by J. M. Walker
“Whatever happens—” She looked up at me. “Whatever comes of this, please don’t stop touching me.”
Her words threw me off. It was the first thing she had said that was even remotely close to how she felt about me. But like the fool I was, all I could do was nod.
Whatever this was we shared, I enjoyed it. I didn’t want it to end, and I would do everything in my damn power to make sure that never happened. Creena and I needed each other. I just had to figure out a way to prove it to her.
“TELL US ABOUT your man,” Meeka insisted, curling her feet under her on the couch.
I laughed, shaking my head. The girls and I had gone into the house for drinks while the guys sat by the fire. “What do you want to know?” My cheeks heated, realizing I never hid the fact that Stone was mine. Clearing my throat, I took a swig of beer.
“I heard he’s lined with tattoos,” Brogan said from beside me. “Is it true? Your inner tattoo artist must be in heaven.”
“Um ...” My cheeks burned even more. “Yes, he has tattoos.”
“I never thought I’d see the day where you actually blushed over him.” Meeka giggled. “You’ll change in front of me and walk around naked but you get shy over Stone.”
“You walk around naked?” Jay asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Not in front of Asher,” I barked a laugh. “I’m not that kind of girl. And I don’t think Stone would appreciate another man seeing my bits.”
The girls laughed in unison.
“Are you guys getting serious?” Max handed me another beer before dropping onto the chair across from me.
“We’re having fun. Trust me, it’s needed right now with all of the shit going on. I don’t know what to think about what will or won’t come out of this. I just ... I want to enjoy him.” I coughed. “That’s all.”
“I have to ask a serious question.” Brogan cleared her throat, downing the rest of her water before glancing my way. “He’s darker than Coby, isn’t he?”
I frowned, not quite sure what she meant.
The air in the room grew thick.
The girls shifted in their seats.
“I won’t compare Stone’s life to Coby’s. Everything affects everyone differently. You girls know that. Both Coby and Stone have their own reasons for being dark as you put it.” And when it came to Stone, I had a feeling I didn’t even know half of his story yet.
“Okay.” Jay clapped her hands together. “Back to happy stuff because Lord knows we need it.”
“So, tell me, is he ... you know.” Meeka waggled her eyebrows.
“I am not telling you how big his dick is.” It sure was a monster, though.
“Come on.” She pouted. “I haven’t had sex in almost a month.”
“Whose fault is that? Asher won’t hurt the babies,” I reminded her.
“You never know,” she exclaimed. “That man of mine is huge.”
“Okay, I love you.” I held up my hands, stopping her from going any further. “But I don’t want to know anything about Asher’s dick.”
“Who’s talking about my dick?” Asher asked, coming into the house.
“I was, baby,” Meeka pouted, her cheeks reddening.
“Why were you talking about my dick?” he asked, placing a soft peck on her forehead.
“Because I miss it,” she whined.
Asher raised an eyebrow, looked from her, back to us, to her again and grabbed her hand. “We have to go.”
Meeka grinned and followed her boyfriend out of the house.
“I guess they’re no longer waiting until the babies are born.” Jay laughed, shaking her head.
I giggled, taking another sip of my beer.
Brogan only smiled, looking out the window to where the guys sat by the bonfire.
“How are you two doing?” I asked, the nurse in me wanting to help my friend in any way I could.
“We’re good as a whole.” She looked back at us. “I can’t speak for him but when I’m alone, it’s harder.”
“How so?” Jay moved to the spot beside Brogan, gripping her shoulder.
“It’s hard to explain. We’re much better than before. After you had Angelica ...” She shook her head, blowing out a slow breath. “That helped. It distracted us. But that didn’t last long. It’s been rough. But we get by. I love him. I love him with everything in me.”
My chest tightened.
The pain in our friend’s eyes was imminent. She excused herself and headed outside. When she approached Coby, he smiled up at her and pulled her onto his lap.
“They worry me.” Max stood, stretching her arms up and over her head. “I know she’s trying to be strong and it’s been several months since that shit happened but ...”
“After everything is done, I’m ordering everyone to take a fucking vacation.” Jay sat on the couch. “We’ll all go together. Somewhere warm. I’ll get my dad to watch Angelica. It’ll be fun. But we need to get away. I’m sick of this shit.”
We all agreed.
The hairs on the back of my neck tingled. I smiled to myself, knowing Stone was watching me. When he sat beside me, he cupped my inner thigh.
“Wanna get out of here?” he asked, his voice low enough for only me to hear.
“Yeah.” I looked up at him, leaning my head against the back of the couch. “But I don’t want to go home. Not yet.”
“I can take you to my place,” he suggested. “But you said you work tomorrow.”
“There’s a motel between here and the hospital I work at. Take me there.” I licked my dry lips. “Please.”
His dark eyes searched my face.
Don’t ask me questions. Please don’t ask.
He stood and held out his hand. “I got something better.”
I placed mine in his, letting him pull me to my feet.
“Don’t forget about our future vacation,” Jay joked.
“What vacation?” Angel kissed her head, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
“Just a getaway that I know we will all need when this shit is done,” she told him, patting his broad chest.
He grunted. “I need more than a vacation.” He whispered something in her ear.
Her cheeks reddened. “So, you guys are leaving, right?”
***
(Stone)
Something was wrong. I could feel it down to the marrow of my bones. I didn’t know what it was but I knew Creena needed something. Sex. A drink. To fight. All of the above. I had no idea, but whatever it was, I would be right there beside her because I needed it too.
Leaning against the passenger door, she kicked off her shoes, stretched out, and placed her feet in my lap.
I wrapped my hand around them, brushing my thumb back and forth over the soft skin. “Tell me what you need.”
“Jay was right. We all need a vacation.”
That was a fucking understatement but she never answered my question. “Tell me what you need.”
“That’s just it.” She laughed. “I have no idea what I need. I have to meet up with my brother. He’s flying in over the weekend.”
“You don’t sound happy about that.” I turned down a long gravel road, knowing the faster I drove, the sooner our conversation would be over. I craved everything there was about Creena. I needed to know her story and if I had to drive across the damn country to get her to talk to me, I would.
“I don’t know how I feel. I haven’t seen him in a year. I should be happy. Excited. But ... I’m not. Our relationship is ... estranged, I guess you could say. I love him but he’s become a dick over the years.” She pulled her feet from my lap and sat forward. “There’s no one out here, Stone,” she said, looking out at the dark vast space in front of us. “Where are you taking me?”
Corn fields were on either side of the road. The sun had set, casting an eerie glow over the tall stalks.
“You’re not taking me to the motel I mentioned.”
“Nope.” I glanced her way. “Can you call in tomorrow?”
She thought a moment. “I have vacation time and a coworker owes me a favor so, yeah, I can.”
“Do it,” I demanded.
“Why?” Her gaze burned into the side of my head.
“I want to make you feel better.” It was partially the truth. But in all reality, I wanted her to myself. I was on edge, and if I didn’t take care of it soon, one of us was bound to get hurt.
Creena slid across the seat closer to me. Placing her hand on my leg, she gripped my inner thigh and rested her head against my shoulder. “I appreciate that but you can’t make me feel better just like I can’t make you feel better. It’s sex. It’s damn good sex but it only masks so much before it strips us bare.”
“How the fuck do you know that? Every time I’m inside you I feel better, Creena.” I cupped her hand, stopping it from going higher.
“What are we doing, Stone? This is supposed to be fun but it’s only getting heavier and heavier.” She pulled from my grasp, crossing her arms under chest.
“I have no idea what we’re doing.” I didn’t say anything else until a small cottage came into view. My heart gave a start at the memories it held. “But I do know we use each other to feel good and I’m totally fine with that.”
She sighed, scrubbing a hand down her face. “I don’t know why you bother. There’s a ton of women out there who aren’t so broken.”
I slammed the truck into park, the tires skidding along the gravel, and had my hands in her hair faster than she could finish that sentence. “I’m going to tell you this only once, little girl.”
Her eyes dilated, a slow breath leaving her full lips.
“I don’t want any other womn. I want you. I will have you. And only when I’m done with you, will I let you go. I may submit to you. I may give you control.” I licked along her bottom lip before sucking it between my teeth. “But this is on my terms. Do you understand me?”
“No, Stone.” She fisted my hoodie, pulling me closer, and brushed her mouth down the length of my jaw to my ear. “This is on my terms.”
THE MOMENT HIS domination showed, my body heated. Every. Single. Time. I couldn’t control it. I knew he could take me out of my head. He could make me forget everything and just help me be me. But it wasn’t time. Not yet. Maybe not ever. I would have no idea how to broach that subject with him.
“Creena.”
Under normal circumstances his firm voice would have stopped me but not this time. Something inside of me snapped. I needed to push him and bend him to my will. Even if it was just to have him dominate over me. I didn’t give a shit how it happened. It just had to happen. Or else I was going to lose it.
I pushed out of his hold and stepped out of the vehicle. We had stopped in front of a small cottage. It was tiny, sitting in the middle of a field surrounded by trees.
My heart warmed, something in the house calling out to me.
Stone stepped up behind me and kissed the side of my neck before pulling me back against him roughly. “That will be the last time I let you walk away from me, Creena.” He spun me in his arms, running his hands down my back before cupping my ass.
“Yeah?” I placed my hands on his chest. “Or else what?”
He bent at the waist, placing a soft peck on my mouth. His lips brushed over mine, igniting that familiar ache I had come to crave since the first time we had slept together.
Reaching my arms around his neck, I deepened the kiss.
His tongue slipped into my mouth, dancing along mine.
Stroking. Massaging. Owning.
With my body pressed up against his, I felt every inch of him. Every hard muscle. Everything that made up Vincent Stone. I became delirious from his kiss.
Stone gripped my ass, pulling me against him. His erection grew, resting against my lower belly. He swallowed my moans, igniting that burn he caused every damn time he looked at me.
“Stone,” I whispered against his lips. His name on my tongue only made him kiss me harder and rougher.
His hand gripping my ass trailed lower until it reached beneath my dress. “I love that you wear these for me.” His teeth sunk into my jaw, licking and biting a path down to my throat.
“Who says they’re for you?” I panted, digging my fingers into the hair at the back of his nape.
Covering my mouth with his, he pushed his knee between my legs. He lifted me and slammed me up against the side of his truck.
I gasped into his mouth, digging my nails into the back of his head.
He growled, fucking his tongue between my lips. His fingers cupping my ass skimmed over the flesh until he reached my aching center.
I whimpered, rocking against him.
“That’s it, baby,” he muttered, his voice husky. “You’re going to come against my fingers.” He reiterated his promise by inching his hand lower. His finger brushed over my soaked opening before sliding to the tight spot at my rear.
I shivered, gripping his shoulders.
“I need to fuck this,” he said against my throat. “I bet you’re nice and tight.” His finger pushed, rubbing gently over the puckered opening. “Has a cock ever been in this tight little ass, Creena?”
“No,” I whispered, rocking my hips back and forth over his hand.
“Good.” In a quick move, his finger pushed past the barrier, breaching a part of my body no one had ever been.
I cried out, my pussy clenching at the unexpected desire rushing through me.
My eyes widened when he thrust his finger into me.
“You like that.” He sunk his teeth into the side of my neck. “Don’t be shy, Creena. Tell me how much you like my finger fucking your ass.”
“Oh, God.” My head slammed back against the door of his truck. “Harder.”
Stone gripped my jaw with his other hand all the while thrusting the other between my legs. His dark eyes stayed on mine. Watching. Waiting. Needing me to break in front of him.
“Stone,” I whispered. “Please.”
He pushed my dress to my hips, glancing down between us. “So fucking beautiful, Creena,” he groaned, thrusting two fingers into my center. “Imagine a butt plug in your ass while I fuck your cunt. Your body all nice and stretched for me.” He kissed the corner of my mouth. “Tell me you’re going to come.” He wrapped a hand around my throat, forcing my head back. “Tell me.”
“I’m going to come,” I panted, needing that release only he could provide. I wasn’t sure if it was his dirty words or his fingers filling me everywhere, but the impending orgasm brewed from my toes to—
“Now, now, baby girl.” Stone pulled his hand free from my lower body. “No coming already. You’re only going to have an orgasm if I let you. Isn’t that right?”
I whimpered, shaking against him. “Yes.”
Stone removed his hand from between my legs before lifting me in his arms. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he shoved my dress to my hips. “Fuck.” He licked his lips, glancing down between us. “Your clit is nice and swollen for me.”
Digging my fingers into his shoulders, I chewed my bottom lip. “Fuck me.”
He grinned. “Oh, I will. But I want you to beg first.”
I whimpered. “Please, Stone.”
“What’s that?” he leaned toward me. “Are you begging?”
“Fuck you,” I said through gritted teeth.
He chuckled, thrusting his fingers back inside of me. “I will but I need to hear you say it first.”
“You’re an asshole,” I growled.
“Not exactly what I was looking for.”
I cried out in frustration. “God. Fuck. Stone.”
“Nope.” He kissed my forehead. “Not that, either.”
“Please.” I moved my hips back and forth over his hand but it wasn’t enough. This push and pull between us was erotic and delicious as hell. As much as I wanted to come, I enjoyed this side of him.
“Tell me,” he said, leaning his forehead against mine. “Say the words and I’ll let you come. I’ll let you c
ome until you pass out from the sheer pleasure of it.”
I shook against him. “And if I don’t say those words?”
“Try me,” he threatened. “I can do this all night, Creena. I can make you so damn wet, one swipe of my tongue against your clit, you’ll fucking shatter. Is that what you want? You want me to hold back that orgasm from you?” He leaned down to my ear. “You want to see how far I can take you before you explode in my arms?”
“God, yes,” I screamed. “Just fuck me. Fuck me hard, Stone. I don’t give a shit what you do. Just give me that damn orgasm.”
“Are you begging?” he repeated, his voice firm.
“Yes, damn it.” I grabbed his hand between my legs and pushed his fingers deeper. “I am begging.”
***
(Stone)
The moment the words left her mouth, I grabbed hold of her jaw and pumped my hand between her legs. My fingers fucked her pussy and ass. They were rough and violent as I shoved her over that delicious edge.
Gripping her jaw, I stared intently into her eyes as I watched her shatter.
She glared at me, soft whimpers leaving her mouth as I finger fucked the shit out of her lower body.
“Holding back your screams, Creena?” I dug my fingers into her cheeks, sucking her bottom lip between my teeth.
“No,” she lied, her thighs tightening around my waist.
“No?” I released her, placing her on her feet and took a step back.
Her hair was messy, fallen strands coming loose around her face. Her green eyes were wild. She was pissed, and it turned me the fuck on.
I kept taking steps back toward the cottage, watching and waiting for her next move but when she only stood there, clenching her fists at her sides, I knew I had won.
With the raging erection in my pants, I wouldn’t be able to hold out for much longer but this cat and mouse game was delicious. A little longer wouldn’t hurt.
“Come here,” she said, her voice low and husky with arousal.
“Make me.”
She raised an eyebrow. “I already begged you.”
“And I gave you the orgasm I promised you. It seems we’re done here.” I turned around and headed toward the cottage when something soft hit my back. I looked down at the ground, realizing it was the dress Creena had been wearing. My eyes flicked to her naked beauty standing by the truck.