.
“No, because I still love you,” she admits.
“I saw how happy Ava was, and I realized something,” she says.
“And that would be?” I query, trying not to sound too excited.
“How can I hold anything against you, when you're the only man in my heart, and Ava is so happy?” her words only serve to endear her to me.
She motions around the room.
“They've had a beautiful wedding; they have a baby on the way,” she whispers.
I lower my voice to match hers.
“Our life together could be amazing, too, dear,” I tease her.
Then, I lead Tinsley onto the dance floor.
The months of back and forth, of trying to reconcile with her, of my over-protecting Ava - all of that has faded away.
I did the right thing.
Tinsley is no longer in danger because of Elizabeth, and now, we can finally be together!
My daughter is in my life, and she will soon have a family of her own.
Everything worked out.
Not exactly as I planned, but it worked out.
“I know,” Tinsley's voice is dreamy as I place a hand on the small of her back.
“You're the only man for me, Noah,” she purrs.
“You have always been the woman in my heart,” I confess.
“Always, and forever,” I say.
“And Elizabeth?” she asks me.
She's still unsure of what was between Elizabeth and me.
I'm still not exactly sure myself.
Was it just lust?
“You know the answer to that, I never had this feeling with her. What we've found, you and I, in each other,” I confirm.
“And that is?” Tinsley smiles at me, her eyes shining.
She's practically glowing.
“The kind of love that never let's go,” I say as I twirl her and bring her back into my arms. “The kind of love that spans years and is still the most real thing I've ever felt in my life,” I whisper into her ear.
“Oh, Noah!” Tinsley looks as though she's about to tear up. “You're so...,”
Tinsley doesn't know what to say.
“You're beautiful,” I tell her.
“Don't think that my feelings for you have ever waned, not even for a second. I've always loved you through this, and I will always love you,” I say.
“I love you,” she says, as a single tear slips down her cheek.
I kiss it away before moving to her lips.
When our lips are intertwined again, the world fades away, and I can't imagine being anywhere else.
I'm enthralled with her; this woman has me entirely.
As the song finishes, we sit at the table and watch the festivities wind down.
“How was your trip?” I ask.
“I ran into Hazel and Connor,” she says.
Tinsley pauses for a second.
I can sense something is wrong.
“What?” I ask.
“They were on their honeymoon, and Hazel just... she seemed so miserable. We talked a bit, but, she seemed like she was afraid to say anything. I think they're meeting my father and Julian in London soon. She'll be home, and I can get something out of her then,” she says.
I'm not sure what to say.
Connor makes me uneasy, and Tinsley's comment makes me shake my head.
“Don't worry about it,” I soothe her with my voice.
“They'll come back, you'll see your best friend, and all will be well,” I soothe her.
I lead her back onto the dance floor for the last song of the night.
Tinsley wraps her arms around my neck, and I hold her close to me.
I've craved her warmth for so long.
I can't stop myself from kissing her.
Her lips are so soft and welcoming.
I missed this.
We are making out like a couple of teenagers on the dance floor at prom.
When we pull away from each other all I want is to take her to bed.
“Are you ready to leave?” I growl in her ear.
“Does that mean you're taking me home?” her sul
try voice begs for me.
“I think it's time we made our exit,” I say, with a nod to Evan.
We gather our coats and walk out to the curb.
The limousine pulls up, and the Driver exits.
He opens the door, and Tinsley slides in, and I slide in beside her, playing with the loose curls of her hair.
In response she pulls out the pins, letting it fall down.
“Much better,” I say with admiration.
“You look much less uptight like that,” I say.
“Noah, I haven't been that uptight for a long time,” she teases me.
I run my fingers through her hair.
Her eyes settle seductively on mine.
“Are you going to seduce me, Mr. Stone?” she asks, coyly.
She's hearkening back to our first time together.
“Wouldn't dream of it,” I lie, smirking at her.
“Too bad,” she pouts.
Then, her smile lights up her eyes, and before the door closes behind us, we are kissing.
Feverish, passionate kisses of two lovers who have all the time in the world.
Every single kiss draws her closer to me in the car, until I've got one hand entangled in her hair, the other on her thigh, where the slit in her dress has given me ample access to her tanned skin.
When she opens her mouth to mine, I lose myself in the madness of the moment, my hand sliding further up her dress, to her ass and a low moan escapes her lips.
She works away my belt, then the buttons on my pants before shrugging off my jacket and loosening my bow tie.
“I need you, Noah,” she gasps, as I pull her panties down her legs, over her heels.
Tinsley undoes my belt and pushes my pants below my hips with her heels, then pulls me down on top of her.
Pushing her dress up above her waist, I don't waste time.
I direct my throbbing cock into her wetness, watching the gasp of pleasure as she's filled with me, her fingers gripping my shoulders as her hips move against me, wrapping her legs around my waist.
My hands travel up and down her legs, under the dress to her hips.
We move together seamlessly, and the time flows so freely that I can touch everything I want, and thrust into her, as she brings the movement of her hips in rhythm with me, and as our lips meet again.
It’s all suddenly a feverish disarray, and I am lost in the feeling of her tightness wrapped around my cock, and the sound of her moans.
“Oh god, Noah!” she grips the door behind her as I drive into her body, I give her what she needs to satiate the thirst that we've both been craving
Every single movement engulfs us in blinding lust for each other.
Tinsley draws it out of me, as she comes closer to finding her release.
Our eyes connect, and my hands frame her face, realizing it's impossible to think that I have endless time with this woman.
Hot, and sweaty, I run my hands along her thighs, taking in the sight of her being pleasured by me, something I promise I will never forget.
It's etched in my brain, and I take hold of her hips, giving her more and more until she screams my name and I feel her let go, watching her orgasm shudder through her arching body.
I am mesmerized by the way she tenses up and screams my name.
I can't help myself.
My release follows, and the intense wave of orgasm shoots through my body, and I am pinning Tinsley against the leather seats.
We cum together, calling and moaning each other's names.
Tinsley swirls around on my cock, her breathing uneven as her whole-body shakes.
“Oh god Noah,” she whines, breathing heavily.
I collapse onto her, my weight pressing her into the rich leather.
“You're the most amazing man I've ever met,” she whispers, gasping for breath.
“You're the only woman I want to be with,” I return, and then my hands twist in her hair as I draw her to me for another passionate kiss.
“Truly?” she asks.
“Don't ever make anyone, or anything doubt my love for you,” I instruct in a gentle tone.
She is the only woman I could ever possibly want.
****
The driver waits until I open the door, making sure we are both somewhat composed, and I stuff her panties in my jacket pocket.
He bids us goodnight, and tips his hat, smiling, as we exit the limo.
We continue whispering and kissing all the way up the elevator, my hands on her thigh, pulling it up towards me.
Unlocking the penthouse door, we’re giggling and ecstatic in our lust for each other.
“We should just...,” I start.
But, Olivia's voice cuts through the air thickly.
“Just what?” she asks.
Chapter Two: Tinsley
July 22, 2017
“Just what? Please continue, Noah,” Olivia smirks from her position.
She blocks the entrance to the penthouse.
“What are you doing here?” I ask in an accusatory tone. “Whatever we do together, that's none of your business,” I say as I glance at Noah, who's merely nodding.
“Yes Olivia, I think you should simply leave,” he concurs.
“Leave?” Olivia feigns being innocent for a moment. “Why ever would I do that? Your relationship must be boring by now. We should spice things up a bit,” she laughs.
Is Noah's ex-wife suggesting we have a threesome?
Noah stares at her stupidly, wondering if she's serious.
Then, a worried look crosses his face.
“I don't think...,” suddenly unaware of what to say, Noah draws a blank for the first time since I've known him.
“Oh relax, I was kidding. Though if you're up for me joining in, I suppose I should shave...,” she says.
“Olivia, cut the shit!” I glare at her. “You realize…” I say, as I pull myself up to my full height, an arm on Noah's shoulder, “…he's mine, and you no longer have any power over him. That was long gone years ago! So, just explain what you're doing here!”
“I wanted to see for myself if this little affair was still alive,” she says and walks into the living room, towards the bar.
Noah raises an eyebrow at me.
“She must be drunk,” he whispers.
“No kidding,” I whisper back.
I follow him, to where Olivia has poured us all a drink.
“So, how is your little affair?” Olivia prompts Noah.
“It's not a 'little affair' Olivia,” he barks.
His cold reply is precisely what I want to hear.
“It never was that. Just because you got hurt in the process doesn't mean we don't deserve to be happy together,” he says to her.
“You assume I'm here to deliver devastating news?” Olivia laughs harshly, her voice reverberating around the room.
“Well, where you're concerned? Yes,” Noah stares at her, but takes the drink.
“Then you would be correct,” Olivia grins.
“Continue with this little tramp, and I will destroy you financially. I meant what I said before, and Tinsley simply didn't listen,” she informs him.
Noah roars with laughter.
“You? Destroy me? How could you possibly?” he says, incredulous.
The more Noah continues laughing, the more I want to laugh with him.
“That's pretty preposterous, Olivia,” I agree with him.
“I knew you would say that,” Olivia rolls her eyes.
“Noah you're so powerful, you think you're invincible. I'm here to tell you, that you're not,” she says.
“You're wrong,” Noah says flatly.
“You think I'm that stupid? I'm not invincible. However, I doubt that you could ever do anything that would hurt me,” he replies.
Olivia's face reddens.
“You watch yourself, Mr. Noah Leviathan Stone,” she says.
“Why?” I ask.
“If you came here just to spit empty threats at us, beca
use you're jealous he's found someone, and you're on what? Your fourth engagement? It's not going to work,” I add.
I'm well aware that Olivia's recent engagement to fiancé number four has ended, and she has no one, at the moment.
But this doesn't deter her in the slightest.
“Noah, leave her or I'll destroy you,” she repeats.
Noah roars with laughter again, holding his stomach for a moment.
He laughs until he can't breathe and I watch as Olivia forms fists, trying to hide her rage against his reaction.
“You bastard! You deserve what's coming to you!” Olivia rages.
She moves to strike him, but he grabs her hand before she can hit him.
“Olivia, let's stop this madness,” he says.
“This is your final warning, Stone,” Olivia practically spits at him.
“It's her or your empire,” she hisses.
“Olivia,” I shake my head.
I don’t believe that she is capable of taking everything away from him, any more than I do that she would if she had that kind of power.
She doesn't.
“You're making a fool of yourself,” I tell her, as I wrap my arms around Noah's shoulders from behind.
Noah releases her.
Olivia takes a few steps backward, away from the both of us.
Slowly, I kiss Noah's neck.
With my arms still around him, I begin to slide his tuxedo jacket down his arms, again planting kisses.
Noah turns his head in response, and our lips meet, my mouth opening to his to ensure that we are putting on a good show for Olivia.
Then, there's no other thought in my mind other than I want him again, and his jacket hits the floor as I slide a hand inside his shirt.
“Do you want to stay and watch the show?” I question Olivia, with innocent doe eyes, before purring to Noah.
“Would you like that sweetheart?” I whisper.
Noah grins at me.
“I don't believe Olivia wants to watch our private business,” he says as he glances back at her.
“Unless you want to see how a real woman handles a man, Olivia?” he asks.
This tips Olivia over the edge, and she stomps away, screaming profanities that I've never heard coming from her mouth before.
I imagine the rage that she feels will last a while, and there's not a clear thought in my head, except that I need Noah.
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