Stoned (The Stone Series) (66 page)

“I know, I know all of those things but how do I do this?”

“You do it together with Day. Talk to him. Go to your therapist together, work through this. Sydney, please you both deserve the chance to be happy and being apart from each other is not making either of you happy.”

“I know. I…thank you for talking to me…for making me talk about it. I’ve been avoiding doing this with Parker and I keep refusing to see or speak to Day.”

“Here” she hands me a CD. “This is from him. He asked me to give it to you and to tell you that he loves you…that he wants to see you.”

“Thank you” I say as I hug her tightly to my body.

When Drea leaves and I’m alone curled under the covers and comfort of my old bed I put the CD into the stereo system and for the next half hour I listen to the tracks that are words from his heart. I listen to the CD two more times before making my decision. Once made I search through Parker’s closet and find what I need. I shower, shave and get dressed. I do my hair and makeup then head out into the world for the first time in over a week. When I exit the apartment building I find Dominick waiting at the curb in the Bentley. The flashing assaults my face before I have time to hide from the prying eyes of the press but this time I decide not to hide. I decide to give them what they want. I stand and pose for their pictures, smile slyly at their questions saying simply, “No comment.”

I approach the car, “Dominick, what are you doing?” I ask.

“Waiting for you. Damian asked me to be here every day all day waiting in case you needed to go somewhere. Do you need to go somewhere?”

“Um, yeah, I do. Can you take me to Day’s office please? That is if he’s still there.”

“He is. Do you want me to call and let him know we are on our way?”

“No. I want it to be a surprise.”

“It will be the best one he’s had in a long time.”

I smile at Dominick and climb into the car. “I hope so.”

Dominick drives me to The Stone Empire’s headquarters on Wall Street. The front of the building has the stone facade that Damian is so fond of. It’s a huge building, standing above all the others around it. I ask Dominick what floor Damian’s office is on and he offers to bring me up, strange but I’ve never been here. I thank him when we get to the floor and ask for him to wait for me downstairs. He smiles, turns and walks back into the elevator.

I spot Veronica and she doesn’t look pleased to see me. Maybe she heard of our breakup and was hoping to have me out of the picture for good. I have no choice but to ask for her help, not wanting to anger her boss and ex-Dom she agrees to help. I hand her the CD and ask her to pipe the music into the conference room where Damian is. I know I shouldn’t bother him while he’s in this meeting but I have no choice, this has to happen now, it’s what’s best for the both of us and to hell with his meeting.

While I’m waiting for the music to start I watch Damian in the conference room but he can’t see me. He looks as hot as ever but a little rougher around the edges. Drea was right, the electric shave he did this morning is just not cutting it. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days, I was fortunate enough to be able to conceal that same look with makeup.

Even in his clearly agitated state he has the attention of the room, he’s always in command. Even though he can’t see me and the music hasn’t started yet I can tell he senses something, maybe my presence. And then I hear the beginning cords of
Stoned
. Damian looks up then stands and quickly searches the faces of his top executives as if any of them could be responsible for playing the song we fucked to in the car after our last fight. And that’s when I walk straight at the glass walled conference room dressed as Cinnamon Stick. Damian’s eyes lock with mine and I stop dead in my tracks and just stare back at him for the briefest of seconds. I put my index finger in my mouth and stand with my legs slightly spread apart. When he sees me he says my name and starts towards me, never explaining his exit to the people sitting around the boardroom table. At his approach I turn and start to walk in the direction of his office, pulling open my shirt along the way for him and all of his executives to see. Of course they only see the back view as the buttons fly into the air and scatter on the floor.

I hear his footsteps moving faster and I know if I don’t start to run he’ll catch up to me before we’re at his office and after the tension of our breakup and our separation for a week  I know he will take me right in the spot where he catches me regardless of who can see us.

Damian catches my arm a few feet away from his office. He spins me around and says my name as his mouth covers mine in a hungry kiss. He pushes me backward with his tongue swirling with mine into his office. He slams the door shut with his left hand while his right hand is undoing his pants. He breaks away from our kiss and pushes me at arm’s length so he can look at me. I slam my body into his and push him against the wall. I grab his shirt and pull it apart, ripping it open and flinging every button to the floor.

“Fuck, you look so hot and I missed you so fucking much. I have to be inside of you right now, we’ll talk later then we’ll discuss a punishment. Please tell me you want me to fuck you” he begs as he pulls open my bra, ripping it from my body.

“I want you to fuck me right now, right here on your desk so every day when you sit here you’ll think of this” I say as I lift my skirt to reveal I’m not wearing any panties.

Damian growls and clears his desk with one arm. He lifts me onto his desk and lays me down. He looks over my body and sighs, “You’ve lost a lot of weight in a week, angel.”

“Couldn’t eat” I say as I pull him closer for a kiss.

Damian enters my body with a grunt and begins sucking on my earlobe. He runs his tongue down my neck and over my lips then he arches up and supports his weight on his strong arms while thrusting into my body at a leisurely pace, not like a man who has just left a very important meeting.

“Sir”, Veronica’s voice comes from the intercom. “What should I tell the people in your meeting? They’re asking if you’re coming back.”

I whisper, “Oh, you’re going to be coming alright.” And Damian smiles his mischievous smile that makes me melt.

While still thrusting into me Damian somehow calmly says, “Tell them to take a break. I will be with them in half an hour. Something came up that couldn’t wait.” He laughs and right then I know we’re going to be okay in our own messed up way.

Damian continues to slide in and out of me, rubbing his erection over every sweet spot inside of me. When he feels my pulse quicken and my muscles clench he knows he’s bringing me to the end. “Come for me baby, I can feel your pussy begging for it. Give it up for me. You are mine, you will always be mine” he whispers into my ear then urgently begs me to confirm that I am.

“I am all yours, always have been, always will be. Sorry I said I wasn’t, didn’t mean it. Love you.”

I feel my legs go rigid and my stomach clenches. My toes curl and I am unable to hold back the moans and screams of pleasure as Damian takes my body to paradise. After more than a week of not having an orgasm mine hits me long and hard, the aftershocks lasting until Damian pulls out of me and wraps his body around mine and inhales my hair. At that gesture I crack and can’t hold back the tears.

“I love you, please say we’re okay. Please tell me that you’re mine and that you are not leaving me. Please tell me that wasn’t good-bye.”

“That wasn’t good-bye, Day. I am yours, always going to be.” His expression breaks into a smile and he takes me into his arms and kisses me on the lips softly. My knees go weak and I melt into his embrace.

After we recuperate the reality of Damian leaving his meeting hits him.  “I have to finish up in there. Can you just give me half an hour? I need to know you’re here waiting for me. If I don’t know you’re still here I won’t be able to think straight. When I’m done I want to take you home, feed you and take you to bed. I haven’t sleep in over a week and it looks like you haven’t either. I need to have you in our bed naked in my arms.”

I agree and Damian tells me to go through the extra clothes he keeps in his office and find something that will cover me up to wear home. After I call Dominick and tell him he can go, I’ll be getting a ride back with Damian, I sit behind his desk to try it on for size.

His office is all chrome and glass with splashes of blue. The floor is a gray concrete with blue and gray patterned area rugs. His walls are a light blue and the ceiling is painted just a hue lighter than the walls. His desk is a massive dark wood masterpiece with drawers and secret compartments that I am tempted to rummage through. He has a sofa and an electronics system complete with TV, surround sound and iPod. 

I begin to pick up the papers and items that went soaring through the room earlier in his rush to have me on his desk. Every item that is not a document relating to his work is a picture of me or of us together. I place them all back on his desk surprised that none of them shattered. I sit back in his chair and study the pictures. I look happier than I realized I was in every one of them, even the ones where I’m asleep. We have a lot of work to do on making this relationship work but I know I’ve made the right decision.

After Damian concludes his business Mac drives us back to the penthouse in the Escalade but when we pull into the garage he leaves us in the car making out. Our lips have been connected since we got in the car. When we notice that we’re alone we smirk at each other both thinking the same thing, if we’re alone there’s no harm in connecting other parts of our bodies.

Damian reaches for his shirt that I put on to cover myself in order to leave his building without exposing myself and he rips it open and pulls it from my body. I am not wearing a bra so once the shirt is off my breasts are in his hands, in his mouth. He captures my nipple in his teeth and I lose my breath. I moan and my head rolls back then I see a movement out of the corner of my eye but before I can determine if it’s someone watching us Damian plunges his tongue into my mouth and I forget all about the possibility of being caught. He removes his shirt and pulls off my skirt revealing my bare sex that is already hot and wet for him. He leans me back in the seat and uses his thumbs to open me up.

“Mmm, I missed this so much. All mine” he mumbles with his mouth already covering my sex, his tongue exploring my outer folds before it travels up my slit and enters my body. When he sucks on my clit he holds me down by my hips and begins to beg, “Come in my mouth, baby. God, I fucking need to taste your come.”

When he pulls back the covering and my tiny bud pops out we both know I’m done for. I grab his hair and hold him to me, begging for the feeling to last forever.

“Ah, I’m going to come” I moan as my body gives in to his manipulations and I give his tongue what it’s been craving. He sucks greedily at my body, refusing to let go until he’s sure he has sucked every last drop out of me. Once certain that he has he raises and while making eye contact with me he licks his lips and his eyes slightly close, savoring me, my taste. I will never tire of that, it is so hot and sexy it almost sends me into another orgasm.

I reach for his pants and he helps me to get them off. He sits back on the seat and pulls me onto his lap. He positions me over him and when I slowly slide down the shaft he throws his head back, moans and says, “Fuck, you are going to kill me. You are so fucking tight and hot. I need you, I need this. Mine, all mine.”

Damian and I find our rhythm. My hands are clutching the back of the seat on either side of Damian’s head. We are kissing like we will die if we stop, our tongues hungry for the others. Damian’s hands are on my hips guiding me up and down on his strong erection.

It is so hot in the car I feel as though I might pass out, Damian senses something is wrong and asks if I’m okay. He opens the back windows when I tell him I’m overheating.

“We can take a try at being exhibitionists, anyone could come along at anytime and hear us fucking, hear how wet you are when I slide my cock in and out of your tight wet pussy. They’ll be able to hear you moan and whimper when I make you come again.”

“I don’t care, I just want you. Oh, God, don’t stop. It feels so good. Fuck me” I beg.

“I fucking love you; I am so in fucking love with you, Sydney. I have been lost for a long time and I never realized it, not until I found you. And then when I thought I lost you it almost killed me. You’re what I’ve been waiting for my whole life” he proclaims as he thrusts harder and faster into me.