Resolution (Heart of Stone) (33 page)

I swiped a
stray tear that was trailing down my cheek then my eyes shot open as I realised
Mason had cameras trained to his door. I pushed off the wall and made my way
downstairs, my heart tightening further with every step I moved away from him.

Coming to a
halt at the top step my soul screamed at me to turn around.

I looked
back, my foot inching back towards the office door.

Do it... Don’t
do it... Do it... Don’t do it!

I was
desperate to feel his lips on mine, to feel safe in his hold, to hear his
laughter and see his twinkling eyes as they gazed at me; to feel the whisper of
his breath against my neck and feel his fingers softly tracing every contour of
my body, to feel him inside me, filling me with his very essence.

I heard a
noise and looked up to see Mason stood outside his office door watching me, his
eyes wide and bright with hope. I suddenly couldn’t breathe and my mouth was so
dry I struggled to swallow.

 He lifted
his hand to me, reaching out and begging silently and a sob erupted from me.
“Ava…” he breathed as he pleaded with his eyes.

I took a
step nearer to him but he remained immobile knowing that if I wanted to do this
I had to do it myself.

Another step
towards him and I heard his soft whimper. I gulped and exhaled heavily as
another step became another step and before I blinked I was in his arms, his
mouth over mine in a needy and desperate kiss.

I choked out
a sob as I heard him moan in anguish and delight as his tongue danced happily
with mine and I was sure I felt my soul depart from my body to join his,
relishing in its return and closeness once again.

“Ava…” he
breathed as his lips settled against my forehead and he held me tightly. “God,
baby.”

I tilted my
head back and lifted my face to his again, needing to feel him again.

I devoured
and consumed him as he pulled me into him and pushed his erection into me. I
was suddenly overwhelmed, needing him inside me before I collapsed without the
feel of him.

I gripped
the hem of his shirt and yanked it over his head and he took my lips again as
soon as it was off. I frantically tugged at his belt buckle and fought to unzip
him.

He
unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them over my hips and I pulled a leg up and out
of them. I cried out in delight when he wedged me against the wall, lifted my
leg over his hip and thrust into me.

“Oooh baby”
he groaned, “I missed you” he breathed as he suckled on the skin beneath my
ear.

Gripping his
shoulders tightly I swung my legs over his hips, driving myself deeper onto him.
“Hurry Mason, I need your cum inside me” I demanded and he groaned when I
clawed my finger nails down his back.

He deepened
his thrusts and my body cried out in ecstasy when his teeth clamped the
sensitive skin of my neck and I climaxed immediately. “Yes! Mason. Fuck I
missed you.”

His mouth
came onto mine for a hungry controlling kiss before they found my neck and I
pulled him into me, “Own me again” I told him. He hissed sharply but didn’t
waste time in biting and sucking me, driving me into oblivion as he marked me
repeatedly.

The office
door swung open and Greg stood in the doorway, his eyes wide but the grin on
his face told us everything. “Fuck off” Mason snarled.

He laughed
and dipped his head, “With fucking pleasure.” He winked and we heard his happy
laughter all the way down the corridor.

I heard
Mason grunt and then he jerked. “Ava!” he yelled as he pumped into me
furiously, his eyes open and holding mine as he erupted into me. I tipped my
head back and orgasmed again, the sheer rapture in his face igniting my
pleasure.

He stumbled
over to the sofa, still buried deep inside me as he sat and cradled me whilst
we panted and heaved in breaths.

I straddled
his thighs and rested my forehead against his. “When did you last score?” I
asked him and he grinned.

“The day
before you locked me in the garage” he whispered and my eyes shot open.

 “Really?
You didn’t fall back when I walked out?” I asked.

He shook his
head and smiled softly. “I did it for you baby. I’d do anything to get you
back. I’ll admit I’ve had a drink but no drugs, not for six months now.”

I beamed at
him and then frowned. “And the last time you saw Rebecca?” I asked and
swallowed heavily.

“The day you
left me” he revealed as he swiped his fingers over my cheek “I’m so sorry Ava,
for everything. I know I hurt you so much and I… and I…”

I placed my
fingers against his lips. “A year” I said frankly and seriously, “You have a
year and if you keep away from the drugs and Rebecca then on the twins second
birthday I will marry you” I told him.

His eyes
widened and then his lips twisted into a wild and bright grin. “You’re giving
me another chance?” he asked as he palmed my cheek and I smiled sadly.

“I can’t
live without you, Mason, but I won’t let you destroy our relationship anymore.
I can’t do it, I won’t survive it again.”

His lips
crashed over mine as his hand cupped the back of my head and held me to him. “I
won’t hurt you again, I promise my little warrior” he whispered before he lay
me down on the sofa and made love to me slowly and passionately as we clung to
each other in desperation and ecstasy as we once again fought for our
relationship.

I stood in
the full length mirror and swiped the forbidden tear from my cheek as I stared
into my own eyes. I closed them, fighting against the tears that wanted to
swill from me.

Taking a
deep breath I opened them and gasped as my eyes met another’s in the mirror.
She smiled softly at me and then nodded as her eyes twinkled with happiness and
delight.

She blew me
a kiss and turned away and the tears poured. “Goodbye” I whispered to Katie’s
retreating figure, “I love you, hun.”

She looked
over her shoulder and winked at me as her image blurred and Mason came into
view and I knew she had now left me in the hands of another, who loved the very
ground I walked on and would protect me with his life.

His hand
settled on my shoulder as his chin rested on my head. “Has she gone?” he asked
softly and I choked out a sob, his understanding and compassion amazed me.

“Yes” I
breathed and he spun me around.

“I’m here
now Ava and she knows it. I promised her I will look after you and I won’t
break that promise” he said softly and I nodded against his chest.

He held me
until a knock came on the door. “Ready?” Courtney asked as she popped her head
around the door and her eyes widened. “Get the hell out” she yelled at Mason
and he chuckled and winked at me.

“I’ll see
you later” he glanced at his watch, “In about an hour, don’t be late.” He
kissed the top of my head.

I grabbed
his hand as he took a step towards the door. “I know we’ll be fine Mason. I
know we’re gonna make it because she wouldn’t leave me otherwise.”

He smiled
widely and nodded, “I know.” He stroked my cheek with the back of his fingers
before he left the room.

***

George
gasped as my foot settled on the last step. “Princess…” he breathed and I
beamed at him, “You look stunning.” He took my hand and sucked on his lips as
he fought back his tears.

My dress was
a simple silk cream formfitting one with a long skirt. The strapless fitted
bodice was adorned with tiny pearls and the back was threaded with silk ribbon
but what I adored about it was the initials ‘M & A’ embroidered into the
skirt. It was simply beautiful and I loved it.

He gazed at
me and I nodded as he took my hand and placed it in the crook of his arm. “I
love you so much, Ava and I’m so damn proud of you” he whispered as we
approached the doorway.

I took a
deep breath as George nodded to someone and he turned to look at me. “You’re
parents and Katie are with you sweetheart, they will always be with you.”

I smiled and
looked him in the eye. “I know but I’m so very glad how my life turned out
because it brought me you.” I kissed his cheek and he flushed before we nodded
to each other as
Gabrielle Alpin’s ‘The Power of Love’
played softly and
he led me into the room.  

I gasped as
Mason came into view at the end of the aisle, his sheer magnificence and beauty
holding me captive.

He gulped
and his eyes shimmied with unshed tears as he saw me. He couldn’t smile, I knew
because I couldn’t either. The emotions I was feeling were too strong and the
only thing I was capable of was putting one step in front of the other to bring
me closer to my man, to my soul and to the one person that had managed to
rebuild my heart and fortify it with extra walls.

The last
year had been heaven; he had kept true to his word and hadn’t let me down. He
was pure pleasure and he was mine, and I knew we would get through the most
difficult situations in life because he loved me wholly and I loved him entirely.

George
kissed my cheek and dropped my hand into Mason’s as we approached him.

“You are so
utterly breath-taking my little warrior” he rasped as he stroked a finger
across the new tattoo that ran across my left collar bone that I had inked
especially for my husband. ‘
Mrs Fox’
.  

I beamed at
him. “You like it?” I asked, holding my breath slightly, nervous of his
reaction. He nibbled his bottom lip furiously and I noticed his eyes darken.

He leaned
into my ear, his soft lips wisping across my skin. “It’s fucking hot! It shows
you’re mine and god damn Ava, I really need to sink into you right this minute”
he growled low.

I smirked,
winked and wiggled my finger at him “And me, you”

He tipped
his head back and laughed.

Sometimes, love is all that you need

Keep reading for a preview of

A Room 103 Novel

By D H Sidebottom

I met Jax
the first day at university. I hated him immediately. He was offensive,
arrogant and cocky but so hot, so god damn hot!

I knew he
would hurt me, but sometimes the knowledge of that doesn’t stop the need, the
want and the hunger.

The
door vibrated under my fist. The music was loud and the party was in full swing
as the door opened and a grinning Cam greeted us.

“E”
his eyes widened when he spotted Kaylee beside me.

“Hey”
I rolled my eyes at his obvious appreciation. His face swung back to me and I
tipped my chin towards the hallway. He frowned but then realisation sank in and
he moved aside to let us in.

His
eyes tracked Kaylee as she pressed passed him.

The
music was pumping a rock track as bodies filled every corner of the small
house. Cam took my hand and led us straight through and into the kitchen.

People
stood around and the table housed a shot competition. I caught Cam’s wink as he
tipped his head towards the game and I nodded slyly.

“Guys.
This is my little sis, E” Everybody turned to look at me and I shrank a little
under the scrutiny.

A
guy with the purest white spiky hair I had ever seen stood and stalked over to
us. His bright blue eyes twinkled as he perused my body and his grin widened.

His
short sleeved T-shirt revealed both arms full of tattoos and I noticed how they
reached up his neck and continued onto his face. I knew instinctively that he
had a full bodied tattoo.

“Nice”
he murmured as his eyes continued their inspection. “How ya doing Spanner?” his
rough voice made me smile and he grinned back.

“Spanner?”
I queried as Cam snorted beside me and I frowned.

“Yeah
Spanner…you tighten my nuts sweetheart” he revealed with a smirk. Luce giggled
beside me.

My
eyebrows rose and I shook my head in confusion. I didn’t think I warranted this
much appreciation.

I
knew I wasn’t ugly, just normal really. My wavy brown waist length hair was my
best feature and I loved the deep red strip that decorated my fringe but I was
tiny, all of 5 foot 2 inches with breasts that echoed my size…small. My tiny
waist flowed out to wide hips and, in my opinion, a larger than average bottom.

“E,
meet Romeo, lead Guitarist of Room 103” Cam’s voice sliced my thoughts.

Romeo
held out his hand and I hesitantly gripped it. “Real names Daniel Wolfe but
everyone calls me Romeo…you can call me anything you want” he revealed with a
wink.

I
instantly thought that his name was very appropriate for his personality, as
another man approached us. “And this here is Ethan Hart AKA Boss, drummer and
manager of Room 103”

“Boss,
meet E, Cam’s’ little sister” Romeo introduced.

I
flicked my eyes over Boss quickly. He looked normal enough. His long blond hair
was pulled into a pony at the nape of his neck and from what I could see he
only sported one single tattoo beneath his ear ‘
Room 103’
.

 As
soon as he opened his mouth I realised looks can be deceiving.

“Sweetness.
Fuck!” he growled as he cupped his crotch. My eyes widened at his greeting.

Cam
coughed faintly “Boss!” he warned.

Boss
flung his head back and laughed loudly and I realised he was high. “Simmer Cam.
You never said your sister was a fucking walking wet dream”

What
did I say to that?

Luce
nudged me and I eyed her apprehensively. Her eyes were full of humour but mine
didn’t reflect hers. Boss gave me the shivers and I swiftly placed my hand on
Cam’s forearm before he floored Boss, giving him a slight shake of my head.

“Fuck
Boss! Leave the poor girl alone, you’ll scare the shit out of her”

I
spun round at the voice and was met with a face full of piercings, sparkly blue
eyes and a close shaven head.

“Chase
Donnelly, bass guitar, but everyone calls me Bulk” I smiled in appreciation for
the diversion of Boss. He winked as though he could read my thoughts.

“Bulk?”
I asked as I regarded all his piercings. He was decorated with 2 eyebrow bars,
3 lip rings, at least 8 studs in each ear, and a few in his nose with some
dermal piercings on his neck.

Boss
snorted “You sure you wanna know the answer to that question baby?”

I
nodded faintly, now comprehending why they called him ‘Bulk’…obviously a
reference to his man parts.

Bulk
winked and surveyed the room with a frown. “Where’s Jax?”

They
all rotated their heads and then shrugged, together as one and I fought the
smile as I took in their simultaneous motions.

“Most
likely fucking!” Boss declared before sitting at the table and patted the chair
beside him “Come on E. Let’s get you naked or pissed” he smirked and I pursed my
lips.

Hesitantly
sitting beside him I shuffled my chair a little further away. He grinned and
nudged his closer, giving me a sly grin.

Rolling
my eyes I smiled at the rest of the game players.

“Flip,
sip or strip” Boss declared and I nodded. “You know how to play hot stuff?”

“Sure”
I nodded and smiled when I felt Cam’s hands settle on my shoulders and squeeze.

Boss
gestured to the other three people sat at the table “Chris, Harvey and Jess”

They
each smiled at me and I returned my own before Boss slapped the coin in the
middle of the table “Youngest goes first”

All
eyes rolled to me and I shrugged and nodded.

“Call”
Jess shouted as I flipped the coin

“Heads”

Boss
chuckled when it landed on tails “Sip or strip baby”

Giving
him a coy look I tipped back the shot, slamming the glass down as I passed him
the coin.

“Call”
I said as he chose heads. It was tails.

“Sip
or strip baby” I winked and he side huddled me “I think I like you” he smirked.

The
game continued until Boss and Chris were slaughtered and donning only boxers,
Jess was well on her way with just underwear and I was sat in jeans and my bra,
untouched by the alcohol.

“Winner”
Boss declared and raised my arm in the air.

The
room exploded in applause and I chuckled as the kitchen door flung open with a
bang and a tall slim girl burst in.

Her
manic eyes scanned the room and dropped onto Boss. “Sort him the fuck out” she
raged, her face tight with her rage.

Boss
flung his head back and laughed heartily. “Fuck Fran, you should know him by
now” he shrugged, completely disregarding her argument.

Fran
growled at him “I’m fucking done!” Boss shrugged again as she stormed through
the outside door, slamming it loudly behind her.

“Oops”
a husky voice spoke behind us and we all turned to look.

He
was Hot, Oh God, he was very hot!

His
deep green eyes landed on mine before they fell to my chest, widening in
appreciation as he spotted the single dermal piercing I had in the centre of my
breastbone. His lips curled upwards before he shifted his gaze back to my face.

He
was topless, just wearing faded blue jeans hung low on his hips and I caught my
breath at his physique. He had muscles where they should be on a man; strong
pecs and defined abs with strong arms, his right nipple was pierced and his
right arm was sleeved with ink.

Just
above each hip displayed a wing tattoo beside his man trial but it was his face
that held me.

He
was stunning. His short spiked black hair, flattered his strong facial features
from his sharp eyes to his slightly stubbled square chin. His chiselled
cheekbones screamed masculinity and even his straight nose fitted the image.

He
was pure rock star.

But
once again, don’t judge a book by its cover!

“Babe!”
was all he said, his gravelly tone sending a shiver up my spine.

His
cocky eyebrows lifted high on his face as his eyes roamed back over me, coming
to a halt on my bra covered breasts.

I
had been eye-fucked plenty of times in my short 18 years, but I had never been
eye-fucked like this before…hard and brutally against an imaginary wall, at a
thousand powerful thrusts per second.

I
nearly orgasmed just from the sensation he pounded into me from those stern
green eyes.

Christ!

“Jax,
this is my sister, E” Cam introduced before leaning into his ear “I’ll warn you
once, out of bounds!”

Jax
swung his eyes to Cam with a sly grin.

“I
mean it Jax. She doesn’t need your shit man” Cam defended and I bristled
slightly at Cam’s warning. I could handle myself. I’d been doing it long before
now.

Jax
held up his hands in defence. “Sure” but he flicked his gaze back on me, his
lips twitching with humour. His cockiness twinkled through his eyes and I
decided I didn’t like him.

Just
like that!

I
diverted my gaze back to the table and downed another shot. “Hell Hot stuff,
where the hell are you putting them?” Boss asked as he swung his arm over my
shoulder and pulled me close.

I
winked. “Stuff doesn’t touch me…immune” I disclosed with a wry smile.

He
laughed loudly and squeezed me tight “Fuck baby, you could have warned us”

I
scrunched up my nose and shoulder bumped him “Where’s the fun in that?”

“My
turn” Kaylee announced and I shifted out of the chair for her to take over.

As
I turned I saw Jax still eyeing me. His gaze dropped to my chest as I pulled my
T-shirt back on and I cocked my head at him apologetically.

He
beamed at me before winking and disappeared from the room.

A
few hours later, Kaylee had mysteriously disappeared with Cam, Luce was slumped
in a corner of the sofa unconscious and Boss had finally decided I wasn’t going
to relent and give him the blow job he’d been asking for, for the last hour. So
swiping another bottle of beer, I took myself and it out into the fresh air.

The
weed inside the house was making me slightly light headed and I was struggling
to focus.

I
leant onto the railing of the decking and appreciated Cam’s house for the first
time.

It
was a stark contrast to my dorm. Boasting six bedrooms, the detached Georgian
house still sported some of its original features complete with exquisite
cornices, sash windows and panelled rooms.

The
furnishings were sparse but then again it was occupied by six males and I
didn’t think they would value lots of decorative items.

My
dorm however had crumbling plaster, cold rooms and threadbare carpets and a
thin coating of what can only be described as ‘stained off-white’ painted walls
and I chuckled to myself as I compared the two, their similarities were worlds
apart.

A
sound from down the garden caught my attention and I focussed my eyes to the
darkness. My breath caught when I spotted the source of the noise.

Jax
was sat on the garden bench with a redhead straddled across his lap, her body
wildly bobbing up and down while her head rested against his shoulder as she
tried to muffle her moans of pleasure.

My
eyes found Jax’s and I inhaled deeply as his dark gaze held me, his eyes
penetrating me whilst refusing to release me as erotic hedonism blazed in his
tight features.

His
teeth sank into his bottom lip and his eyes fired wildly as he climaxed all
while continuing to hold me hostage with his eyes.

A
cocky smile appeared on his face as he winked at me.

I
gasped when I finally pulled away and turned back to the house without giving
him another glance.

I
pulled heavily on my beer when I found the safety of the kitchen.

What
the hell had happened? I was all too aware with the way Jax had looked at me as
he orgasmed, that he was connecting with me. His desire for me all too evident
on his face.

I
just hoped mine wasn’t displayed as brightly as his had been.

I
couldn’t quite understand how I felt. Yes, desire had been one of the feelings
but then again disgust had filtered through somewhere. Shock? Hell yes, but
there was something else, something I refused to accept.