Stoned (The Stone Series) (28 page)

“Sydney, fuck, your pussy feels amazing. You are so tight and wet” he gasps in sweet agony before he asks again if I’m okay.

“Yes, I’m fine. It feels full but in a good way. Hurts but good.”

“Baby, I have to move. Please tell me I can fuck you. I need to hear you say it. I need to know you want this as bad as I do right now. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“You can move, I want you, Day. I want you to fuck me.”

He moves slowly at first, pulling out almost the whole way then holding still and teasing me. “More? Ask if you want more.”

“More, please Damian. Put it back in, I want more.”

He slides all the way back in then asks, “Do you want me to do that again? Beg if you do. Then I need you to move your body with me, baby. Follow my rhythm.”

“Please do that again. It feels…” But before I can finish Damian starts to move, really move. In and out with his hips making circles, faster and faster. I try to meet him with every thrust but my body isn’t as skilled as his. I falter but he doesn’t stop, he keeps pumping into me and the whole time he is staring at me making me hold his gaze until he leans down and kisses me. He never stops the motion of his hips, using his hands on my hips to help me move with his body as his tongue enters my mouth. I feel him moan into me and then he bites my lip just slightly and that sensation returns to my body. Damian must feel it too because he moans and grunts louder as he picks up speed again. I raise my hips to meet his every thrust now and I begin to moan as I feel my body grow warm. I notice the sheen of sweat over Damian body, his chest and arms as well as over mine. I am feeling that sweet heat between my legs, the heat that will burn inside my body until he tells me I can release it. A shiver runs through his body and he kisses me again.

“I can feel your hot tight pussy getting wetter. You’re starting to feel warm aren’t you Sydney? Tell me
, angel. You know what it means now; tell me what I’m doing to you.”

“You’re going to make me come again.” I amaze myself how quickly I’ve become able to talk dirty in bed.

“Not until I tell you that you can. Remember the control here is mine. You come when I tell you that you can. I want you to come with me this time so you’ll need to wait. Breathe and relax. Just a little bit more, you feel too good for me to want to come just yet.” Damian keeps up the hard fast pace and I am trying to fight off the desperate need to climax again. “When I come in your pussy it’ll be mine, only mine. Forget about before, it’s only me now. It’s only mine. Forever.” Damian thrusts harder. “Fuck. I’m. Going. To. Come. Sydney, come now, come with me baby. Tell me your pussy is mine” he pants with each deep hard thrust of his exploding body and I shatter around him as I yell his name.

“Damian, it’s yours. It’s all yours; I’m all yours, Damian. Yours.”

I feel the burning hot rush of his semen as he explodes into me. He comes for a long time, spurting over and over as he thrashes into me emptying himself. All the while he is kissing and licking my neck and whispering in my ear, “All mine. You are all mine.”

His breathing slows and Damian leans up and says, “I’m going to pull out now, this may hurt a little.”

“Ooh” I wince as he slides out of me while kissing my nose.

“I hurt you didn’t I? I’m sorry I was too rough. I just couldn’t control myself.”

“No, I mean yes it hurts but in a good way.”

“Yeah? You’re okay? That was a big step for you. Did you like it? Thank you for letting it be with me.”

“I’m glad it was with you. I’m serious Damian. I have never considered doing this with anyone else. I never thought I’d be able to have sex until I met you. With you I wasn’t scared.”

“I’m glad I met you” he says as he kisses my check and rolls off of me pulling me to my side so he can spoon around my back.

“
You need to sleep now baby. You’re spent and you’re going to need your energy for round two. Sleeping naked, I should warn you, you will probably wake up with me inside of you. You okay with that?” he teases. But I am already asleep naked in the arms of his naked body.

Chapter 12

The next morning I awake to find Damian true to his warning and inside me.
I startle awake at the moment of penetration, still sore from the activities of a few hours prior. “Mmm…what are you doing, Mr. Stone?” I playfully ask getting accustomed to the feeling of fullness once again, funny how fast that has happened.

“I’m a man of my word, Miss Cooper. When I say I’m going to do something I do it and I warned you before you fell asleep that your chances of waking up in this manner were very high. Your pussy is like a vice and my dick’s a masochist. He demanded to be back inside you at once, he scares me so I always do as he says” Damian teases as he leisurely glides in and out of my body at an extremely slow and agonizing pace making me want to scream out for more.

“Like father, like son. Is that what you’re going with?” I ask still being tortured with the slow in and out movement, rocking my hips along with him.

“You haven’t even met my father yet. Do you really think it’s appropriate to call him a masochist?”

“Oh, no. I wasn’t. I didn’t mean…” He interrupts me while still killing me slowly with the thrusts of his hips, “Calm down, I know you meant me but I’m not a masochist, either, Sydney. A masochist depends on someone’s suffering, humiliation or pain for their own sexual gratification and I think I proved to you last night that I was more than sexually gratified and I don’t believe that I caused you any suffering, pain or humiliation during those four orgasms I gave you. I’m I right?” he asks as he pushes just a little bit deeper and faster. In this position with him behind me it’s much deeper than last night.

“No, you’re right. I enjoyed every minute of it. Ahh” I moan as he bends my leg at the knee and gently lifts it into his hand all the while picking up the pace with each thrust. I can feel him all the way to my womb in this position. I feel stretched, sore and full but it’s a feeling I already desire.

“Now stop talking and enjoy it again. I want to start every day from now on feeling you come around me. Feel this right here?” he asks as he drags the head of his penis over my G-spot. “Ahh…yes” I breathe.

“Mmm…good isn’t it?”

“Yes, more” I plead.

He kisses and licks my neck then moves behind my ear before taking my ear lobe into his teeth. He’s pumping fast and hard now and almost whimpering with his efforts. “You are so fucking wet. I didn’t even have to get you ready; you were waiting for me to fuck you even while you were asleep.”

“Oh, God Damian. Please it feels…Argh!”

“I know it does baby. Now relax. That’s my good girl. Give it up for me. Let me feel you come again, I can’t get enough of it.”

And from those authoritative words of command and his incessant pumping against my G-spot I come hard and fast. My internal muscles clench tight around him forcing him to his own release within seconds of my undoing.

“Yeah…Fuck, yeah. Your pussy is so fucking tight. I’m going to fucking come right inside you. Oh, baby. Tell me you feel me coming” he orders and I oblige.

“Oh, I do, I feel it. It’s so hot and it makes me wet.”

“That’s my kinky girl. I love that you’re starting to talk dirty to me already.”

Damian doesn’t pull out after he comes. He stays inside of me and just lays behind me, keeping my body pulled tightly and firmly to his own. He inhales my hair and kisses my neck and ear for a long time. I must fall back to sleep because the next thing I know I awake from my sex induced stupor to find Damian on top of me, inside me again, like a man stranded in the desert unable to quench his thirst. I notice the clock and almost, just almost, I’m not an idiot, pull away from his sweet embrace and jump from the bed. We need to be at Megan’s in two hours.

“Damian, we need to get up. We need to be at Megan’s in two hours. I have to get my plans together and …”

He cuts me off, “First you need a shower and so do I. I believe in conserving water so I think it best if you shower with me” he says in that young boy voice he uses when being playful, the one I love to hear.

“Something tells me if we go into a shower together neither one of us will be clean going in or coming out.”

“Are you saying you want to get dirty in the shower with me darling, because that can be arranged?”

“No, I’m saying I really need to get ready for this appointment and I think I’d better go downstairs to get ready.”

“Not gonna happen” he says as he slides out of me, climbs off the bed and picks me up. He carries me into his bathroom.

His master bathroom is a stunning space of modern design. It is large and open with a monochromatic color palette. A chandelier hanging in the center of the room elevates the space as does the wall made of rough, raw stone above the vanity and along one wall of the wet room that unifies the two connected spaces. The custom trough sink and wall-mounted faucets heighten the spa ambience that I am sure Alex created for Damian. A freestanding tub with an in-line heater sits in a drained fiberglass pan filled with river rocks. The wood-textured, porcelain-tile floor follows the gentle curve of the tub and rock path.

He places me down on the gray heated concrete floors and tells me he’ll give me some privacy before our shower. He leaves me in his bathroom and I quickly try to take care of business but I’m afraid to pee, I’m afraid it’s going to burn. When I am finally able to relax enough to go I learn that I was right, it does burn, it burns from the use this part of my body has finally been allowed.

By the time I’m flushing the toilet Damian is back. He leads me to the sink and hands me a toothbrush. I wash my hands and we brush our teeth side by side before he escorts me into the wet room.

Damian kisses me and says, “Mmm minty fresh. I like.”

He turns the shower heads on and slides under the spray. Damian Stone naked and wet is a sight that should be had by all…DEAR GOD! I have just spent the night having sex with this man and I’m staring at him like I have never seen him before.

His arms are firm and strong and as he lifts them to run them through his now wet hair I watch as they bulge and flex. His shoulders are broad and that tattoo on his shoulder is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. “What’s that a tattoo of?” I ask because I am so attracted to it I might just reach out with my tongue and taste it.

“It’s a symbol that means power. It’s the symbol that we use to represent The Society. Why? Do you like it?”

“Yes, it’s very sexy. I find myself drawn to it for some reason.”

“Into ink are you?” he teases as he pulls me under the water with him. “Good to know, might just have to cover myself in it then.”

Within seconds he has me against his body and is kissing me under the water. His tongue finds mine and we kiss while our hands begin to run over each other’s wet bodies. My stomach plummets to my feet as I feel him licking my lips, my mouth. He only breaks away from our kiss to fall to his knees while pushing me against the wall and he buries his face in between my legs. The water is raining down on his neck and shoulders, his hair is wet and making water run into his face. He raises my right leg onto his shoulder and begins to suck on my sex. He begins to make agonizingly slow circles around my clitoris with his tongue and I’m sure that I am going to fall to the ground.

“Oh, Damian, please. I can’t. Not standing up” I beg.

“Mmmm” Damian moans into my body. He continues to lap at me, making long swipes up and down my slit with his tongue, each swipe pushing me closer into a shattering orgasm. I can feel the building growing in the pit of my belly, his moans pushing me closer to the edge. 

When Damian feels my body begin to tense and he knows my climax is eminent he breaks away long enough to command me to come and like the times before my body breaks apart at his words and I do, collapsing onto the floor with him. The water continues to run over our bodies as I convulse in a heap on his lap. Before I even have time to pull myself together he has me back on my feet and standing against the wall again. Damian places his hands on the wall next to my face and slides into me without effort. He moans as our bodies become one and bites my bottom lip.

“Wrap your legs around me.”

I do as he asks and he supports us both standing in the shower. His hands find my ass and he begins to move my body up and down his considerable erection.

“This is going to be fast baby. God you look amazing wet” he says with a smirk and I’m not sure if he means because of the water or him.

Damian was right, it was hard and fast. He comes quickly and with such force that I feel as if he is going to shoot me off of his body. I am breathing heavy pressed back up against the wall when Damian removes me from his still very hard penis with a look of satisfaction on his face.

“Shower sex rocks.” I admit.

“Oh, baby, you have so much more to learn and I am going to enjoy every minute teaching you.”

Damian starts washing me with a poof and the same shower gel that he bought me when I moved into the apartment downstairs. He motions for me to get my hair wetter so he can lather my shampoo with his hands and run them through my hair. He gives my scalp a massage that is so good I don’t want it to end, ever. He hands me face soap and I wash my face while he washes his then he hands me his shower gel. “I’ve been a very, very dirty boy as you know. I think you need to clean me” he playfully tells me.

Ooo, playful Damian’s voice gets me every time and I lather his shower gel in my hands and go straight for the kill. His penis was still hard when he took me off of it and now it’s growing even harder under my hand. I use the shower gel as a lubricant and my hand is effortlessly gliding over his steel erection. He braces himself against the wall with both hands as I cup of his heavy balls in my hand for the first time. He moans and inarticulately mutters something then warns me, “You’re playing with fire there little girl.”

I raise my eyebrows and continue to massage his manhood until he is moving his hips in rhythm with me. I decide that I don’t want to make him come in my hand; I want to taste him again. I drop to my knees and take him into my mouth like I had last night. He tastes of water and shower gel and I suck him with a firm suction, trying desperately to milk him in my mouth again. 

Damian stops me to ask, “Hey, do you gag easily?”

I take him out of my mouth long enough to answer, “No, I don’t think so, why?”

“Do as I say but if it makes you feel like you’re going to puke stop, okay? I want to see if you can deep throat me.”

I nod my head in agreement but I’m kind of worried. Deep throating him sounds dangerous.

“Extend your tongue; it’ll help flatten the back of it. Now force your throat open like you’re yawning. Okay, take a deep breath and slowly slide the length of my dick into your mouth and along your tongue. Mmm…good girl and just hold it there as long as you can then withdraw it. Oh, baby, yeah that’s good. When you need to take it out go ahead then do it all over again.”

I follow his instructions and take it out when I can’t hold it in my mouth any more then I repeat the motion over and over again. His weight feels heavy and firm on my tongue, smooth and solid. After about ten times I can tell he’s racing to his release. His head is thrown back, his hips are gyrating and his hands plunged into my hair long ago to hold me on his erection.

“Fuck, now keep doing it just like that but go deeper and deeper until you can take the entire length of me across your tongue and down your throat and you’ll make me come so hard” he says as he grabs me by the back of my head and uses his hips to guide himself with my rhythm.

“Ohh, yeah, that’s it baby right down your throat I’m gonna come. Look at me. Don’t look away; watch me come in your mouth. Uh, swallow it baby, it’s all yours. Mmm, good girl” he purrs as he comes deep into my mouth.

I do as he says and watch as his face contorts in pleasure and he explodes deep down my throat. He lets out a chuckle then pulls back removing his penis from the grip of my lips. I stand up and look him right in the eyes while I lick my lips and swallow another time.

“Mmm, I like my women bold and you may just turn out to be the queen of boldness.”