Page 34 of Stone's Promise

He groaned as he started to move, a slow deep thrust that had me arching my back in response. He kissed me hard while moving his hips in a rhythm that threatened to upend me. It was just how I needed it.

With each thrust, he plunged deeper, hitting that sweet spot inside me with every stroke, filling the silence with the wet sound of skin slapping against skin.

The room spun faster and faster, my mind blanking out as pleasure consumed me.

“Cody,” I whispered, close to the edge. “I'm almost there.”

His teeth bit into his lower lip as he picked up the pace, hips pistoning hard against mine. He felt so good. It was too much.

I shut my eyes and moaned loud as pleasure crashed over me.

His hands tightened on my hips, his touch firm yet gentle as he rode out the wave of my orgasm with me. Then I felt his body shuddering against mine.

The sensation of him coming was so intimate. I felt close to him in that moment. My eyes filled with tears.

Cody ended up staying with me that night. Max had the whole run of the downstairs to himself for the next several hours as Cody and I sought release and pleasure in my bed. Afterward, we lay tangled in the sheets, our bodies still warm from the fire we’d built together. He traced slow, lazy patterns along my spine. I nestled closer, breathing him in, letting the steady rhythm of his heart calm the rush of my emotions.

Neither of us spoke, but words weren’t necessary. In that moment, everything felt right. I didn’t want to think about what came next for us, or when we had to face everyone again. I just wanted to exist here, wrapped up in him, in us, for as long as I could.

Chapter Ten

EMILY

The days that followed blurred into a stretch of stolen moments and tangled sheets, of late night talks in the dark and the quiet comfort of waking up beside him. Cody and I fell into an easy rhythm, drawn together by something neither of us put a name to, but both of us felt. Every touch and exchange deepened the pull between us.

I let myself enjoy this time we had before Family Day and his Intercontinental fight that loomed ahead. But in the back of my mind, I knew that after this week, everything could change.

The sun was high on the day before my big event. It cast long shadows over the white tents and vendor booths lining the square. Family Day was coming together. Tables were set, banners fluttered in the warm breeze, and volunteers ran around to check last-minute details. It was satisfying, but at this point, I was getting used to my mind being stuck on Cody.

I shook my head and refocused as I made my way past the stage setup.Work first. Sort out my love life later.

“Mom!”

I turned just in time to see Oliver sprinting toward me, suitcase wheels rattling over the pavement. My heart squeezed at the sight of him. I kneeled just in time for him to throw himself into my arms.

“You’re back early,” I laughed, smoothing his hair.

“Daddy had to go to the office,” he said, already pulling away to look around. “I told him I saw you here.”

My mood plummeted. Of course. Trey had dropped him off like a package instead of bringing him home properly. Just business as usual.

I took a slow breath and forced a smile. “Did your horse win?”

Oliver’s face scrunched. “No. Daddy’s mad because he said he had money riding on it.”

I bit my tongue to keep from sighing. Oliver, oblivious, was already scanning the area, eyes bright with excitement.

“This is gonna be so awesome tomorrow.”

I nodded, ruffling his hair. “It will be. Let’s go home, okay? You need to rest up for tomorrow.”

Oliver grabbed my hand, still talking up a storm about tomorrow, but I could hardly hear him over the quiet frustration humming in my chest. Trey hadn’t even cared enough to settle Oliver in himself.

No.

I wasn’t going to let him ruin this weekend. Not when there were better things—better people—to focus on.

CODY

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