Page 92 of Sweet Little Thing

“Stone, she won’t sleep very much longer. Hurry,” her voice was pleading.

I continued to stroke in and out of her. Easy, slow, as if we had all the time in the world.

“You worried she’ll hear you getting fucked? Or are you worried you won’t get to come?”

“AH! Both.” She was louder this time.

I pulled out of her and went down on my knees. Just before she could beg me to get back inside, I covered her needy pussy with my mouth.

“Oh God!” she cried, and I smiled as her knees buckled. I licked between the folds, then bit down hard on her inner thigh.

“OH,OH,OH!” She was bouncing on my face now. I began flicking her clit with my tongue, and she jerked hard, then went back to bouncing and moaning. She’d forgotten where we were. Her cries weren’t muffled.

“Oh yes, there, like that. Just, there, AH!” she was bucking wildly. Slapping my face and tongue with her hot wet pussy. All shyness was gone. Her modesty vanished. I pulled her swollen clit into my mouth and sucked. That was her breaking point.

I had to hold both her legs as they gave out, and she cried my name. Her body quivered above me. Picking her up, I turned her and sat her on my ready-to-explode dick. It slid in so quickly that she screamed, and I had to cover her mouth with my own to muffle it.

I lifted her up and down on my shaft while she panted my name. Her body was still trembling. Her eyes still lost in the erotic sensation. Pressing her back against the wall, I slammed into her harder and lifted her knees to just underneath my armpits. My eyes locked on hers as I saw hers glaze when she shattered yet again.

“STONE! I’m coming.” She held onto me tightly, and I shot my release inside her. We were supposed to be careful waiting forher doctor’s appointment. But I needed to feel this. “YES! It feels so good!”

“That’s right. Take my seed, baby,” I said hoarsely as I held her against me, jerking with each shot of pleasure.

I wanted forever.

Chapter

Fifty-Five

Beulah

I hadn’t told him about Jasper’s text messages. I should have. I don’t know why I didn’t. I’d been thinking about how to tell him and didn’t know if it would affect their friendship even more. Then Stone had said he was going to fuck me in the pantry, and that sounded better. It would be us joined. Close. I would be reassured he was there. With me. In me. No worry about Jasper or Portia. No concern of losing what all I’d found.

My doctor’s appointment wasn’t until Friday, and he’d come inside me again. That was several times now. I wasn’t scared, and I didn’t regret it. When he released in me, I felt marked by him. It was a hedonistic feeling, and it always pushed me further into my own release. The explosion was so beautiful I forgot everything around me.

Luckily, Geraldine had slept another hour after our pantry session, and when she finally came downstairs, we had already eaten chicken salad sandwiches, and Stone had left. But whenwe’d been in the pantry, I hadn’t cared if the Pope walked in and caught us as long as Stone kept making my world spin.

My panties were damp. They had been all day reminding me of what we’d done. I had been able to focus on that and not Jasper. But now that I was home and Stone was here, I had to tell him. I didn’t want him to think I had been hiding anything from him. I had been, but simply because I was worried about his relationship with Jasper.

Climbing out of my car, I walked toward the door, passing the spot where Portia had stood this morning. She had been warning me that I didn’t know the truth, but I couldn’t expect the truth from her. She was the last person I would believe. I needed to tell Stone about that, too.

Inside the building, the bottom floor was quiet. I’d seen two cars I didn’t recognize outside. Someone had company, and it didn’t sound like Mack and Marty, although both their vehicles were in the parking lot.

On the second floor, things were equally quiet. I was about to go up the stairs to Stone’s floor when the door to Fiona’s apartment opened. She stepped out into the hallway, and her eyes were on me immediately. She looked gorgeous like the last time I saw her. Runway model ready.

“I don’t like most people,” she began. “People annoy me in general. But you, I like. You’re the least annoying person I’ve ever met. And you got rid of Presley.”

“Uh, thank you,” I replied, feeling awkward. This was a strange but very nice conversation. I was glad I didn’t annoy her, although we hardly knew each other, so I wasn’t sure I could even if I tried.

“See that. Very southern and kind. Not chatty and shit. Anyway. Because I like you, I wanted to warn you. His mother is up there with the bride she’s chosen for him. I’ve had the pleasure of meeting both crazy bitches more than once. You’rewelcome to come in here and stay with us if you want. He’ll get rid of them soon enough.”

Stone’s mother was here with the fiancée he didn’t acknowledge? I glanced up the stairs. Margot. He had never explained that to me but then I had forgotten about her ever being mentioned until now.

“He didn’t call or text me to tell me not to come. I don’t know if I should hide out or if he wants me to come up there,” I said my thoughts out loud.

“Who gives a fuck what he wants? Those two are vipers. They’ll eat you alive.”

I had the feeling Fiona didn’t do relationships. She seemed more of a take care of herself and not worry about the world kind of girl. Taking her advice probably wasn’t the best idea.

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