Stoned (The Stone Series) (41 page)

“I bet you had a very nice day, Miss Cooper.”

“Only because of you Mr. Stone” I reply and he growls at me.

“Come, I have a little surprise for you” he purrs then turns to the guys, “You can go, I’ve got her from here.”

When we step outside instead of the Escalade there’s a black limo waiting for us.

“Planning on arriving at The Society in style?”

“I need to make good on my promise and the Escalade wouldn’t have given us enough privacy.”

“What promise? What are you talking about?” I ask as he opens the door for me and I slide into the backseat with Damian close behind.

“My text earlier. And I believe you made me an offer as well. Would you like to make good on our promises together?” he asks with a glint in his eye. “Here, sit across from me and take off your panties, slip them off slowly and throw them over here to me” he orders and I quickly obey. He looks so hot with that look of desire all over his face.

I slide my lacey cheeky panties off and pass them over to Damian. He catches them in one hand; never removing his other hand from the bulge in his pants that he started rubbing the minute he sat across from me with heat in his eyes. Damian brings my panties to his face and inhales with a groan.

“God, you smell wonderful. Just smelling your panties might make me come.”

Ohh, it’s so intimate to watch him savoring my panties while he arouses himself. I can feel the growing slickness of my sex but I’m apprehensive in the back of the limo to make a move. As if he can sense my feelings Damian says, “No worries, no one can see in and Dominick can’t see or hear us. Now spread those legs for me and show me what’s mine. Show me my sweet little pussy.”

I am incapable of refusing this man anything least of all my body. I hike up my dress and I can feel the coolness of the leather seats beneath me. I slowly open my legs by running my hands down my thighs and slowly spreading them apart. I hear the feral sounds of arousal escape Damian and it makes me shiver.

“I want you to play with yourself for me. Just for a minute, don’t make yourself come. I want to do that with my mouth. Go ahead, you know how now, do it the way I do. First spread those lips open so I can see how ready you are.”

I force myself to look into his eyes as I let my fingers slide to touch myself in a way I never have before. I let my fingers find my sex and my head briefly falls back when I feel my wetness.

“Yes, that’s it baby. Now open up for me so I can see.” I do as he says and hear the catch in his breathing.

“Holy fuck, you are so pink and swollen. You need to come bad don’t you baby?” he asks. I nod my head and when I am about to slide a finger into myself for the first time he halts me with his words. “No, no.” He admonishes. “No you don’t. That’s my pussy to make come. Come over here and lie on me. I’ll take care of you. I know what you need to feel better.”

As I head across to him he asks, “Have you been like this all day?”

“No, not until I saw your text. This is what happens when I’m near you or when I think of you.”

“Of course it is baby. Look what you do to me” Damian says as he frees his erection and holds it firm in his grasp. “Now come here and lie on me with that wet pussy on my mouth and my hard cock in yours. Suck me off while I lick you.”

I cautiously lie on Damian facing his feet and before I have time to ease my lower half up his body he pulls me to his mouth and instantly begins sucking and biting into me. I moan and grind my hips shamelessly onto his face as I reach for him with my mouth. When I suck him into my mouth Damian groans into me and begins to mimic my speed and intensity. It is the most amazing feeling to have him licking and sucking at me at the same rate and intensity I am doing to him. He holds me to his face by my hips and I can feel the intensity building in me. I want to tell him that I’m about to come but I don’t want to let him out of my mouth. I continue to suck him hard as I begin shivering, coming into his mouth. He moans when he tastes my sweet release and begins to spurt his hot liquid into my mouth. He swings me around by my legs and pulls me to his lips for a kiss. “I want you to taste how incredible you are. Why I can’t get enough of eating that pussy.”

I kiss him and taste my own saltiness. He moans as I meet his lips and he slides his tongue into my mouth. He begins to suck my tongue and I do the same to his. We kiss passionately in this manner, sucking and licking until he is fully aroused and ready to take me.

“Face the window and hold on to the handle on the ceiling, don’t let it go or I’ll have you over my knee. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” I have grown to crave frisky Damian and a part of me wants to disobey him just to get over his knee again but something tells me that will be happening soon enough at The Society anyway.

Damian rips his pants down the rest of the way so they are around his ankles and before I even have a grip on the handle he pulls my dress over my head and undoes my bra. I am facing the rush hour traffic of Mid-Town New York naked and about to be taken from behind in what I know will be a hard and intensive fuck that will no doubt make me come again.

Damian places the palms of his hands under each of my ass cheeks and spreads my slit apart. For a minute I am scared that’s where he intends to enter me but then I feel him slide into my vagina and I moan in pleasure and relax.

“You are always so wet for me, aren’t you? Hold on, I’m going to fuck you now while you watch the city going by and I get to watch this tight little asshole of yours that I want so badly.”

Damian begins to move his hips in agonizing circles while he leans his body on mine and whispers into my ear. He tells me how wet I am, how tight my sex is, how much he loves being inside of me. Damian moans and growls in my ear as he picks up speed and finally he says the words I have been waiting for, “Come with me Sydney.” And we come together as the limo comes to a red light and stops next to a car with four attractive young women inside.

“If only they could see the sight inside this limo right now” I breathlessly tease him.

“Why, you think they’re lesbians?” he teases me right back then presses a button and tells Dominick to head to The Society.

We throw our clothes back on and I straighten my hair. Damian’s hair always has the just been fucked look so no one can ever tell the difference, me included.

We step out of the car and I feel embarrassed to see Dominick step out as well as Damian says, “Okay baby, you ready for me to play you?”

“I don’t know but we’ll find out soon enough won’t we?” I ask.

Damian leads me by the hand through the big heavy door and into the main room of The Society. Once again I see the shadows spread around the room but The Society is more crowded tonight and I notice the people. They’re wearing leather or naked, in bondage wear or fetish outfits. And I hear the pulse of the bump and grind music in the pit of my belly. The music begins to place me in my trance. He leads me, held tightly to his body over to a free standing St. Andrew’s cross. I stop in mid-step when I see where he’s heading but his strong hand pulls me the rest of the way.

Damian leans into me and runs his lips across mine then his tongue finds my neck, my ear. My body pulses and melts into him as he licks the pressure point on my neck. He pulls back to check on me, looks into my eyes, “You okay, angel?” he asks.

“I don’t know, I’m panicking all of a sudden. Maybe we should leave. I don’t think I can go on that, be chained there. I don’t know if I can do this with all these people here able to watch, to see me.”

I am crushed to Damian’s strong frame and his mouth finds mine and settles my nerves. His moist tongue finds mine and I sigh into his mouth. I’m slipping deeper.

“That’s the way, baby. You need to breathe. In and out…like when you do yoga. Nice and steady. It’s going to be so good, you’ll see. I’ll take care of everything, leave it all to me. Stop thinking; clear your mind of everything but me, my touch, our energy together. That’s all that matters, us.”

I love that he has this effect on me. With just those words to calm me I continue my accelerated descent into subspace and I welcome the warm glow of my new found world. My mind empties and shuts down, I’m floating, and all that remains is him, us.

Damian is smiling at me, he loves it too, he knows I’m slipping down for him and the fact that I can affect him in this way does something primal to me. As I look at his gaze and watch it run up and down my still clothed body I realize for the first time that maybe his passion for me is as deep and strong as mine is for him, as overwhelming, intense. Everything is intense, heightened with Damian. Maybe it is for both of us.

He leans in and whispers gently into my ear. “It’s time, angel. You can do this, trust me. But maybe we should do this, just this first time in my private room?” he offers.

“Better” I say as he leads me to his private chamber and his personal St. Andrew’s cross.

“Okay, we’ll get started now. I’m going to take your clothes off. Then I am going to use those shiny silver chains hanging from the cross to secure you to it. You won’t be able to move, you’ll be at my mercy. You trust me don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You are going to really let go for me with this scene, it’s going to challenge you but I know you can do it. Now don’t pull on the restraints or they’ll pinch.”

The ache between my legs is excruciating, I can’t speak. I nod in response and Damian smiles at me with a smile that lights up his face and ignites my heart.

Hearing him tell me what he was going to do is one thing but then he does it and that’s another. He removes my clothes slowly until I am standing before him naked. There is a room full of kink just outside the door but in my mind I am standing there naked just in front of him, it’s only us, our mixed energy forming together to create a limerence kind of love, one of
overwhelming obsession.

My nipples harden immediately and I grow so wet I contemplate closing my legs to be sure I don’t drip onto the floor but decide against it, knowing Damian won’t like it. I am aware of my nakedness and the fact that there are others in the next room doing the same thing but my mind isn’t there, my mind is only filled with Damian and the sensations his touches are bringing me, I’m so in the moment of us together that I can’t process anything else, none of it matters.

“Turn around and face the cross for me like a good girl” he commands and as I do he bites my bare shoulder then runs his tongue behind my ear and whispers, “So pretty” into my ear. I shiver from the compliment.

“Arms up” he orders as he lifts first one then the other arm and attaches them to the cross with a cuff and the cold metal chains. They feel as if they are searing my overheated skin. He kisses my wrists once they are bound to the cross and runs his tongue over the cool metal.

I melt just a little more when he moans, “Ahh, fuck, baby. If I accidently rub up against you right now I might just fucking blow in my pants.”

With my arms spread wide Damian steps back to admire the view before lowering to the ground and covering my ankles one at a time with cuffs, attaching them to the cross, holding my legs wide open. As he slides to stand up he runs his tongue up my leg and pauses behind my knee to kiss and suck the sensitive spot. My head falls back and I whimper, saying his name, “Damian.”

Damian’s clothes are still on when he stands to his full height and presses his front against my back so I can feel the strain of his erection trapped behind his pants. Then he slides the cross on the track system, moving it and me to the center of the room.

“If I didn’t just come twice in the car I would have just from looking at you like this. So fucking beautiful, angel and all mine, all for me to play with. Breathe like a good girl for me while I get a few things ready. I’m not leaving you, I’ll be right here. Breathe.”

I do as he says but the loss of his body heat makes me shiver and I start to panic. Just as I am getting ready to call out to him, Damian’s body returns to mine and I feel the sense of relaxation overcome me once again when his hands begin their feather soft strokes over my bound arms, my arching back, my secured legs. Everywhere he places his hands tingles and my head falls back on another moan.