Incineration (Heart of Stone) (14 page)

At 3.30 I phoned a taxi and at 3.55 I was banging on Masons
door, repeatedly.

The hall light came on and he opened the door; stood in all
his glory with just shorts on, his magnificent chest and his hard stomach on
display. I slammed him hard against the wall and pulled his head down brutally,
kissing him with all I was. He groaned and grasped my hair, kissing me back
with an urgency and hunger and I pulled us over to his couch, pushing him
backwards on to it before I straddled him, sucking and biting his neck with an
obsession “Fuck Ava, I need you” he hissed and I reached beneath us, sliding my
nails across his erection “I need this inside me Mason, I want your hard cock
pounding into me” I growled and pulled his rigid penis free.

He grasped the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head,
groaning loudly and harshly as he glimpsed my red silk bra. His teeth bit my
stiff nipple and I growled loudly “Fuck!” I reached down and pulled my knickers
to one side and swiftly impaled myself on him in one sharp plunge “Fuck yeah!”
he roared “Fuck me Ava” I was working up a frenzy, riding him hard, slamming up
and down on him in a violent need, the desperation to climb inside him, the
powerful throb in me demanding release. “Mason, you feel so fucking good” I
moaned as I leant back and grasped his knees, riding him harder “Yes Baby!” he
snarled and slammed his hips up to meet my plunges, his hand slid round to my
bottom and his finger pressed into my anus and as he bit my nipple again, I
screamed loudly at the carnal intensity of his cock filling my pussy and his
finger filling my ass as my orgasm exploded, constricting my throat and
tightening every muscle in the most intense climax I had ever had. He followed
and burst inside me “
Jesus
” he hissed, squeezing his eyes shut and
baring his teeth “Ava” he cried as he continued to fill me with his sperm, his
climax refusing to bate.

We both panted heavily and I flopped down on to him as he encircled
me in a tight grip “Jesus Baby. I’ve never been fucked that hard” he panted as
I was still gasping for breath. He pulled me tighter “Baby?” he probed as I
remained silent. I shook my head “Shush” I sighed and lifted myself off him and
reached for my dress, pulling it back over my head.

His eyebrows furrowed furiously “Ava?” he asked more
urgently “I need to go Mason” I said as I straightened my dress back down. He
shot off the couch and grabbed my arms “Whoa Ava. You’re not leaving now!” he
demanded but I struggled free “I’m sorry Mason, I just needed you…tonight”. He
looked like I’d slapped him “What the fuck!” he yelled, running his hands
through his hair. I pulled my phone from my bag to phone a taxi as his hands
gripped me and he lifted me and flung me down on the sofa and straddled me,
locking me down “Get off me Mason” I yelled but he shook his head “No, not
until we have talked” he yelled back at me.

I pushed against his chest “There’s nothing to talk about” I
shouted back as I pushed harder “Talk to me Ava” he demanded and I punched his
chest but he held firm “No! No! NO!” I screamed as I kept punching him, the
tears rolling free as I wept violently and laid into him.

He remained still, taking everything I gave him until I
broke and howled, my screams ripping us both in two. He grabbed me tight,
holding my head to his chest “Come on baby, let it out” he urged as I continued
to cry hysterically “Shush” he whispered “I’m here Baby”. He held me for a long
time, refusing to let me go as I whimpered into him.

Eventually he lifted me into his arms, carried me upstairs
and stood me up, peeling off my dress and bra and then laid me in his bed. He
climbed in behind me, pulled me against him and wrapped me up in his arms “Go
to sleep Ava” he breathed into my hair “We’ll talk tomorrow” I nodded and
snuggled against him “I love you Ava” he said as I closed my eyes and drifted
“I love you baby” he repeated and I tightened my grip on his arms and slept.

The bright sun exploded my irises and I squinted and
groaned, rolling onto my back. Mason was gone and I lay there silent for a
while. I knew the time had come and I was nervous about what to say to him, not
that I needed to explain much as he had already found out most of it but not
all of it according to the documents I had seen.

I climbed out of bed and extracted the soft blue t-shirt
from his drawer and pulled it on. I borrowed Masons’ toothbrush as my mouth
felt like gravel and splashed my face, grumbling at my appearance in the mirror
and then went down for a much needed coffee.

Mason was sat at the island, in just loose joggers and his
torso bare, nursing a mug and reading a newspaper and he looked up as I
entered, his eyes scanning my body and a grin on his face. He stood and walked
over to me “Good morning Ava, how’s your head?” I groaned and he laughed,
kissed me on the forehead and went in search of paracetamol “Sit” he ordered
gently and I obliged, climbing on one of the stools and holding my head in my
hands as I rested my elbows on the island.

He came behind me and swiped my hair to one side, gently
kissing the nape of my neck as his fingers massaged my shoulders “Ahhhh” I
moaned and he chuckled “That good Baby?” he asked softly against my ear and I
nodded “Very” he worked my muscles and continued to worship my neck with kisses
as my tension slipped away. He kissed my head again and walked over to the
percolator and poured me a coffee and slid me the cup “You’ve learnt how to use
it?” I smiled at the pride on his face as he nodded eagerly “It’s not as good
as yours but it’s drinkable” he shrugged.

My phone rang somewhere from the lounge and I slid off the
stool and went in search of it; it was Courtney “Hey” I greeted and cringed
“Hey babe. I’m just ringing to see how you are?” she laughed “Headache?” there
was that one word question again “Mmmm” I replied and she was silent for a
moment “Where are you Ava?” God that girl could read me like a book “Erm…” I
couldn’t think of a lie quick enough “Ava, tell me you’re not at Masons?” she
asked slowly and I cringed again “Erm…” I heard her gasp at my hesitance “Oh
Ava” she sighed “It’s fine Courtney” I appealed “I’m okay, it was my choice” I
could hear her tapping her nails against her table and I grimaced as Mason shouted,
asking if I was hungry “Huh” she huffed “I needed him Courtney” I implored and
she sighed heavily “I know Ava” she said softly “I just don’t want you to get
hurt Babe” I nodded even though she couldn’t see me and sat on the couch “I
know, me too” I breathed and we were both silent.

Mason appeared at the doorway, a frown on his face as he
regarded me “I have to go” I said and she sighed again “Ring me later when
you’re alone” she ordered and I agreed “I love you Babe” she said as we ended
the call “Love you too”.

I placed my phone on the table “I hope that was Courtney or
George” he said sternly and I rolled my eyes “Courtney” I informed him and
walked into the kitchen, leaving him stood in the lounge doorway. He walked
back into the kitchen “Ava” he said slowly and I looked at him over the rim of
my mug “Did you…did you sleep with Tony?” he asked, his knuckles white as he
squeezed his mug, waiting for my answer. “For god’s sake Mason, who do you take
me for? I’m not like that. You should know that by now” I fumed and he smiled
guiltily “I’m sorry Ava, I just needed to check” I simmered down when I thought
of all the times I thought he’d slept with Rebecca when he hadn’t “No, I only
met him the once and when you left, I left” I shrugged and took another gulp of
coffee. He nodded and sat on the stool at the side of me “I promise Ava, I
haven’t touched Rebecca since before you” he said and palmed my cheek. “I know”
I smiled and leaned into him. He leant forward and kissed me tenderly “I’ve
missed you Ava” he said softly against my lips and I grabbed his hair, pulling
him closer as I kissed him back “We need to talk Mason” I whispered as I sucked
and nibbled on his bottom lip.

He groaned and stroked his thumb across my cheekbone “Let’s
eat first” he said and lifted off the stool and walked over to the fridge,
removing milk and eggs “Pancakes?” he asked and my jaw dropped “Are you making
them?” I asked, dumbfounded “Well, I thought I could hold the pan for you” he
grinned cheekily. I laughed and hopped off the stool, walking around to his
side “Flour” I told him as I opened the cupboard to get a bowl “Yes ma’am” he saluted
and opened the fridge “Pantry Mason” I enlightened and he grinned sheepishly.

I put all the ingredients in the bowl and started to whisk,
he stood behind me and his arms came round me as he held the whisk with me, his
fingers curled around mine and we both beat the crap out of the mixture, his
hard erection pressing into my back. I chastised him playfully “I’m hungry” I
laughed as his teeth grazed my neck “Me too” he breathed and sucked on my neck;
his hands left mine and cupped my breasts. I tilted my head back, giving him
better access to my neck and moaned as his thumbs stroked my hard nipples “You’re
exquisite when you’re turned on Ava, I can smell your arousal soaking your
knickers” he whispered as his hands slid down my stomach and bunched up his
shirt, lifting it over me and then slipped his fingers into my knickers. “Jesus
Ava, your soaked” he groaned and I reached behind me and stoked the length of
his hard penis through the material of his joggers.

He hissed and pushed his groin further into my backside,
removing his hand before he spun me round, I whimpered at the loss of his touch
but he twisted the edges of my knickers and yanked, ripping them away. “Put
your legs round my hips Baby” he said and kissed me feverishly as I did,
gripping his hips with my thighs.

He walked backwards and sat on the window seat in the corner
of the kitchen, reaching between us and freeing his heavy cock he positioned it
against my entrance. I sunk down slowly, tilting my head back and closing my
eyes in ecstasy as my legs still enveloped him. He groaned and planted little wet
kisses across my collarbone and down to my breasts as I continued to make love
to him slowly and leisurely. His hands gripped my shoulders from behind as he
moaned into my neck “Ava” he gasped as I tightened round him “I love you Mason”
I groaned as my body peaked and I exploded around him “God I love you Mason” I
shouted as I repeated my declaration. He grunted and flung his head back, his
seed shooting into me as he jerked fiercely underneath me “I love you Ava, so
much Baby” he rasped, his mouth returning to my neck.

We clung to each other and I gasped when I saw Sam staring
at us through the window “Mason!” I exclaimed and he looked behind him, through
the window and when he saw Sam he laughed out loud “Mason!” I scolded “Don’t
worry Baby, he can’t see your body, my back is covering you” his eyes twinkled
as he chuckled. “Move me away from the window” I started to giggle as I saw the
humour in his face and he stood and walked me backwards to the island.

I hopped off him and reached down for my shirt and then
froze “Ava?” Mason questioned. I stood abruptly and looked at him “Mason,
that’s three times we haven’t used a condom” I exclaimed and his shoulders
sagged “Are you worried?” he asked slowly and I frowned “Of course I’m worried.
We’re gonna have to control ourselves” I said, slipping the shirt over my head
“I can’t seem to with you Ava. I need to feel you, I don’t want anything
between us” I nodded in agreement “I’m gonna have to visit the doctors and go
on the pill” I told him and he shrugged. I frowned at his nonchalance and
started on the pancakes.

After I loaded the dishwasher Mason pulled me over to the
couch, sat me down and switched off our phones and locked the front door “No
interruptions” he explained and I swallowed, biting my little finger harshly.
He sat beside me and took my hand in his, stroking my knuckles with his thumb
and we sat in silence for a while. He understood I needed his patience and I
eventually took a deep breath. “My parents died in a car crash when I was 8” I
started and sighed heavily “I don’t remember much about them only that they
loved me and I was happy. I didn’t have any other family so I was placed in
foster care. I was 11 when I was first raped” I whispered.

Mason hissed and pulled me back against him so my back was
on his chest, our legs up on the sofa as he wrapped his legs and arms round me
protectively “I endured it for six months and then plucked up the courage to
tell my foster mother, she called me a lying whore and had me removed from their
care. I was then placed with another family and everything was okay until his
wife left him for another man and he got drunk one night and raped me” I
laughed bitterly “at this point I thought it was something I was doing wrong,
that it was my fault” Mason sighed “No Baby” he whispered “I was 12 Mason, I
didn’t understand that” he nodded. “Carry on” he urged as he played with my
fingers

“He raped me three times before he phoned the agency and
told them he couldn’t care for me now that his wife had left so they removed me
and placed me in a children’s home. The only problem with that place was, the
girls were jealous of the male attention I received because of my chest so they
resented me and that’s when I started to learn how to fight” he chuckled “Yeah,
I noticed” I smiled at his proudness of my fighting skills “You had to learn to
fight Mason, otherwise you wouldn’t survive. I started rebelling when I hit my
14
^th
birthday and I started smoking and drinking, shoplifting and
getting into organised paid fights. They quickly removed me and then I was
placed with another family” I sighed and started chewing my finger.

Mason hugged me tighter, encouraging me “there was another
foster child in the family, a 16 year old boy, Lee, who slowly got an obsession
with me. He started coming in my room at night. He was quite violent and would
hold a pillow over my face or his hand would cover my mouth while he raped me”
Mason hissed and stiffened and I squeezed him “I’m okay” I sighed and he kissed
my head “after each time he would beat me and he was too strong for me to fight
back and he swore he would kill me if I told anyone.  One night he raped me so
violently, his hands wrapped around my throat that tightly I actually passed
out and when I finally came to I knew I had to leave”.