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Crap. I can’t confess. If I do, then Stone will end this. I’ve learned a few things about Stone over the last couple of weeks. He values honesty. If I confessed to him that I wasn’t the one he was writing with all this time… he’d send me away.
I can’t let that happen. Before, Stone was a new start, an escape for me. In just two short weeks he’s become so much more. I do my best to push my doubts away and lose myself in Stone’s kiss.
His tongue forges into my mouth and immediately takes me over. I could get drunk on his kisses. There’s nothing soft about them; he devours. His hands slide up and down my back, burning me in the most delicious of ways.
When we finally break apart, I’m gasping for breath. Stone’s big hands slide around to my front, covering my breasts. I’ve always hated them. They’re so small and tiny. Some things that I wear, I’m not sure you can tell I have them, and that makes me insecure. But, like this, and that look in Stone’s eyes, I feel beautiful.
“Delicious,” he groans, pulling me toward him. He leans up and soon his lips replace his hand as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. My back bows and I tangle my fingers tight in his hair, pulling him into me deeper. I know I have to be hurting him, but it feels so good, I honestly don’t care.
“Yes… more,” I gasp when he switches to my other breast and swirls his tongue around the nipple, all while massaging his hand over the breast he just released.
“You like that, Carly?” he asks.
I don’t answer; it’s a stupid question. ‘Like’ is not the right word at all. It’s not even close. “You get this done for me, baby? You told me you just shaved down here, but you’re all silky smooth now,” he asks, and I find myself freezing up again. His hand rakes against my bare pussy. Oh God. He and Tally talked about… that?
His fingers move against the lips of my pussy, teasing them, and I try to push my worries away. I can panic later. Right now, this feels so good. I need more. His teeth capture my nipple and he tortures it while, ever so slowly, his fingers slide between the lips of my pussy and inside to the tender flesh there. His fingers aren’t smooth; they’re the hands of a man who works outside for a living, rough, wild and untamed, and they feel delicious raking against my clit. I throw my head back in pleasure, angling my hips so I can have more.
“My baby definitely likes that,” Stone purrs, his other hand biting into my small breast with bruising force.
“I do,” I cry as he continues to work my clit. I could come like this. I’m so close now that I can taste it. I hunger for it, but Stone doesn’t give me what I want. He shifts us so I fall back against the mattress and he covers my body. I look up at him, shocked by the abrupt change in position.
“You’re already so fucking wet for me, Carly. Your sweet pussy is drenching my fingers,” he growls, and he picks that exact moment to thrust his finger inside of me. I hungrily take it, trying to ride his finger, wishing it was more. He pushes it in me once and moves it out, repeating the movement over and over, while his thumb presses hard against my clit. Then, all at once, another finger joins in and it burns because it stretches me, but the burn is so good. I try to shift my legs, letting him have my body and do whatever he wants.
I just don’t want him to stop.
“I wanted to take my time,” he growls, still fucking me with his fingers. Over and over he pounds me with them, not allowing me to catch my breath. My body feels as if it is on fire. I want to come, I need to—and I’m so close. “I wanted to be slow and tender for you,” he adds.
I can barely understand him. I can feel the muscles in my pussy tighten. I know I’m going to come soon. Just as I’m about to go over the edge, he takes his fingers away.
“No!” I cry out, my back coming off the bed. I was so close. Frustration is firing through me, warring with the need to have more from him. I reach out, trying to grab him, to pull him down to me and demand he finish what he started. I get his hair and I love the way it wraps around my fingers, giving me the advantage. I’d never been attracted to men with long hair before, but I love it on Stone.
