Rust

by J. M. Walker

  “You will fuck me, Stone.” Her hands ran over her breasts, pushing them together. “You will fuck me hard and rough. Just the way I like it. And I’m not going to take no for an answer.”

  My dick hardened, pulsing against my pants. Fuck me, she was beautiful.

  “Say it, Stone,” she demanded, pinching her nipples. “Say you’ll fuck me.”

  Before she could get the next words out, I charged for her.

  ***

  (Creena)

  When he came at me like a feral beast, I ran. I had no idea where I was going to go seeing as I was naked but the thrill of the chase made my legs move and my heart thump hard against my rib cage.

  I got several feet away before I was tackled to the ground. I landed on the soft grass with the breath knocked out of me. Kicking my legs out from beneath me, my foot landed against Stone’s stomach.

  He grunted, grabbed my ankles, and pulled me toward him before covering my body with his. “I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.” His voice took on a tone I had never heard before in him. It was deep, rough, sliced with promises of a night filled with intense passion.

  Stone sunk his teeth into my shoulder, grabbing both of my hands and held them out in front of me.

  The heat washing over me was nothing like I had felt before. It was intense. Dangerous. Toxic. All I could think about was getting him back inside me.

  Gripping my wrists in one hand, Stone beat the heavy flesh of his cock against my ass. “Spread your legs. Wide.”

  I did as I was told. When he thrust into me hard, my vision blacked out.

  He pulled out, his hips gearing forward until a scream fell from my lips. “That’s right, Creena. Scream for me. Make my ears fucking bleed.”

  I lifted my waist, meeting him thrust for thrust.

  Stone grunted, landing a swat on my ass.

  I gasped, my pussy clenching down around his cock at the impact.

  He repeated his movements.

  Swat. Swat. Swat.

  A whimper fell from my lips.

  Stone pushed into me as deep as he could go, his big body shaking above me. “So fucking tight.”

  “Come for me, baby boy,” I told him. “I need your come inside me.”

  Covering me with his heavy body, he gripped my hair and circled his other arm around my shoulders.

  I gripped the ground, pulling free dirt and slivers of grass. Stone was all over me. Inside of me. He was so deep, I could feel him fucking my soul.

  His mouth moved along the back of my neck. His clothing rubbed at my hypersensitive skin. While he remained clothed, I was completely bare. It was odd in a way after attempting to push him away from my heart. But I knew. I was sure everyone knew. Stone had a piece of me I had never given to anyone.

  Stone was savage as he fucked me on the ground only a few feet away from his truck.

  “So beautiful,” he whispered, his thick cock piercing the deepest part of me. He pushed and pushed, throwing me over the edge and right into a pool of ecstasy. The release started from my toes, exploding throughout my whole body into a blinding light.

  A gasp fell from my lips, the scream silent on my tongue.

  “Scream, Creena,” he demanded, enjoying it when I let him hear how good he made me feel. “Please. I need to hear you scream.”

  “Harder,” I whimpered, attempting to lift my hips to take him further inside of me but his hold on my body forced me immobile. He wanted me completely still for him as he took from me what he had wanted. What he needed. What he always needed.

  My submission.

  ***

  (Stone)

  “Fuck my fingers, baby girl,” I demanded, inserting a third finger deep into her pussy and rubbing against the walls of her core.

  “Holy shit,” Creena said on a low moan. “Please, Stone. Make me come.”

  “Beg me,” I demanded on a hard growl, my hand picking up speed. It had been a couple of hours since I took her like an animal on the ground outside. Now we were in my cottage and I had her on the couch. Begging. Pleading. Needing that damn orgasm.

  “I’m begging,” she cried out, digging her nails into my head.

  “Let’s see how flexible you are,” I said, pushing her knees to her chest.

  Her eyes widened.

  I only grinned. Pulling my hand free from her body, I sucked my fingers between my lips, the essence of her desire running down the back of my throat. “So fucking perfect.”

  She swallowed hard.

  Grabbing hold of her ankles, I rested her feet on my shoulders and reached into my pants. “You want more of my come inside you.”

  “Yes,” she breathed.

  “Good.” I pulled my straining cock out of my pants, beating the head against her swollen clit.

  “Fuck.” She bucked against me, her eyes fluttering closed.

  I took that as my cue and thrust into her hard, forcing a scream from her lips. Holding her foot beside my head, I kissed her ankle and thrust my hips forward and back. Pumping hard and deep, I reveled in the feel of her body clamping down around my cock.

  “Look at me, Creena,” I demanded, my voice rough.

  Her eyes focused on mine, dark and glassy, filled with so much lust my cock twitched.

  Tightening her hold on my hips, she pulled me forward.

  I shivered, my cock hitting the deepest part of her. My balls drew up into my body, and I let out a shuddered breath.

  “Come for me, Stone,” she begged, licking her lips.

  “Vince,” I corrected. “Call me Vince.” I grabbed her hand, linked our fingers, and kissed her knuckles before slamming my hips into her.

  “Vince,” she repeated, arching beneath me. “Yes, God, Vince. Fuck me harder,” she whimpered. “Shit, you’re so deep.”

  I pumped once. Twice. Hitting that perfect spot at just the right angle until we both yelled out. My come poured deep into her body, a tremor of ecstasy racing down my spine.

  Creena cried out, lifting her body up and down my cock, taking that last bit of pleasure from my body I knew she needed. “God, Stone.”

  “Can you feel me dripping down your inner thighs?” I asked, brushing my mouth along hers.

  “Yes.” She shivered, looking up at me with those beautiful green eyes of hers.

  We laid like that for a couple minutes, just staring at each other. Something switched between us. I realized then that I could fall for her and I could fall fucking hard.

  STONE WOULDN’T LET me out of his sight. He kept me close, touching me, petting me, kissing me. Ever since we had sex outside, on his couch and anywhere else he could take me, he couldn’t get enough and I the same. He was like the Energizer Bunny. I had never met a man with as much stamina as him.

  This man would be my undoing. For me and my pussy. I didn’t care about anything else. I forgot to eat. Drink. Sleep. Whenever he was around, the only thing I could focus on was getting him back inside me. I loved playing with him. Touching him until he lost control and took from me what he wanted. I pushed until he pushed back and only then did we crash into each other and forget the rest of the world around us.

  It had been a couple hours since he brought me to his cottage and finally, after submitting to his need to dominate, he let me rest.

  “What is this place?” I asked sometime during the night while I curled up against his side. He had brought me out to the backyard, wrapped a blanket around us, and sat me beside him on a patio couch. The heat from his body enveloped my naked one. It had been the only demand he had of me as soon as he let me breathe.

  “This was our family cottage when my sister and I were kids.” He took a sip from a bottle of water before handing it to me. As soon as I took the bottle from him, his hand was back between my legs, cupping my inner thigh. My body heated at the firm grip he had on me.

  “I like it,” I told him. “It’s homey.”

  “It never used to be.” A dark shadow passed over his face.

  “What do you mean?
” I turned to him.

  “My father was the stereotypical Italian man. Abusive. Loud. And mean as fuck. But my mother loved him. I don’t know what happened behind closed doors. They never showed us but what I did see, I didn’t like. After seeing him manhandle her one too many times, I got in his face. But until I got older and bigger, it didn’t do shit.” Stone shrugged. “After drinking himself to death, my mother died of a broken heart.”

  My chest tightened. “I’m sorry.”

  “My father was a dick. But my mom ...” He sighed. “She loved with every inch of her. It’s been a couple of years and as sad as this is to say, I don’t miss her. I don’t miss either of them.”

  “Can I ask why?”

  “She doted on her husband more than her kids. Aria and I have had discussions on why they had us in the first place. We came up with the theory that it looked good. My mother’s parents were on them to have kids so they did.” Stone took the water from me and drank the rest of the cool liquid in one gulp. “I need something stronger,” he muttered, more to himself than to me.

  “Your last name isn’t Italian,” I pointed out, trying to change the subject but everything in me was dying to know more about him.

  “No, it’s not. I took my mother’s last name when I got older. I had it switched. I didn’t want to carry anything around with me belonging to that man. But unfortunately, it didn’t work when I have his first name.”

  “That’s why you don’t like being called Vince.” I nodded. “It makes sense now.”

  He smiled softly and looked out at the back yard. The dim moonlight cast a glow over the trees. The warm night air wrapped around us, sending a shiver down my back.

  “I haven’t been back here in a while,” Stone confessed. “Years, actually.”

  “Why now?” I sat forward, stretching my arms above my head. “Why did you bring me here tonight?”

  Stone brushed his fingers down my spine. “You wanted to get away. Even if it was only for a couple of hours. I figured this was the best place. And we don’t have to worry about neighbors.” He glanced down at my mouth. “That also means I can make you scream as loud as I want.”

  “Hmm ... I think you’ve mastered that task beautifully.” I winked. “Thank you.” I waved in front of me. “For this.”

  “No, I should be thanking you. I need to come out here more often but the memories are rough.”

  I thought a moment, realization dawning on me. “Did you ever bring Luna’s mother here?”

  He searched my face. “Would you be jealous if I did?”

  “Would it turn you on if I said yes?” I threw back at him, the truth hovering over my head.

  He let out a hard sigh. “As much as your jealousy makes me hard, no, I didn’t bring her here and I also don’t want you jealous of her.”

  My shoulders relaxed. “I don’t know why but I’m going to ask anyway. Why don’t you want me jealous?”

  “That’s a story for another time.”

  “Seriously?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

  Stone pushed me back and ripped the blanket free from my body. His head dipped, his mouth closing around a nipple. He gave the hardened nub a gentle sweep of his tongue before sinking his teeth into the peak.

  I gasped, arching beneath him. My breasts had never been responsive but one touch from Stone and my body wept for him. “Are you trying to distract me?”

  “Is it working?” he asked, brushing his fingers between my legs.

  “Yes,” I moaned. Grabbing his wrist, I lifted my hips at the same time he thrust a finger back inside me.

  “Good.” He kissed the side of my neck. “Then yes, baby. I’m distracting you. I’m distracting you with all of me.”

  Digging my fingers into his hair, I pulled his head back. “Then keep distracting me, Stone. Distract me until I can’t take anymore.”

  For the rest of the night until early morning, he made use of my body and showed me over and over again what it truly meant to give up control. I let him do whatever he wanted which in turn was exactly what I had needed.

  ***

  (Stone)

  “Where are you?”

  “Well hello to you too, brother,” I joked, teasing Angel on the other end of the phone.

  “Shut up,” he grumbled. “Tell me where you are.”

  “I’m about to head to base to work out.” I frowned, putting the truck into park. “What’s up?”

  “We need to talk.”

  I sat back, rubbing the scruff on my jaw. “Are you breaking up with me?”

  “Stone,” Angel barked. “Fuck, you’re worse than Dale.”

  “I learn from the best.”

  “I’m heading over there.” Angel covered the mouthpiece, his voice muffled. “Yes, princess,” he said a moment later, his voice clearer. “It’ll be fine.” Jay mumbled something in the background. “I know.” He cleared his throat. “Listen, Stone. I have a proposition for you but I can already—”

  “I’ll do it,” I told him, stepping out of the truck.

  “You don’t even ...” Angel blew out a breath. “Never mind. I’ve been informed there’s no point in arguing with you.”

  “You were debriefed by my old Team Leader, Angel,” I said, stepping into the large building and made my way to the gym. “You already know how I am.”

  “Fine. I’m on my way.” And with that, Angel hung up.

  I spent the next half an hour warming up and doing some cardio but really, the cardio I would like to be doing involved someone who had to work. I already made Creena call in a couple of times since the night I brought her to my cottage. It had been a week of non-stop sex. As soon as she wanted to talk about heavy shit, I was on her. It wasn’t fair to her or to me but I wasn’t ready. I couldn’t deal with my past no matter how many months had gone by already.

  An image of Luna slid to the forefront of my mind. Creena hadn’t asked any more questions about her. A part of me wondered if she was bothered by the fact I had a daughter and that was why she wouldn’t mention it.

  After a month of spending time with her, getting to know her more, I became used to having her around. When I left her apartment earlier that morning, I made sure to leave her with my come inside her and my touch imbedded on her skin.

  “Stone, you going to stand there and daydream or are you actually going to get some training in?”

  I turned from the weight rack finding Lian and Henley standing at the door to the gym. I nodded in their direction.

  “How’s that new toy you both keep fighting over?” I threw back at them, stretching my arms above my head.

  A knowing smirk passed between the duo.

  “Tasty,” they replied in unison.

  I shook my head. I never understood it. I could hardly handle Creena let alone adding a second woman to the mix. I respected the hell out of them even though I didn’t get their interest in sharing one woman. They were best friends and found a similar interest in Max’s boss.

  “Hey, guys,” a deep voice sounded throughout the room.

  “Hey, boss,” Lian clapped a hand against Angel’s shoulder. “We still on for that extensive training?”

  Angel nodded. “Yeah and I’m looking forward to that shit right now.”

  A hot shiver rippled down my spine. I knew I sure as fuck was looking forward to it.

  “Coby and Brogan train together.”

  Maybe I should take Creena up on her offer.

  Angel continued talking to Lian and Henley, their conversation going from our training to Angelica. His eyes lit up at the mere mention of her name.

  My heart panged. I missed Luna. My sister was right. As time wore on, it was harder to watch her take my baby girl away from me. It wasn’t her fault. It was mine. I took full responsibility for the shit I had done and would do. But it would be over my dead body before I ever let her back into my house permanently while this shit was still going down.

  Angel stepped in front of me. “Hey, brother. You good?”
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  “Yup, fine and fucking dandy.” The only good thing in my life was Creena. And even then, it was purely physical. Straight up hot as hell sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. That lie slid down my throat like acid.

  “Shit, man.” Angel chuckled. “You’re worse than Coby. Which is saying something.”

  I sat on the bench, twisted off the cap of my water bottle and took a long swig trying to ignore how true his words were. “What did you want to talk about?” I asked, throwing the bottle in the trash.

  “We shouldn’t really talk here. I wouldn’t want the wrong person hearing our conversation.” Angel sat on the bench across from me.

  “What are you talking about?”

  “My proposition,” he said, kicking his legs out in front of him.

  “Yeah. What about it?” I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms under my chest. I was itching to get back to working out and this vague back and forth bullshit irritated me.

  “Let’s take a walk.” Angel stood and made his way to the door. “I suggest coming with me.”

  I let out a hard huff of air. “Listen, if I did something wrong or if I my work doesn’t meet up to your expectations, let me know and I’ll continue training.”

  “You would continue training even if I said you didn’t have to and that everything was fine and fucking dandy,” he said, using my words.

  “Listen, Angel, I respect the hell out of you but I have no idea what the fuck is going on right now.”

  Angel didn’t say anything as we made our way outside. We started walking down one of the running paths winding through the woods at the back of the training center.

  Just when I couldn’t take it anymore, I opened my mouth to demand what the hell Angel wanted when his next words stopped me.

  “I know your documents were falsified.”