Stoned (The Stone Series) (26 page)

I nod yes and as he steps behind me, I allow him to unzip my dress and it puddles to the floor like the curtains in my designs revealing my white lace bra and panties with my stockings and garter. His breathe catches then quickens while he stares at me standing in front of him almost naked. It’s almost too much for me to endure.

“You look incredible; your ass is so sweet. You are so fucking sexy, you have no idea” he whispers into the crook of my neck. I feel his warm breathe cover my throat, he licks at the pulse beating there.

His hands slowly begin to glide down each of my ribs one at a time before he runs his hands over my bare back undoing the clips of my bra. He places his hands on my waist and turns me around. I am blushing red and ready to cover my face, to shy away from his attention. He lifts my chin, “You make me so hard baby. I have wanted you since the second I saw you.”

He slides the straps off one shoulder then the next allowing my bra to fall to the floor and expose my erect pink nipples. A moan escapes me as he leans his head down to take a nipple into his mouth and cups my breast in his hand. He tests the weight in his palm as his tongue hardens my nipple into a hard nub. My body grows tense on the outside but pure liquid on the inside. I can barely stand on my feet without collapsing while his mouth covers my breast and his tongue flicks my nipple. His other hand pops the clip off one garter strap then the other. He moves to my other breast giving it the same sweet treatment of licks and tongue flicks before he falls to his knees in front of me.

“Looks like the tables are turned from that first day” he jokes.

He kisses his way from my breasts to my belly, dipping his tongue into my belly button while reaching around to pull me into him by my ass. He picks my leg up by my foot and removes one stocking then does the same with the other.

“You have the most alluring legs, angel. I have been picturing them on my shoulders for days now.”

“Damian, I think I need to sit down, I can’t do this standing up. It’s too much, I…”

He interrupts me, “Is it bringing back a bad memory?”

“No, it’s just… too good; you’re making me feel like I’m going to collapse.”

He laughs, “Yes, well, I’ve only just begun. If you collapse I’ll catch you.”

He turns me around again so that I am facing away from him and he pushes me close to the wall. He places my hands on the wall and as he leans into me holding his hands over mine he whispers into my ear, “Stay still, do not move no matter what. Trust me?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Good. What are the safe words Sydney, tell me” he orders.

“Sticks, stones” I breathe.

“Good girl, I think you’re ready. Tell me if something scares you. ”

I hear Damian removing his clothes. I hear his belt being unbuckled first then I hear it fall to the floor. He must kick his shoes across the room; I hear them hit the floor hard one after another. The zipper of his pants being pulled down is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard and I place my forehead against the wall. I don’t dare turn around, afraid to disobey his orders and scared of seeing him naked for the first time. I’ve felt him rubbing against me enough to know he’s thick and long, I assume he’s what one would consider huge if they hard many others to compare him to. I hear him unbutton his shirt and I know he must be completely naked now. The sound of a drawer opening and papers rustling is the last thing I hear before I feel his warmth against me once more.

As he comes closer to me he uses his foot to spread my legs further apart. When I feel his bare skin against mine for the first time I am standing in his bedroom with my legs spread and my arms stretched over my head. My sweaty palms are on his cool wall leaving my fingerprints on the paint. My legs are weak and my head is spinning. Using one hand he presses the paper he took from the drawer on the wall next to my face so I can see his medical records dated late last week.

“We good now with safety?”  he asks.

“Yes, you saw mine in the fax.”

“I did, are you using birth control? I want to feel your pussy when I’m inside you. I want you to feel me come. I’ve always used a condom before but with you I don’t want to. With you I need it to be natural, organic. I need it to be raw with us. I need you exposed to me in the most primal way.”

“Yes, I’ve been on the pill for years, for medical reasons obviously but I checked with my doctor the dose is the same to prevent pregnancy. She said I was well protected” I say completely breathless.

“Good, now that that is out of the way” he says as he lets the paper fall to the ground.

He is now behind me nuzzling into my neck and hair. He slides my hair off one shoulder and kisses my naked skin then nips at it. He is being very careful not to touch me with his bare erection just yet but I know it’s only a matter of time, I can feel the heat from his excitement coming off his body. I close my eyes and my head falls to the other side giving him full access to kiss and suck my neck. His mouth is warm and soft as it flutters over my skin feeling too good to be true, too good for me to want him to stop. I hear a moan begin quietly at the back of his throat then it grows in intensity as he pushes his pelvis against my ass letting me feel how badly he wants me. He feels velvety soft but at the same time hard as steel, hard as stone. He grips my panties in his hands and rips them apart causing me to jump and moan out loud.

“Buy new ones. Need them off now.”

Then in one fluid movement Damian turns my body around so that I am looking at him and he slowly backs me up against the wall as he begins to explore my mouth with his tongue. He twirls it with mine before licking the roof of my mouth, then he pulls back and remains an inch from my face, my lips, and I can feel his warm breath. He has a pained look on his face that says it all. He needs me to give him permission to move forward. He wants to know I’m comfortable. This man who is a Dominant and must have control at all times is placing the control of this moment in my hands. I grant him permission. “I want you, I want this. Right now. Please Damian make love to me slowly. I don’t want you to stop touching me until the sun comes up and then I only want you to stop long enough for me to catch my breath. Then I want you to start all over again” I beg.

“Fuck, Sydney, I need this to be easy at first too. Trust me; you have me so worked up right now I couldn’t fuck you hard if I tried. I’m going to come the second you lay a hand on me. Now look at me.”

I look at his face and he asks if I’m okay again and I nod. He takes my head in his hands and he makes me look down as he says; “Look at how hard I am for you. God I have been hard since I first saw you.”

It is long and thick as I suspected, bigger than any of the other guys who I saw tonight and much bigger than Ryan. He has black hair surrounding the base and his organ looks almost purple, like it’s straining to contain itself. It keeps bouncing as I watch it and he clearly is in agony, it’s tight and pulsing, seeking a release. The tip is moist from the clear liquid that is pooling at the tiny hole.

“I’ve wanted to beat off a thousand times thinking about you but I knew the relief would be short lived. All those nights laying in bed with you, all I wanted to do was rub against you for that relief. God, baby I need to fucking come so bad. Can I show you how to touch me? Like I told you in my email?”

“I want to touch you but what if I don’t do it right or you don’t like it. What if I hurt you?”

“He’s tougher than he looks right now” he jokes, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. I’ll show you how I like it.”

He takes me by my hand and leads me to his bed. I get a look at his firm ass and it almost makes me cry. That tattoo on his shoulder is a huge turn on too. I want to run my tongue over it. He lays down on the bed and pulls me down next to him saying, “By the way, I never expected a Brazilian from you, naughtier already than I thought” he teases me.

His chest and stomach are picture perfect. He is absolutely a man who works out hard and on a daily basis. He is broad shouldered and his pectoral muscles form a valley that I long to run my tongue down. In that valley is a trail of black hair. His stomach is smooth and ripped; I can see the curve and bump of every muscle the whole way down to his pelvic bone. He has a slim waist and not an ounce of fat on him. He has a happy trail of black hair leading to his sex. My God this man is even better to look at naked.

“Still think it’s a splendid view?” he asks. “Do I hold up to your little nickname for me?”

“Even more so now” I admit with a smirk painted on my face.

He pulls me to him and starts to kiss me slowly, his tongue slipping past my lips. When he stops for a second it’s only to tell me to touch him any way I want saying he wants to see what my natural instincts tell me to do before he shows me how he likes it. Then he’s kissing me again and I let my hands start to learn every inch of his body.

I rub his shoulders, chest and arms to his obvious approval then move to his stomach. When I can’t help myself another minute and he’s raises his hips in a silent plea to have his erection touched I gently take my finger and touch just the tip of it. He grabs the back of my head; “fuck” is all he can manage to say against my lips. I remember what he said in his email about the moisture at the tip. My finger is rewarded with a little drop of fluid and I use that to slick the rest of his thick cap. At this he manages, “Please.” By the time I have my hand wrapped around his shaft he is begging me, “What are you doing to me? My God you are going to be the death of me as I know myself. Oh, God that is so fucking good, do not stop whatever you do baby, please. Mmm…more. Squeeze it tighter like this” he says has he wraps his hand around mine and shows me the pressure he needs.

“Is that better?” I ask.

“It’s amazing; I can’t hold back much longer, just let me come and I’ll make you want to scream my name once I get my hands on you. Do it faster baby. Just promise you won’t stop and you’ll watch it when I come” he orders.

I do as he says and I move my hand from the base to the tip where more fluid is waiting. I rub it over him so as to keep him slick helping my hand glide up and down. I pick up my pace and his hips fall into the rhythm with my hand.

“You’re going to make me come now, watch me come for you baby. Oh, fuck. So good. Need this bad.”

I keep moving my hand and he doesn’t stop me at first, it keeps pumping more fluid out of his body and he is laying back moaning and thrashing his head from side to side. But as he calms and settles his hand over mine he makes me stop.

“Holy shit, you are fucking good at that and I didn’t really help you at all. Is this going to gross you out if I don’t wipe it off?” he asks pointing to his stomach and chest.

“Hmm…no, I don’t think so. Is it sticky?”

“Feel it, touch it with your finger then suck it off, taste it.”

I do as he says and when I put my finger into my mouth I watch his erection begin to return at full force. It tastes salty and what I imagine he would taste like if I could bottle him.

“You have great instincts. Now let’s see how receptive your body can be. I want to make you come, Sydney. Have you ever come before?” he asks.

“No, not that I know of.”

“Oh, baby, you’ll know when I make you come. I want to see if I can bring you to an orgasm by only touching these sweet little nipples of yours. I’d love to clamp them, and I will but not tonight, some other time. I will clamp them and you’ll beg for it every time after that” he claims. “Now lay back and relax, this is going to blow your mind.”

He takes his thumbs, index and middle fingers from both hands and collects as much of the fluid that has now turned clear from his stomach and begins to rub it into my nipples.

“Feels good doesn’t it? Your nipples are very responsive. Come is the best lubricant, mmm… nice and slick.”

Damian alternates between making circles over my nipples and pinching them just hard enough to elicit a response from my vagina. He rolls both of my nipples with his thumbs and fingers at the same time and it sends chills down my spine and right into my sex. I arch off the bed and he presses me back down at my hips. He continues to add more of his fluids as he rubs his fingers over my nipples in sweet circles. They are tight, hard little dots and the sensation inside them is going straight between my legs. How is this possible?