Stoned (The Stone Series)

by Berry, Kitty

  “What? Have orgasms?”

  “Wow! You’ve gotten bold. Yes, does he make you have orgasms?”

  “Many, many mind shattering orgasms.”

  “Oh, stop bragging. I have yet to find a man that can give me a better one than I can give myself” Parker admits.

  I want to tell Parker about Damian’s lifestyle but I’m not sure if he’d want me to do that so instead I ask her about Alex.

  “He’s so hot. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding him from me all these years.”

  “I wasn’t hiding him, you were just busy with all those other guys” I lovingly tease her.

  Parker tells me that Alex is super sweet and kind to her. He is always opening doors for her and pulling out chairs. He has taken her out almost every night since they met and spends most nights with her at my apartment but he hasn’t tried to sleep with her yet.

  “What the fuck do you think that’s about?” Parker asks.

  “I don’t know. The way Damian talks about him, he was quite a player when they were in college and he hasn’t settled down yet. Maybe he really likes you and doesn’t want to mess it up like he’s done in the past with sex.”

  “Yes, but I need sex and soon especially after listening to your story of slammed up against the wall mind blowing sex!”

  “Talk to him, I’m sure if he knew you felt that way about him he’d be more than happy to oblige. I doubt he’d say no to having sex with you Parker.”

  Over the next few days I finish Damian’s room, the toys have arrived and I’m excited to start experimenting but he’s making us wait another month until I’m healed. I never thought it would be Damian that was the one making us wait. He promises that the wait will be worth it and he better be right!

  I work on Megan’s room for the next week and finish that up just as the July heat is kicking into full gear. From what I hear from Megan her new playroom has been put to good use, I only wish I could say the same for Damian’s. Parker and Alex have finally done the deed and she’s very happy. At least one of us is getting some.

  “So did he do a better job of pleasing you than you do yourself?” I ask, throwing her words back at her.

  “As a matter of fact he did and I have to tell you, he’s really kinky. Like you wouldn’t believe me if I told you kinky.”

  That makes me laugh out loud. I’ll let her tell me her version of kink before I stun her with mine. “Something tells me I won’t be surprise but try me” I encourage.

  She tells me that for such a clean cut looking guy he talks more dirty than she’s ever heard before.

  “Like “C” word dirty. I never thought I’d like that but holy fuck is it hot. And he’s into light ah, bondage stuff.”

  She continues to tell me about how Alex is also a bit of an exhibitionist; they’ve done it in the elevator on the way up to the penthouse, in Alex’s car while it was parked in one of Damian’s spots in the garage and on his desk in his office with the door open. No one was there at the time but any one of us who work there could have come in and found them.

  It prompts me to begin with my tale of love, lust and bondage. “Parker, there’s something about Damian I’ve been wanting to tell you but you have to promise me you will never breath a word about this to anyone. I mean Alex knows but you can’t even talk to him about it, okay?”

  Once she reluctantly agrees I continue to tell her about Damian’s lifestyle and that even though we’re together in a normal relationship once I’m healed we’ll start using the playroom and going to The Society with me as his submissive. She doesn’t look half as shocked or appalled as I thought she would.

  “Oh, that, yeah I already know about that. Alex told me. He said he went to The Society a few times but was never really into it but he asked if I’d be and I said I’d give it a try so we’re going to the reopening together. But I already knew about Damian and his sex life before that. He does know that his sister knows about all of it right?”

  “Um, I don’t think he does and before either of us tells him I want to see what she knows. There’s a few things I’ve been dying to find out about and maybe Drea can help me” I say as the wheels are turning in my head.

  Tate and Brook throw a huge Fourth of July party. They invite all of their friends and family and many of their famous clients. I’m not looking forward to seeing Damian’s parents and neither is he. Today is not a good day for them to approach me and question my intentions where their son is concerned, I have my period again and I can be a little irrational under these circumstances.

  I never knew Mac was interested in cooking until today. He and Drea head to Connecticut early with Alex and Parker so they can help Brook prepare the side dishes and salads leaving Damian and I to drive up ourselves later in the day. Damian decides to take the Bentley and we cruise along listening to the radio, singing along to the songs.

  When we arrive the party is just starting. Damian introduces me around, never letting me out of his grasp. “I know how these music types are and I’m keeping my eye on them” he warns.

  We have a great day, eating food and spending time with the guests. The twins are once again excited to see me and instantly latch on to Damian and me. His parents arrive late in the afternoon and I feel Damian instantly tense every muscle in his body. He takes me by the hand, lifts Zach up in his arms and leads us into the house saying, “Time for their naps.”

  We take the twins into their room and settle them in for a refresher. I read them a story while Damian closes their blinds. Once they fall asleep I switch on the monitors and we head back to the party. Damian catches me by the arm and pulls me into his chest. “What they say, think or feel means nothing to me. I love you, that is all that you need to worry about” he reassures me. “But they are sorry for what they thought of you. They’d like a chance to get to know you. It’s up to you though. I’ll support you either way.”

  When we step out onto the back patio Damian’s mother approaches us, he pulls me into his body as he greets her, “Hello, Mother. You remember Sydney.”

  “Yes, of course. Hello, darling. How have you been?”

  “I’m okay Mrs. Stone. Thank you for asking.”

  “Call me Carrie, please.”

  “Okay. Carrie.”

  She asks me to sit with her so we can chat and Damian and I join her at the group of Adirondack chairs on the lawn. She asks about my job at S&S and she asks if I would give her some advice on her beach home. She invites Damian and I to head out to the Hamptons over the weekend and I agree. Damian’s father joins us and suggests we make a family weekend out of it and invite Drea and Mac along. I feel better now about his parents but I’m still leery. I’m not sure that they truly accept Damian and I as a couple or if they’re just being nice because he’s making them. I guess I’ll have to wait to make my final decision on them over the weekend.

  “I’m keeping my eye on my father. He has a history of liking much younger women” Damian warns in my ear with a nip of my lobe that sends chills down my spine and into my lady parts.

  We spend the rest of the day eating and drinking, hanging out in the sun and playing in the pool. Tate and Brook win a few games of chicken, Drea and Mac did not take losing well. I float around on a raft while Damian holds on to the side of it stroking my belly. The guys talk the others into playing a game of softball that I sit and watch.

  When it starts to get dark and the bugs come out many people take that as their cue to call it a night. The close friends and family head indoors. Damian and I change out of our bathing suits and he asks me if I’d like to take a walk with him in the moonlight. Ooh, I love the romantic side of Damian. We walk holding hands through the garden under the moon.

  “You know it’s been a month since I’ve been inside you and it’s killing me. I don’t know if I can wait another two weeks.”

  “Well you have to. As much as I’d love for you to take me right now, it’s so romantic, we can make love under the moon and stars, I have my period again.”


  “I told you last month that would not deter me but as much as I would love to be inside of you I can’t risk hurting you. You know the doctor said no strenuous activity until he rechecks you.”

  “We can do it easy and slow. We can go skinny dipping in the pool and do it there” I whine like a child being denied her dessert.

  “Oh, baby now that’s an idea worth trying but not tonight. You know me better than that. After a month I don’t think I’ll be able to control my passion for you and take it slow and easy even in the pool. But the next time we’re here I’m taking you up on that offer.”

  “Well there is something else we can do” I say as we stop near a bench and I motion Damian to sit down. He obeys and I fall to my knees between his legs and unzip his shorts. He tries to fight me for a few seconds but as soon as I have his hot erection in my hand he is lost in the moment. “Umm, that feels good but you don’t have to do this. It’s not fair to you” he whispers through his moans and sighs.

  I smile at him as I pull my elastic off of my wrist and tie my hair back with it. He sighs when he sees me doing this, knowing that I am putting my hair up so he can watch me take him into my mouth.

  I start by licking all around the tiny opening of his already swollen penis and I’m rewarded with a drop of liquid. His penis begins to bounce on his stomach begging to be stroked. I take him by the root with my fist and begin to slowly pump him in rhythm with his already grinding hips. Damian stretches his arms across the back of the bench and grips it with white knuckles. “Oh, yeah baby, that’s so sweet. Suck me now, put my cock in your mouth and make it wet” he begs.

  I lower my head into his lap and greedily take him into my hungry mouth. I begin to suck him as my mouth follows my hand up and down his thick shaft. I start to pick up speed when I start sucking him and I squeeze him harder.

  “Mmm, it’s been too long. I’m not going to be able to hold it baby. My balls are so fucking heavy.”

  I tug his pants down past his knees so I can cup his balls and as I do I hear a rustling coming from only a few feet away. I look in that direction but I don’t see anything. I forget all about it when I hear Damian growl, “More, don’t stop. I want to come so fucking bad. Make me come now, baby. Don’t make me wait any longer. Let me watch my cock come in your mouth.”

  I open my mouth and stick out my tongue. I place my tongue under his purple and engorged head while I continue to stroke him with my fist.

  “Oh, God. Mmm. I’m gonna shoot on your tongue. Oh, I’m coming. Watch me when I come for you.”

  Damian’s hips rise off of the bench and his hands plunge into my hair. He begins to moan and grunts like a caged animal as he spurts onto my tongue. I hold still and allow it all to collect and pool on my tongue before I gaze up at him and swallow while keeping my eyes locked on his.

  “Wow, that was fucking amazing. That felt so good but you must be uncomfortable to say the least. Let me help ease that tension. Come here” he orders, “sit on my lap” he says as he pulls his pants back up and puts his still hard dick away.

  Damian begins to kiss me so passionately it’s as if he’s fucking my mouth with his tongue in an agonizing rhythm while his fingers follow the same rhythm on my nipples. I am already soaking wet and staring down the face of a shattering orgasm when he moans deeply into my mouth causing me to fall into the spasms that over take my body.

  “Ohh, Damian. Oh, my God. I needed that so bad. I can’t take not being with you. There is no way I am going to be able to wait two more weeks to have you inside of me.”

  Damian and I cuddle on the bench for a while under the stars, his arm around me, my head on his chest. We talk about all we’ve been through recently and about this coming weekend at his parent’s beach house. When the bugs finally force us inside we say our goodbyes to Brook, Tate and the others before we head back to the city.

  The weekend arrives with plans for us to spend it at Damian’s parents’ beach house in the Hamptons with Drea and Mac. The four of us drive up together, Mac and Drea in the front while Damian and I sit in the back of the Escalade and act like teenagers sending each other dirty text messages...

  ur hot want 2 fuck?

  ur hot 2…but have BF so promise u won’t tell him

  promise

  want u 2 lick me

  do you taste sweet?

  i’ve been told so

  BF is lucky guy then…is he good @ it

  best

  nope…that’s me, baby and i’m huge

  yeah?...show me

  Damian manages to get his phone into his pants and snaps a picture that arrives with his next text…

  here i am…told you…huge

  WOW! when can we fuck

  ASAP

  We are interrupted when Mac finally yells at us, “What the fuck are you two doing back there? If you’re sexting knock it the fuck off. The beeping of your phones is pissing me off; I’d rather just hear you two fucking.”

  Damian and I laugh and he starts kissing me, climbs on top of me and pretends to be fucking me. He moans, “Ohh, ahh yeah that so good…give it to me, baby.”

  “Cute, Stone” Mac laughs at him.

  We arrive on Friday night just before dinner with our bags and a cooler full of beer and wine. I also bring along a little gift for each of Damian’s parents, a luxury cigar for Damian’s father and a vase from a New York boutique I have been frequenting for his mother.

  When we pull into the driveway my eyes lock on the stunning modern compound located five acres above the shoreline with spectacular ocean views and located directly on the beach. I can tell it was custom built to the highest of standards. The main home as well as the guest and pool houses are genius combinations of luxurious materials. A private path leads to a sandy beach known for excellent surfing, no detail has been overlooked. The back of the house is floor to ceiling glass on all sides offering stunning views of the ocean and the amazing patio, pool and expansive lawn. Carrie Stone offers to give me a tour after dinner so I can give her some decorating points.

  ************

  When we arrive my mother greets us at the front door of the main house. She has a staff of people at the house working on dinner for her. I know something’s afoot when she leads us to the patio at the back of the house and I see the tables set up down on the beach with linens and china. There are settings for twelve leading me to believe my mother has invited other guests to join us. Before I can ask who they are I hear her voice.

  “Hello Damian. Isn’t this a surprise?” Tory asks as she puts her hands on my chest, stands on her toes and kisses my cheek. I can feel the hatred already coming from Sydney’s now ridged body. I pull Sydney tighter into my side and introduce her. “Tory, this is my girlfriend, Sydney Cooper. Syd, this is an old family friend, Tory Lake. Our parents have been friends for years.”

  Sydney realizes something is being left out of that introduction but she plasters a smile on her face and extends her hand. The tension around us is at a fever pitch.

  “So, old family friend? I guess you must have a lot of catching up to do then?” Sydney asks.

  “Not really, Damian and I still see each other often. Isn’t that right, Damian? Especially now with our new endeavor” Tory oozes.

  “New endeavor?” Sydney looks to me for answers.

  “If you’ll all excuse us, we need to go and get unpacked, we’ll be back down for dinner” I say as I take Sydney by the hand and pull her away. She’s not walking with me as willingly as she usually does and I’m bracing myself for the fallout. As soon as we are out of sight from the guests Sydney pulls out of my hand and picks up her pace heading to the house.

  “Syd, wait” I demand but she ignores me and walks faster. I jog to catch her and pull her into my arms. Her body grows tight and the feeling of her in my arms ridged like this kills me, she usually melts into my touch.

  “Let me go. I’m not staying here with you all weekend with her” she spits out at me pointing in the direction w
e’ve just come from.

  “What are you talking about? What’s the problem?”

  “Fuck you, Damian. Seriously? Do you think I’m that naive? She just fucked you with her eyes and yes, I’ll admit most women do that when they see you but it’s different. I can tell when the women on the street look at you that they are trying to picture fucking you, Tory, she was remembering!”

  “Okay, look, yes I fucked her but it was a long time ago. She was my third sub. I ran into her shortly after I got back from college and we exchanged numbers. I never called her, she never called me then a few weeks later I saw her at a club. We hung out and when I was leaving for another club, the club I used to frequent before The Society I asked her if she wanted to tag along. She did and then one thing led to another and when my second sub’s contract ended Tory took her place. But it was like all the others, she had a contract, when it ended so did we.”

  “Oh, and let me guess? She didn’t want it to end. She wanted more from you. Am I right?”