Her eyes widen and I think I even notice her cheeks turn a little pink. “Always using your penis as a weapon. Is that all you got?”
She’s challenging me. I fucking love it.
After pouring her a drink, I lean in closer. Close enough so my lips are hovering over hers. “I’ve got my lips.” I gently brush them against hers. “And my tongue.” She lets out a soft moan as I run my tongue over her bottom lip and growl. “Want to see what I can do with my teeth next?”
Backing away, she shakes her head, while trying to hold back her smile. “What if I say no?”
I watch as she grabs her drink, taking a small sip. “Then I’d say you’re lying.”
“What’s Stone lying about? That his dick is bigger than mine? I’ll let you look again for yourself and see.”
“Fuck off, Kash.”
Kash is standing beside Sage, half-naked and dripping with sweat. Smiling, he turns to face her and points down at his white briefs. “Go ahead, Babe. Look.”
Sage smiles and reaches out as if she’s going to pull out the waist of his underwear and look, but then stops and shakes her head. “I’ve already seen all I needed to see.”
“What does that mean?” Kash asks, sounding worried. “It wasn’t even hard all the way. That shit doesn’t count.”
I smirk. “Yeah, well she’s seen mine halfway hard too, Fucker. She has enough to compare it to.”
Sage shrugs. “I’ll let you boys figure that shit out on your own.”
I don’t need to figure shit out. I can tell by the look on Sage’s face and the way that her eyes keep lowering to my dick, that she’s more impressed with my bulge than his.
Kash’s dick is the last thing I worry about.
“Don’t you have a show to put on or some shit?”
Kash places his hand behind his head and does a little thrust for Sage, until she pulls out a five-dollar bill and shoves it into the band of his briefs.
“I’m good to go now.” Winking, he backs away, almost getting away from the bar, until Blanche seeks him out and calls him over.
I watch, laughing with Sage, as she pulls out some money and motions for him to turn around so she can see his ass.
“I thought you might’ve needed some rescuing from your last text.”
“Oh, yeah. Is that why you’re here?”
She nods her head. “Of course. What kind of friend wouldn’t want to see this?”
I laugh and lean over the bar. “It was the dick pic, wasn’t it?” I tilt my head. “Was it the outline of the head or the thickness of the shaft that got you rushing here to see me?”
Smiling, she grips the back of my hair and leans in close to my mouth. “It was all of it.” She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth, before quickly releasing it. “Now hopefully that will have you rushing home to see me.”
With a confident grin, she stands up, shoves money down the front of my jeans and backs away to leave.
“Well fuck . . .” I groan, while pushing down on my erection and watching her walk away. “What time is it?”
I look up at the clock to see that I still have four more fucking hours until I get out of here tonight.
“Fuck me!”
KASH AND STYX HAVE SPENT the last hour hanging out at the bar, goofing off and having a few drinks.
“Fuck . . . I love it when we get a few minutes of quiet to just enjoy a few drinks, without someone tugging on our balls or dick,” Styx says, while taking a swig of his third beer and chillin’.
“I agree, Brother. As much as I love women, my dick needs a break once in a while.” Kash tosses a straw my way, hitting me on the shoulder. “What the fuck are you doing over there? Jerking off or some shit?”
“Nah, Fucker.” I hold my phone out, being sure to get the whole length in the camera. It’s not an easy task and that’s not me being a cocky ass. It’s the truth. “Just taking a selfie.”
Styx bursts out laughing. “You’re taking dick pics and shit over there in the corner. What the fuck. How are you even hard? There aren’t even any women here.”
I put my shit away and adjust it on my thigh, before walking over to join them. “The power of the mind, Motherfucker. I know what’s at home waiting for me and I’m horny as shit.”
Kash watches me as I begin wiping down the bar, preparing for close. I’m just ready to get the hell out of here already. “So you two are at it again?” He smiles as if remembering something. “I’m going home with your ass tonight. I haven’t had a good jerk since the showers.”
“You fucked Sage in the showers? Damn . . . I missed it,” Styx says, looking sincerely disappointed. “Where the hell was I?”
“Not in the next shower over,” Kash answers with a cocky grin.
“Since when the hell are women allowed in the back?” Styx takes another swig of his beer. “I tried sneaking one in and Kass jumped down my throat and shit.”
“They’re not.” I toss the dirty towel at him. He just frowns and pushes it away. “Looks like Kage was too busy working on getting pussy, than guarding the door.”
“So distracting the big guys does the trick.” Styx stands up and tosses some money my way for his drinks, knowing damn well I hate when one of the guys tries tipping me. “Noted.”
Wadding up his cash, I toss it at the back of his head when he begins walking away. “Not picking it up,” he grumbles. “See ya, Dicks.”
Kash looks at me and then down at the wadded up money. “Fuck you both. I’ll take it then.”
Finishing up my shit, I shake my head as Kash picks it up and shoves it in his pocket. “Now get the hell out of here so I can. Go find Kane and see if he’s out of the shower so I can lock up. If not, tell him to hurry the hell up. I swear he takes the longest fucking showers.”
“Got it.”
I’m seriously going crazy to get the fuck out of here and get home to Sage. The things I’ve been imaging doing to her body has made being here painful as shit.
She hasn’t been this playful since we stopped talking months ago and I have to admit that it makes me happy. All of me.
I’m taking this side of Sage while she’s willing to give it and doing everything in my power to keep her this way.
If it takes my body to keep her for now, I’ll take it and work as hard as I can to keep her emotionally later.
Damn . . . I hope she’s still awake when I get home.
Stone
WHEN I GET HOME, I search through the house to find it empty. Her car’s here in the driveway, so I check the last possible place she can be, knowing that she must be outside on the balcony.
Sliding the glass door open, I smile down at her sleeping in one of the lounge chairs, with a half-empty glass of wine, setting on the table beside her.
I find it really fucking cute that she fell asleep waiting on me to get home. Now I really need to make it worth her while.
She’s usually sleeping by the time I get home, but never out here, with a glass of wine with music playing from her iPod.
Turning the music up, I smile when Pillow Talk from Zayn comes through the speakers. The part about pissing off the neighbors might be happening tonight.
Lowering myself to the lounge chair, I straddle her lap, brush the hair away from her ear and whisper her name, causing her to make this cute little whimpering noise.
“Stone,” she says tiredly. “What time is it?”
Ignoring her question, I grab her hands and place them on my chest as I begin grinding on her lap to the music.
Her lips instantly twitch up into a smile as I begin to slowly lower her hands down my body and to my abs.
She begins fingering the dips of my muscles and reaching for the bottom of my shirt to lift it. She’s still half asleep so she struggles with it.
“Take it off,” she whispers. “Wake me up.”
Smirking, I rip my shirt off from over my head and grab both ends of it, placing it behind her neck for support as I begin grinding harder in her lap.
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p; Biting her bottom lip, she reaches for my belt and undoes it, before slowly ripping it from the loops of my jeans, while I move for her.
Her eyes widen when she goes for my jeans, noticing that I’m not wearing anything underneath. “Jeez, Stone. Do you even own underwear anymore.”
I toss my shirt aside. “I find that I don’t need them much these days.”
Sitting up on my knees, I lower my fitted jeans down past my hips, allowing my hard cock to plop out in front of her.
I stroke my hand up and down it a few times, before raising it up high enough for my cock to brush against her lips.
Grabbing me by the balls, she pulls me closer and swipes her tongue out to twirl it around the piercing in my dick.
She does it a few more times, before I reach for her shirt, pulling it off over her head. Her plump tits plop out, her nipples instantly perking up for me.
Lowering myself down her body, I take her right nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the piercing, just as she did to the one in my dick.
Her hands reach up to grab at my hair.
This turns me on even more. Especially when she pulls it, hard.
“Damn you . . .” she moans out as I kiss her stomach and slowly start lowering my mouth to beneath the waist band of her cotton shorts. “Your mouth feels good on my body. Why are you so good at this?”
I smile against her smoothly waxed mound. “Because I take pride in making sure that I can pleasure you better than anyone else can.”
Trailing my tongue down her body, I slowly pull her shorts and underwear down to give me access to her wet pussy.
The moment my tongue presses against her clit, she grips my hair and moans loudly. “Holy . . . fuck . . .”
Her moaning becomes louder and louder with each flick and swirl of my tongue.
I lick and suck her for as long as I can take it, before I pull her up to her feet and bend her over the balcony.
“Hold on tight. Fuck . . . this is going to be rough.”
I reach into my jeans for a condom, before stepping out of them and kicking them aside.
We’re both out here on the balcony completely naked and turned on, not giving a shit who we might disturb.
Fuck it. Let them watch.
Roughly, grabbing the back of her hair, I tangle my hand in it and pull as I slam into her.
She screams out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, while gripping even harder onto the balcony.
With my free hand, I lift her left leg up and hold it, while I continue to thrust and grind my hips, pounding into her as deeply as I can.
She moans and cries out with each hard thrust, letting me know how much she enjoys taking my cock.
I can’t be gentle. Not tonight.
I want her to still feel me tomorrow. I want her to remember how hard and deep I took her tonight.
My grip on her hair tightens as I slow down and pull out, before thrusting back in, taking her breath away.
“Oh shit . . .” she breathes out, sounding as if she’s fighting to catch her breath.
I pull out again and slam into her as hard as I can. “Let the neighbors know my name,” I growl out. “I want them to know how good I feel inside of you. Show them.”
Pulling her neck back so I can bite her neck, I pound into her fast and hard.
So fucking fast and hard that all you can hear now is the slapping of our bodies and her screaming out my name.
“Stone!” Her arm comes behind her to snake around my neck and hold me close as I bite her harder and continue to pound her tight pussy. “Oh shit . . . oh shit. Stone!”
She moans my name on her release and I feel her pussy tightly clamp around my dick as she comes.
There’s no doubt in my mind that we’ve woken up at least one or two of the neighbors. But with my release . . . we might just wake them all.
Pushing into Sage as hard and deep as her body will allow me, I yell out, “Fuck,” as loud as I can, while I release my load inside of her, filling up the condom.
Knowing that she likes it when I fuck her with my cum in the condom, I slowly thrust in and out a few more times, while reaching out to rub her clit.
It doesn’t take her long, before she’s shaking in my arms, gripping at her hair as she has another orgasm.
Holding her tightly, I wait for her to come down from her release, before I pull out of her and kiss the back of her neck.
“Holy fuck, we were loud.” I laugh beside her ear.
She lets out a breathy laugh. “You think!” She throws her hand over her mouth and gets all embarrassed when she notices the neighbor’s lights are now on next door. “Oh my God.”
Laughing, I pull her into my arms and cup her face. “I’m pretty sure neighbors from two blocks over heard you screaming. Don’t be ashamed. It was fucking hot.”
She playfully slaps my chest and backs away to gather her things. “I should’ve known better than to wait for you outside. You’ll fuck anywhere and in front of anyone, won’t you?”
I bite my bottom lip and growl. “Do you even have to ask that?”
“No.” She opens the sliding door and stops to look back at me. “Thanks.”
I smile back, while pulling off the condom. “For what?”
She motions at my dick. “For having a magic dick.” She winks. “Goodnight, Stone.”
Feeling good about tonight, I stand back and watch her disappear into the house.
I take a few minutes to just stand outside and enjoy the fresh, night air, before making my way inside myself.
Sage stays on my mind throughout my whole twenty-minute shower, all the way up until my head hits my pillow and I pass the fuck out.
Damn . . . that woman is everything I want.
Sage
IT’S BEEN THREE DAYS SINCE our little show on the balcony and I still get embarrassed every time I see one of our neighbors outside when I leave the house.
I swear the seventeen-year-old from the house left of ours has been staring extra hard whenever he sees me now. He might’ve even smirked a little when we made eye contact before I left for work this morning.
If the kid’s going to learn from someone, might as well be Stone, I suppose. Doesn’t make it any less embarrassing though, knowing that he was probably getting his rocks off to us.
I’m in the back of the salon, finishing up my lunch, when Aspen pokes her head in the door. “There’s a guy out here that wants his hair cut.”
I hold up my chicken sandwich. “Alright . . . Why are you telling me? I’m not even on the clock. Can’t Onyx take him?”
She gives me a small smile. “I don’t know who the cute guy is, but he came in asking for you to cut his hair. Is there something I don’t know about? Is that why . . .”
“No,” I cut in. “I’m not seeing anyone. Trust me, if I was, I’d want a guy like Stone.”
Her smile widens. “Good to hear. Hopefully you heard yourself as loud and clear as I did.” She backs away. “I’ll tell him you’ll be out in a few. Take your time.”
I nod my head as she closes the door and then quickly finish my lunch, before checking my phone.
My stomach fills with butterflies when I see two missed texts from Stone. I don’t know what he’s been doing to me lately, but the idea of him excites me more than ever.
Stone: I’m off at eight tonight. Come to Fortunes with us.
Stone: [ab pic]
The picture of Stone holding his shirt up, to flash his abs has me smiling.
He’s been on this kick lately of sending me random pictures of his body parts. He even sent one of his ass the other day. Or at least what he could manage to get in the pic.
Me: Very impressive . . . much better than the ass pic you attempted the other day. So about tonight. Who’s us?
Stone: Was my ass pic not good enough for you? I can ask Styx to take it for me this time ;)
Stone: Styx and Sara.
I definitely can’t say no to that. I never see Sara go out, other
than at W.O.S and I’ve been dying to go out with her wild ass. She’s been working with the boys for so long, that I’m pretty sure they rubbed off on her.
Me: I’m in . . . and tell Styx I want that pic ;) He can send me one of his too. I wouldn’t mind . . .
Stone: He won’t be able to if his phone is broken. Mine definitely won’t be though . . .
Tossing my wrappers in the trash, I clock back in and make my way out to the front with a laugh.
I’m surprised to see Knight sitting in my chair, waiting on me. My laughter instantly turns into confusion.
Why the hell would he be looking for me?
Onyx gives me a hard look as I walk past her to get to my station. I know how she feels about me giving Stone a chance. The last thing I need is for her to think I’m into some other guy.
Far from it.
The only guy I’ve been into for the last year is Stone. Who happens to be my brother’s close friend and the coolest, sweetest guy I’ve ever met.
So basically, the last guy I want to hurt or mess up my brother’s friendship with. That’s why it’s so hard to give him everything I know he deserves.
What if I’m just not good at loving someone? I’ve spent most of my life keeping everyone at a distance so they couldn’t hurt me like my deadbeat parents did. They left without caring what happened to Hemy or myself. What if it’s just as easy for me to leave someone that I’m supposed to love and hurt them? Or easy for them to leave me.
I have to keep that in mind when it comes to Stone. He doesn’t deserve to have his heart ripped out like I have. So that’s why I have to make sure he doesn’t give it to me; someone that wouldn’t even know what to do with it.
Knight looks up at me with a cocky grin, once he notices that I’m now standing next to him.
“I was hoping I’d catch you working today, Beautiful.” Sitting up straight, he runs his hands through his hair and looks in the mirror. “I need a quick trim before tonight. Ran into your friend the other day and she gave me your card. Said you’re really good.”
Good to fucking know . . . Jade.
“I try my best,” I say, trying to keep the conversation light. “Are you fighting again tonight?”
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