Stoned (The Stone Series) (72 page)

Damian thrusts a few times into my body each with a grunt from low in his throat before he raises himself up on his arms and pulls out of me.

“Your pussy is the only place I want to be, Syd. I’ll be right back, don’t move” he warns as he enters the closet only to return with a blindfold that he secures around my eyes. “We’ll get things started with that” he says with a smirk I can hear in his voice before his body leaves the bed again. When he returns I feel the bed dip and he covers my ears with headphones. The sound of the ocean fills my ears. Damian lifts one headphone up to whisper, “I’m going to fuck you to the pace of the ocean first with this” he rubs a bumpy dildo over my thigh, “then with my cock.”

I feel the dildo nudge my wet passage and I feel his breath on my thigh. He must be lying between my legs now, looking right inside of me. He’s giving himself a perfect upfront view as he fucks me with his bumpy friend.

I feel it slide into me with more ease than I thought possible. Not wanting to hurt me he must have used a liberal amount of lube. The in and out motion of the dildo would have been enough to get me off in the state I’m in but instead Damian has added the ocean sounds and he is doing as he said, he’s fucking me right to the rhythm of it. It is so erotic to know the speed in which he’s going to continue but he doesn’t follow suit with the way he continues. The in and out turns to a twisting motion that sends me into my first orgasm. An orgasm so strong my body arches off the bed and thrashes in the air. The pulse beats between my legs more than twenty thumps, each releasing more fluid to make my sex slicker with arousal for Damian’s easy entry. He pulls the headphones off of my ears and releases the blindfold from my eyes. In one fluid motion he turns me onto my side and he rolls his body behind me lifting my leg as he slides inside of me pushing me towards another orgasm with his words alone.

“Fuck, this is all I think about all the time, being here like this inside of you, in this sweet little pussy that’s all mine. I walk around all day with a hard on thinking about fucking you like this, waiting to get you alone. My God, you’re like a craving, an addiction I can’t get enough of, I’ll never have enough of.”

Those luscious words burn through my soul until I can’t see, can’t think, all I can do is feel, feel the next orgasm slam through me like a freight train on the run. Damian holds my body close to his as the earthquakes shake my body causing me to scream out. And all the while he continues to rock in and out increasing the friction and making the orgasm last and roll into other smaller shakes of pleasure until they border on pain and I beg for him to stop. He does, just long enough to leave the bed only to return with cuffs attached to other cuffs with leather.

“You liked hearing that didn’t you? I could have made you come with those words alone, couldn’t I?”

“Yes” I admit through pants.

“I am obsessed with you, with possessing you and you fucking love it, it gets you off knowing that you have that over me, you have all the power.”

Damian instructs me to sit up on the edge of the bed and he kneels behind me. As he nips at my ear he fastens the cuffs around each wrist then he grabs my chin, lifting it to meet his mouth. His tongue slides into me and begins exploring as a soft moan escapes us both. With my wrists cuffed but still free I run my hands through his hair. Damian grabs my wrists and curls me into a ball as he cuffs them to my ankles. He lays me on my back and steps back to exam me, stroking himself hard. “This is going to be very fast and very hard. I am going to be the deepest I ever have been inside you, use your safe word if you need to” he warns as he rolls me into a tighter ball.

My feet are pressing on his chest and my wrists are attached to my ankles making me crunched tightly. Damian is inside me thrusting hard and fast right out of the gate. In no time his chest grows slick with sweat and his hair flops into his face. He never lets go of my ankles even as the leather attaching the cuffs slap against his hands. He was right about being deeper inside me than ever before and it fills me, stretches me, causes me pain, good pain but I know I’ll be sore in the morning. Damian keeps filling me with his deep thrusts one after the other. He is covered in sweat around his face and it’s beginning to run down his neck. I want to lick it, taste it’s saltiness but I’m too afraid to move even a muscle.

“You want to come again don’t you, baby? You’re ready and fuck I’ve been ready for so long. Come with me Sydney, come now, baby” he commands and I scream my orgasm as Damian grunts and curses through his. Neither of us is able to catch our breaths for what feels like hours but what I know can only be seconds.

Damian unclasps the cuffs and straightens out my body, rubbing and massaging my legs but I am already falling asleep as he warned earlier. He smiles at me and asks, “Did I hurt you, baby? You didn’t safe word me so I thought you were okay, were you?”

“Mmm, sore…fine though…subbie space…tired, sleep now” I murmur incoherently and Damian curls around me and inhales my hair.

“Sleep my sweet girl” is the last thing I hear.

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The following morning I’m awakened by the horrific sounds of Sydney vomiting in the bathroom. I go to her and find her crotched on the cold hard floor with her gorgeous hair hanging into her puke covered face and into the toilet bowl. I rush to her side and hold her hair back as another wave passes over her and she retches again. I rub her back and her stomach and she settles into my touch. I rise from the floor to get a cold washcloth for her neck and another to clean her face. She finally is able to lean back against me away from the toilet and take a cleansing breathe.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Are you seasick?”

“I don’t know, I’ve never been on a ship before but I’ve never had any kind of motion sickness either. I felt fine yesterday.”

“Okay, well let’s get you back in bed and I’ll have the galley send us some toast and coffee to the room.”

I help her back to bed and she thanks me for taking care of her like it’s a chore instead of what I live to do, all I want to do.

“How are you feeling otherwise? Did I hurt you last night? Are you sore?”

“I’m fine, a little sore but it’s a good kind of sore” she admits shyly. She’s adorable when she’s like this. No matter how much we do, have far I push her sexually, she’s still shy and cute about our activities.

“Last night was…when you totally submit to me like that and offer me that level of trust I just can’t help myself. I may have gotten carried away a bit. I’m sorry if I hurt you, I don’t ever want to hurt you, you know that, right?”

“I know, I trust you. I know you’d never hurt me.”

The coffee and toast arrive and after a few nibbles Sydney perks up and gets out of bed. I watch as she slides on the new yellow bikini I picked out for our trip and we head up on deck. We spend the day at sea sunbathing and relaxing. Sydney manages to eat lunch and dinner and we stroll on the deck under the moon before turning in.

The following morning I awake in the same way with Sydney puking her guts out in the bathroom. Once again I rush to her and take care of her not mentioning my growing suspicion of the cause of her early morning vomiting. Just as the day before after an hour or so she’s much better and ready for our day exploring miles of lush tropical rain forests, the gorgeous Caribbean coastline and the barrier reef. We start by climbing to the top of a 135-foot structure where we see the lush rainforest. Sydney is like a little girl when we see flocks of toucans and parrots in the trees below us. After our climb we are off to snorkel in the exciting underwater world and to see its unique coral structures, intricate caves and extensive marine life. We finish our day in paradise and head back to “The Stone”.

I make arrangements for us to sleep on the deck under the full moon and stars. I tell Sydney that maybe the fresh sea air will do her good, maybe it’s the lower level of the cabin that is making her feel ill in the mornings. This is what I tell her; I on the other hand am convinced that her morning sickness has nothing to do with being on the sea. I don’t share my suspicions with her, I don’t think she’s ready to hear what they may be from just yet and I don’t want to upset her while on vacation.

We cuddle under the stars and make love slowly, I allow her to top me in every sense of the word. I remove my clothes slowly while she watches then I position myself on the mattress.

“Take off your clothes while I watch you. I love your body, let me see you. Just want to look at you for a minute.”

Sydney slowly removes her camisole top revealing her perky breasts, nipples already hard under my gaze while I stroke my growing erection. Her shorts slide off her body with her panties and a moan escapes me. Once she is completely naked I pull her naked body on top of mine and slide the sheet over her, covering us. I smile at her when she gives me her questioning look.

“I want to make love to you tonight, slow and easy. I want you on top of me. I want to feel you grinding into me. I am giving over total control to you tonight like you did for me last night. I’m all yours, Sydney.”

Sydney begins to roll her hips and grind into me making me so hard and excited I feel like I can come before I’m even inside of her. I wait and allow her to take her time rubbing her body over mine. She rubs her wetness over my shaft and continues to slide back and forth with increasing speed and pressure.

“Mmm, baby you can make me come like this” I warn her.

“Oh, Day. I’m going to come” she whispers into my ear as I feel her body grow tense and her wetness increases then her pussy begins to throb on my cock and I have all I can do not to shoot onto my stomach between our bodies. Before her orgasm has the chance to ravage her body further she grips me at the base of my cock and positions it at her entrance. She looks down at me, her hair hanging in my face and she smirks and winks at me in her playful manner before she eases me inside her. Her pussy instantly clenches me, thankful to be filled and I feel every aftershock of her orgasm as she smoothly grinds into me. I put my hands behind my head and mouth, “All yours” to her.

“I want to make you come now. Will you come when I tell you to?” she asks.

“Only if it’s in the next few seconds, baby. I can’t hold it much longer” I admit.

“Oh, you’ll hold it as long as I tell you to” she warns.

“Oh fuck, yeah I will baby. I’ll do anything for you.” Her aggressiveness driving me wild.

Sydney slows her movements and I close my eyes for a second to try to regain control over my body, my body that’s about to betray me as it rushes to a sweet release.

“Be careful” she warns, “Or I’ll have to punish you.”

“Oh, God, Syd. You can’t talk to me like that and expect me not to fucking blow right now.”

“Mmm, yes I can. You do it to me all the time. Pay back’s a bitch huh?”

“Ahh, fuck. Please let me come. I have to fucking come.”

“When I say” she orders as she scoots up onto her feet and increases her speed. She rides me from root to tip, up and down relentlessly. She flings back her head and tells me I’m going to make her come again. I’m done for; I’m going to come any second, permission or not, its worth whatever punishment she comes up with, her punishing me actually sounds like fun.

Thankfully she shows mercy on me and leans down and whispers into my ear, “Come for me now, Damian. Give it to me” then she nips my ear and I lose all control to her. I come long and hard and grunt, moan and cry through the mind raking orgasm as she flies into her second and squeezes me like a vice.

When the color splotches in front of my eyes fade and I catch my breath I run my fingers though her hair and nuzzle into her neck. She tries to rise off my body but I hold her to me, not wanting to be out of her just yet, ever for that matter. She relaxes into me and places her head over my heart.

“When we get back I’m getting that tattoo I wanted, right there, your name over my heart where you always are.”

She kisses me softly with her tongue running over my lips, I bite her lower lip then open my mouth to her. I roll her and press her into the mattress, increasing our kiss. She moans and softens to my touch, her hands going into my hair; she tugs it just enough to pinch and I moan before breaking our kiss. I kiss her on the nose then on her forehead.