Page 92 of Stone
He took a deep breath, holding it for several seconds before blowing it out. As he shifted his hips back and forth, he laughed in his deep and husky voice.
“You are… Fuck, baby. You’re everything,” he whispered.
Everything.
There was so much emotion around the single word, so many unsaid thoughts that up until now I’d needed to hear. No longer. I could feel what he was thinking. I could sense what he needed. And I knew instinctively what our passion meant to him. To me. To our future.
He pulled away without uttering another word, merely raking the rough pads of his fingers under my dress and down my spine. When he padded to the door, I pressed up from the surface.
“Where are you going?”
“Don’t worry, baby. Wild horses couldn’t keep me away. Stay right there.” He tipped his head, giving me a playful yet stern look. “I mean it.”
A part of me wanted to disobey him just to see the lengths he’d go to, but I did as he asked. My muscles were Jell-O and I was still basking in the sweet moment. I pressed my face against the cool wood, marveling at how long the tingles remained tickling my body.
He returned only a couple of minutes later, his presence electrifying. When he pressed something warm and damp against my bottom, I tensed.
“Relax, baby. Just a washcloth. While I’d love covering every inch of your body with my cum, I thought I’d be a gentleman.”
“Mmm… Since when?”
“Oh, you are such a brat. Since now.” He wiped my pussy and every drop of cum from my legs, his actions tender and loving.
When he finally tossed the cloth aside, he gently gathered me into his arms, turning me around to face him. With his one hand cupped around the back of my neck, the other arm around my waist, I’d never felt so protected.
“Do you know how beautiful you are?” His question was so heartfelt I was at a momentary loss for words.
“With you, I feel beautiful. But only with you.”
He shook his head and just watching the way his eyes glazed over brought so many thoughts to my mind, so many words I wanted to say.
And an admittance I couldn’t bring myself to tell.
Yet I was determined to try. It was now or never and the fear of losing him all over again was too great to bear. “Stone. I need to tell you something.”
He lowered his head, pressing his soft lips against my cheek, rolling them to my earlobe.
I shuddered as he tormented me once again, licking the shell of my ear before whispering, “You can tell me anything.”
A lump had formed in my throat, the old fear I’d had creeping in. I enjoyed the moment for a few seconds longer before pushing back from him. “There are so things that happened. I mean before. I mean… Twenty years ago.”
“I know, baby,” he said as he brushed hair from my face. “It’s no longer important.”
“That’s where you’re wrong.” I closed my eyes, hating myself for being such a coward. I’d played this out in my mind hundreds of times over the years. I’d held the secret all to myself for far too long. I couldn’t do it any longer. The pain was too intense.
“Okay. What’s going on?” He pushed me back by a few inches, lifting my chin with a single finger. “I already told you that you can trust me with anything.”
“I know I can trust you.” I fingered his shirt, more lightheaded than before. Even a wave of nausea had settled in. “It’s just that this might change everything.”
“Nothing is going to change the way I feel about you. Not a damn thing.”
I took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay. Something happened,” I repeated, but before I could get out the words, we were interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.
Groaning, he placed his finger against my lips. “One second. Maybe Kekoa found the bastard stalking us.”
He pulled away and I smoothed my sweaty palms down my dress. I’d be damned if I didn’t hear my phone ringing. I’d left the burner phone in the other room. I knew instinctively it was my father. Maybe it was time for me to say all the things I’d held back on saying to him these long, miserable years. I’d kept my mouth shut after I’d learned what had happened.
I’d allowed the asshole to rule me, my life, and the people I cared about.
