Stoned (The Stone Series)

by Berry, Kitty

  “Okay, whatever you say, baby. Just so you know, I hope you’re wrong, I hope you’re pregnant.”

  “What? You do?”

  “I do.” I pull her into my arms and kiss her, she melts into me but then I feel her body grow tense again.

  “I don’t know if I’m ready for that, Day. I mean we’ve only known each other for five months.”

  “What does that matter?”

  “It’s still new between us. What if it doesn’t work out? We’ll have a baby together, then what?”

  “We’re together forever; we’re going to work out. Now no more talk about this. I didn’t mean to upset you. Let’s just enjoy our day and we’ll deal with this in nine days if you don’t get your period. I could be wrong, you know?”

  “When have you ever been wrong about anything?”

  “Not often, baby, not often” I say with a smile from ear to ear.

  ************

  Damian and I head back to our cabin to shower and get ready for the day. I can’t focus on anything but thoughts of being pregnant. What am I going to do if he’s right? I love him and I want us to end up together but after only five months can he really know that we’ll survive the test of time? I don’t want to do to my child what my parents did to me; I don’t want my child to have divorced parents. Damian notices my inattention in the shower and grasps me around the waist and whispers into my ear, “Stop thinking about this for the next few days, please. It’s going to be fine either way. Let’s just enjoy our last few days with just each other before we have to head back to the real world.”

  “Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I just can’t understand how this could have happened.”

  “Baby, we have more sex then rabbits and you didn’t take your pill for what? How long?”

  “Ah, about a week I guess. Oh, fuck. A week.”

  “Baby, it’s going to be okay. We’ll make decisions when we know for sure, okay? But for now it’s going to be okay, let it go and enjoy this” I say as I start to kiss her neck and run my soapy hands all over her body.

  “That’s how all this happened, you know?”

  “Mmm, yes, I do. But if it’s done, it’s done. It’s not like I can get you more pregnant.”

  He’s got a point so I allow my treacherous body the pleasure of his touch.

  Damian and I spend a portion of our day exploring the underwater world on a deep-sea adventure before we sit back and relax on the white sand of a private beach . We even allow ourselves the pleasure of a relaxing massage on the beach. With the tension I have over my possible pregnancy I need it.

  We arrive back on “The Stone” for dinner and to disembark. We cuddle on the deck and enjoy a light meal of cheese and crackers, fruits and vegetables. Then we watch a movie on Damian’s lap top before turning in for the night. Before we go to bed Damian checks his email and I send some texts to Drea, my dad and Parker.

  As I have every other morning on this ship I awake to rush into the bathroom and puke my guts out. Damian hears me and rushes to my side. “Baby, if this keeps up much longer you’re going to waste away to nothing.”

  “I know but I can’t help it. This sucks, Day. I just hope I’ll be better once we’re on land again. Are we heading back home?”

  “In a bit, one more stop first, we’ll be in the city in two days, only one more morning that you have to wake up on the ship, okay?”

  “Let’s hope this goes away by then.”

  We spend the day on the deck in the sun. Damian is a gorgeous bronze color and he has a few streaks of natural highlights in his dark hair. He is laying on his back with his hands behind his head the way he had them the night when we made love with me on top and completely in control. His chest is bare and his shorts are slung low on his hips giving me a sight I can barely resist. I sit there and look at him just thinking about running my tongue down his happy trail into his pants and over his rock solid erection. I think his eyes are closed and he must be asleep but I can’t see his eyes through his sunglasses. When he sees me lick my lips he smiles and asks, “Anything I can help you with?” and I pounce on him, he wasn’t asleep after all.

  “I think you may be getting friskier in your condition.”

  “I don’t have a condition” I snap at him and grasp his lower lip in my teeth. He flips me onto my back and pulls at the string holding my bikini top together. His mouth clamps down around my nipple and I cringe. “What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” he asks.

  “Yes, no, I don’t know. My nipple just feels…”

  “Feels, what? Tender? Sore?”

  “Fuck, Day, yes, okay? I think I’m pregnant” I sigh.

  “Yeah, I know baby, so do I.”

  He leans over me and instead of sucking or nipping at my tender breasts he licks them, soothing them with his tongue then letting the warm air and wind harden them. I run my fingers through his hair and his hands untie the sides of my bottoms, pulling the material away from my body so I am laying under him naked. He makes no attempt to take off his own clothes; instead he kisses his way down my body, over my flat belly that may contain our growing child. He kisses my belly and lets his hands rest there for a few seconds before he continues his way south. He spreads my thighs with his strong hands and kisses the inside of each of them, nipping a little with each kiss. I close my eyes to the sun and relax as his fingers work their magic. Damian runs his nose up my tightly closed slit before using his fingers to open me up to him. His tongue follows and he dips it inside my body. He raises and looks at me as he licks his lips before diving his full mouth onto my sex. He licks both sides of my lips and sucks each one into his mouth, I can feel them swelling and filling with desire. I moan when his pointer finger runs from my clit to my tight pucker then back again. When it lands on my clit he makes a few circles then dips inside me to make me slicker. I raise my hips and beg him to make me come but he just laughs. He pinches my clit between his thumb and index finger and I am so close, all it will take is just a few more touches but he’s too attuned to my body not to know that. Instead he blows up and down my inner channel causing me to cry out his name.

  “I can’t wait to taste you come in my mouth. You may come when you’re ready now, baby” he finally says before he covers me with his mouth and laps at me. My clitoris is hard and tight and I am flooding his mouth with my juices. I run my hands into his hair and hold his head in place, he moans into my body and when his tongue swirls in circles over my clit I explode with a cry. He sucks at me and drinks me in until my body is sated. He stands in front of me and I sit up. I reach for his shorts and unsnap them. I pull the zipper down one rung at a time while he licks me off his lips with a satisfied look on his face and a growing need for his own release in his eyes.

  “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy” he moans as he plunges his hands into my hair and holds my head tightly.

  I free him from his shorts and lick his engorged head in slow circles until he begins to pump his hips, begging for more. I take him into my mouth and suck gently at first but then I grow hungry for his come and I suck harder. He holds my head but doesn’t force himself down my throat, I take him, deep and he moans as his knees begin to buckle slightly.

  “Yeah, deeper baby, that’s my girl. Fuck, you suck so fucking good. You’re going to make me come in your mouth. That mouth is so sweet just like your pussy. Is that what you want, baby? You want to make me come for you?”

  “Mmm” I moan and Damian’s hips start to pump along with my rhythm. I grab him at the root with one hand and start to pump him into my mouth while my other hand becomes his undoing. I slide my other hand under his balls and cup them both then I rub my finger between them, all the way to his tight puckered entrance. When I circle him there he begins to spurt, his hot come filling my mouth. “Ah. Ah. Fuck. I’m. Coming. Ah. Ah” he moans through each spasm. I take every last drop then lick his tip before letting him go. I lick my lips as I look up at him from under my eyelashes and smile. He leans down and kisses me. I can taste myself on hi
m and I know he tastes his come on my tongue. We moan into each other and he falls alongside me and pulls me into his arms.

  “Just promise me it will always be like this, you and I, okay. I can handle anything if we’re together and like this” I tell him and he inhales my hair and promises this and more, better…and I trust him.

  I awake on our final morning on the ship only feeling mildly sick to my stomach, an improvement from the vomiting sessions upon awakening the last few days. Damian stirs next to me and pulls my body tighter to his as he moans and kisses the back of my head.

  “Feeling okay this morning?” he asks.

  “Yeah, so maybe a false alarm. Maybe I just needed to get my sea legs.”

  “Mmm, maybe” he sighs as he gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom, I follow him. We wordlessly shower and get ready to leave the ship and head back to the jet. Once aboard my curiosity gets the best of me and I start pestering him as to where we are heading next.

  “I’ve been thinking of buying a cabin upstate so I rented it for the next few days. We can eat outside by a fire, go fishing, and lounge around on a hammock. If we like it I’ll make an offer and we can go there to get away from the city anytime we want. I need to be back into the office by the end of the week so we’ll only stay a night or two.”

  “K”

  “I hope this vacation has been everything you wished for as a little girl. I wanted to give you back a little piece of what I took away from you.”

  “What my mother decided to do when I was growing up wasn’t your fault. It’s not your responsibility to make it up to me now either.”

  “You are my responsibility; your happiness is my responsibility.”

  I just nod my head knowing this is an argument I will never win.

  We arrive at this amazing house in the woods just as night is starting to darken the sky making me feel like I am in an enchanted forest with a magical prince by my side. The sky is glowing from the moonlight and sprinkled with stars as Damian takes my hand and leads me up to the house.

  The house is a modern style cabin with a wraparound porch that runs the entire front of the house and continues to the lower back deck. It is quaint and cozy even with its glass and chrome from top to bottom. There are two rocking chairs on the front porch, a small table and a porch swing. We enter into a large open space that includes the living room and kitchen. There is a huge flat screen television on one wall and a floor to ceiling stone fireplace on the other. There is a loft space above, opening the upper floor to the lower. The upper floor houses a master suite and three other smaller suites complete with their own bathrooms. The kitchen leads to the lower deck in the back and includes a Jacuzzi hot tub, hammock and outdoor kitchen. The upper deck is accessible from the upper level bedrooms, each section offering chairs and a small table so one can enjoy their morning coffee on the deck.

  I fall in love with this house instantly and when I grab Damian’s hand he smiles and says, “So I should offer them whatever they want?”

  “I…” I am unable to finish my thought as tears overtake me.

  “What?” he asks.

  “I just keep seeing us here with kids running around. On that hammock, the porch swing. That tree over there can have a swing on it and that one would be perfect for a tree house.”

  Damian wraps his arms around me from behind and splays his hands over my belly. He nuzzles into my neck and whispers into my ear, “I see it all too, baby. We can and will have all of that and more. We’ll have anything you want. I will give you everything you need, you’ll never want for anything.”

  “All I need is you” I say as I turn into his embrace and kiss him as my tears run down my face. He kisses them all away.

  Chapter 24

  We arrive back in the city on a Tuesday night and by midweek we resume our normal lives. Each morning Damian and I awake and shower together, soaping each other’s bodies, this quickly turns to a session of hot and urgent love making, most of the time standing up with me pressed against the shower wall, sometimes with one of us on our knees in the shower followed by the other in that same position. I dress each day in a new outfit from one of many new fall lines that Damian has provided for me and he wears one of his many shirt, tie and suit combinations. Each day when we leave the penthouse we look like the classic sophisticated urban couple as we head to the Escalade. Mac drives us each day, dropping me at S&S then taking Damian to his office or a meeting only to return at the end of the day to retrieve me and take us to the gym where we work out for an hour or two. We spend most of our nights with Alex and Parker, Mac and Drea cuddled up in the theater room watching movies. Some nights we go to the movies, the theater or out to dinner, some we spend at benefit dinners and work related events for Damian. I’m getting used to being photographed and in the tabloids. In the evenings Damian and I undress and get ready for bed, we make love slow and sweet sometimes and others we find ourselves getting naughty together in our playroom.

  I wait for my period to arrive but when I’m three days late I call my doctor and set up an appointment for the following week. Before I have a chance to get there I find myself in the hospital. Two days after I call the doctor I collapse while working out.

  It starts off like every other typical day, well a typical day for me. Damian wakes me by nuzzling into my neck and inhaling my hair. I feel him press his erection into me and he pulls me tighter to his body for a quick squeeze before he releases me and heads into the bathroom. I follow a few minutes behind him, walking in just as he’s finishing using the toilet. He turns on the shower heads to allow the water to warm while I sit and pee. I marvel at how comfortable I have grown with him. If someone had told me six months ago that I’d be in a penthouse suite with an obscenely wealthy and controlling Dominant as my boyfriend whom I would do all kinds of sexual activities with and pee in front of I would have said they were out of their ever loving minds…but here I am.

  Damian goes under the water and I watch him for a minute. I love the way the water glistens over his hard body, the way it runs down over his rippling muscles, over his manhood and down his legs. He catches me looking at him and asks, “So, you still think it’s a splendid sight, huh baby? Am I still Mr. Perfection to you?”

  “Yes, you are” I admit as he reaches out for me and pulls me under the shower head with him. He rubs his soapy hands over my body and I reciprocate the favor. When I get to his penis I add a little more soap for lubrication and Damian leans back against the wall and braces himself with one hand while his other hand begins to rub my hard clit. “Yeah, Sydney. That’s it baby, jerk me off until I come for you” he orders.

  I stoke him with a twist of my hand each time I reach the top. I let my thumb brush over his hole and use his pre-come to add even more lubrication. Damian matches my speed as he strokes my clit in mind numbing circles. Just as my hand starts to ache from the more than ten minutes of tight fast stroking, Damian moans his release and allows me mine, “Come for me.”

  We finish our shower, get dressed and sit together at the kitchen island to enjoy our breakfast but I’m still not feeling up to food in the mornings, honestly, I don’t feel up to food ever anymore. I can barely bring myself to eat more than three bites of food a day. I hide this fact from Damian as best as I can.

  We leave the penthouse with Mac and he and Damian drop me off at S&S. I work all day and by five I’m ready to head to the gym for a work out. Once at the gym Damian and Mac go to lift heavy weights while I take a cardio class. We meet up on the treadmills an hour later and Damian and I get on side by side machines. After about ten minutes of running I am sweating more than usual and I begin to feel faint and lightheaded. Before I can turn the machine off and call out to Damian everything goes black, I faint hearing him call my name, then I feel pain, then nothing.

  I awake to find myself in a hospital bed with Damian sitting on my bed holding my hand. I open my eyes and notice the tears in his. He’s clearly been crying. His face is red and blotchy, his eye
s are red rimmed and swollen. I realize we’re not alone, a strange woman, a doctor maybe or a nurse is checking my chart. “What happened?” I ask in a raspy voice I don’t recognize.

  “You collapsed next to me on the treadmill. I tried to grab the emergency stop but I wasn’t fast enough. You hit the treadmill then you were flung to the floor. Right in front of my fucking eyes and I couldn’t do anything to help you.”

  “Am I okay? I mean I’m sore but it doesn’t feel like anything’s broken.”

  “You’re fine, nothing’s broken” he says in a voice not his usual.

  “What’s wrong then?”

  “I can’t stand myself. I failed you. I promised to always keep you safe and I failed you tonight, how am I going to be a…” he trails off. “How are you going to be a what, Day?”