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He let go of one of my ankles, letting it rest on his shoulder, then reached down and started playing with my clit.

I came harder than ever. Stone had my whole body shaking.

“Look how this pussy creaming for me... hell yeah, just like that,” Stone said, staring down at where we were connected. “Goddamn... keep creaming for me, baby... cover that whole dick.”

He was watching himself go in and out of me, mesmerized. Then he looked up and met my eyes. And I got wetter when I saw that crazed look in his eyes. The one I loved.

“Uh-huh. You want a nigga to go crazy ‘bout this pussy, don’t you?” he asked, fucking me even harder. “You like this shit?”

“Yes, daddy! Go crazy!”

He played with my clit some more, rubbing tight circles until I came again. This time, he came with me.

He groaned, his body tensing as he emptied himself inside me. He leaned over me and kissed me passionately, his tongue sliding against mine.

When he finally pulled back, he gave me a stern look. “Don’t do that shit again,” he said, his voice serious.

All I could do was nod. I waswaytoo fucked out to argue.

***

When we rejoined the party, everyone knew what we’d been doing. The looks on their faces said it all.

Kenzo smirked at Stone. “Y’all good now?”

Stone just glared at him.

Tierra and Aurora were trying not to laugh. Antoine and Deacon were shaking their heads, amused. I felt my face heat up, but I didn’t care.

We hung out for a couple more hours, eating, drinking, talking, laughing. Then Antoine, Deacon, and Tierra said their goodbyes and left.

Kenzo and Aurora disappeared into one of the guest rooms together.

I smirked when I saw them walk off.

Stone and I went back to the master bedroom, and I changed into one of my nighties. As I climbed into bed, I thought about how fun the day had been. How normal it felt. How happy I was.

And I realized something... even though Stone was crazy as hell, I loved that shit.

He was crazy about me. Obsessed with me. Addicted to me.

And I wanted it to stay that way.

Chapter 17

Stone

I woke up the way I always did. Early, before the sun fully rose.

My internal clock didn’t give a fuck about weekends or barbecues or the fact that I’d been up late the night before. Five-thirty in the morning, like clockwork.

Unlike usual, I didn’t immediately get up and start my day. Instead, I stayed right where I was. Lying on my back with Indie curled up against my side, her head resting on my chest, one of her legs thrown over mine.

Her breathing was slow and steady, her body warm and soft against me.

I looked down at her, taking in the sight of her sleeping peacefully in my arms.

Her dark curly hair was spread across my chest and the pillow, wild and untamed. Her face was relaxed, lips slightly parted, long lashes resting against her cheeks. She looked beautiful. Peaceful.Mine.