“I’m here and safe, Stone,” I replied. His eyes clouded, and I sensed a momentary grief. I shimmied my ass, and the desolate look faded as my pussy caught his attention. His tongue dippedbetween my folds and teased my nub. Rock hard with desire, his ministrations made me writhe on the bed. I was a squirming, wet mess, and I was sure sobs were coming from me. My legs clenched around him as Stone trailed his tongue through my wetness. A sharp bite on my thigh made me jump, and a surprised cry escaped my lips.
“Fuck, I love your thighs,” Stone muttered as he bit the other one. A chuckle escaped as I tried to shift away. Stone hauled me back and sank his teeth into me again, closer to my pussy. With small bites, Stone worked his way to my pussy and grazed his teeth over my nub. My hips lifted off the bed as my hands yanked his head up.
Stone’s eyes were glazed over with desire, and I pushed him onto his back. “Enough with the teasing.”
I straddled him, a little self-conscious of my soft belly and thick thighs, even my heavy breasts, which Stone latched onto again. I lowered myself onto his cock, slowly, unsure if it would hurt after so many years. Stone grunted at the feel and pushed up hard. A startled cry escaped me as I took him fully.
“Let me adjust. You’re huge,” I gasped. A smug smile crossed his lips, and Stone withdrew a little, then pushed back inside.
“You’re so fuckin’ tight,” he murmured as his eyes rolled in pleasure. Stone wasn’t wrong. I was being stretched to take Stone’s size. Cautiously, I moved up before pushing down, and Stone smiled lazily. His eyes burned into me even as his hands cupped my breasts and played with them. I laid my hands on his chest and began moving. Stone’s hands dropped and grabbed my hips as a low moan left his lips. He shoved up hard as I pushed down, causing me to gasp.
Sweat slicked our bodies as we fell into an age-old rhythm. I rocked against him, friction rubbing against my nub, making me more desperate. My orgasm was building, and I dug my nails into his pecs.
Stone responded by lifting me off, even as I protested. With a smile, Stone turned me onto my knees with my chest on the bed and ass in the air. “Now, you’ll take me,” he said gutturally and slammed into me.
In this position, Stone thrust deeper, and my cries mingled with his grunts. Stone relaxed whatever control he’d been clinging to and hammered into me. Our sweat-slicked bodies bumped together as I gave my pleasure over to him.
My orgasm screamed into existence as my pussy walls clenched around his cock, and I exploded. I cried Stone’s name, and my hands scrabbled in the bedding.
Stone slapped my ass hard and held me still as he kept going. Sensations washed over me that I’d never experienced, and as Stone found his own release, I sank into my second.
Both of us collapsed onto the mattress, heavily panting, and Stone pulled out and rolled over to avoid crushing me.
He moved my hair out of the way and smiled. “You’ve got five minutes to recover, and then we’re doing that again.”
“Oh my God,” I muttered.
“Yeah, you can call me God anytime you wish, babe.” Stone grinned.
Without a word, I closed my eyes and prayed for strength.
???
“Look at the smile on you,” Teagan teased as she approached Clara’s house. I still hadn’t returned to work as my stomach was still sore.
“Just pleased to see you,” I retorted, and Teagan let out a laugh.
“Liar! You’re getting the good stuff.”
“Teag, Stone’s like the Duracell Bunny. He doesn’t stop. It’s a miracle I can walk,” I gasped, and Teagan laughed.
“I’m glad you’re happy. What are you wearing tonight?” Teagan asked as we headed upstairs.
“Apparently, you don’t dress up for a clubhouse party. They don’t like expensive or high-maintenance women. Stone’s suggestion said jeans and a nice blouse are fine.”
“You’re trusting Harlequin with clothing advice?” Teagan looked worried.
It amused me how I called him Stone, but everyone else called him Harlequin.
“Nope. I also phoned Clio to check,” I replied, and Teagan burst out laughing.
“And Clio said?”
“Jeans and a nice tee.”
“Sorted,” Teagan said. “So, you and Harlequin, it’s on for sure?”
“Yeah. I’ve forgiven Stone for what happened, although I don’t think I’ll ever forget. Stone acted stupidly and hurt me deeply, and he now understands the extent of the damage caused. I’ll never move past how Chelsea betrayed me, the slut that she is, but at least Stone saved me from that toxicity. Also, I’m aware of how much power he had. Stone was my entire life. This time, I intend to keep a balance.”
