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“Every moment of it,” I promise.
She pulls far enough away from me to see my face. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get this party started.”
I scoop her up into my arms and this time, the elevator door opens as soon as I push on the button.
Thank you, Ashlo. Thank you for helping me become a Gisone.
And as we ride in the elevator, I show Gisele just how much I enjoy being one-half of Gisone - hmm, we may have to work on the name.
18
Gisele
Stone's fingers slide under my dress before the elevator doors can even shut. The cool air touching my skin is quickly replaced with the heat of his hand. He squeezes my ass cheek.
"Oh, fuck, Stone," I squeal out. "If you're planning to tease me like you do...I just don't think I can take it." That's the truth. The push-pull of how much I needed him before, that was fun...but right now after everything we've been through, I need him right now. I can't play games, I need everything and I need it now. "I don't mean I want to moan and need it but I really want you to tease me...I mean I fucking need you right now," I yelp out, I can't help but moan some at the way he's cupping my ass cheek now. I bite my lower lip and search his eyes for his motives. I look into those eyes and that usual devilish glint isn't there. Just pure, raw need like I have for him.
"I'm not looking to spend any more time away from you, either. I want to sink in your body and fucking live there." Stone squeezes my ass tighter and pulls me close to him so that I'm rubbings up against him. "My cock doesn't know what to do with itself if it isn't in your pussy."
I watch him run his tongue over his lower lip. I inhale. It feels like my body is overtaken by an electricity crackling through me when he looks at me like that.
"Your cock always knows what to do, and he's got the right idea," I run my palm over his cock through his pants. "But we're going to try listening to my pussy instead." That's right, I'm taking charge here. Wicked Stone was always ready to make me beg, and I'm not about to torture him like...well, not too much. But there's something I need.
Stone cocks his head to the side and licks his lip. "Is that right?" God, he can make the most mundane phrases sound like pure sex.
"Yes," I say, and I point my index finger down. "My pussy missed you. She needs a kiss before you're invited in," I say with a playful voice. I can't sing but I can do at least that voice without making Stone cringe. I giggle inwardly at him openly letting me know my singing was terrible. I mean, that was the entire idea. I needed him to see that I'd lay myself bare after I did that very thing to him.
I see the fire lit in his eyes that tells me that he's more than happy to bring that mouth down to my pussy and suck the life out of me there before he revives me with every inch of his cock. I roll my tongue around in my mouth just thinking about about the saltiness of his skin and the musk of him in my mouth, pulling my under the spell of my need for Stone. I've never felt the way I do for Stone the way that I do now. I am absolutely so wrapped up in him that I know that I could never love anyone else. Not like I need him, crave him, desire him. Stone completes me on a level I didn't know that I could be.
Stone drops to his knees obediently. I back up against the corner wall of the elevator spread my thighs. Stone? He doesn't need any more of an invitation. His lips close over my clit and he presses his tongue to that pleasurable spot right away...then evacuates the sensation to roll his tongue around my pussy and lick long strokes over me. His hands wrap around me, holding hips and ass to his face and holding me against him. Stone is caged in my desire and lighting me aflame with every stroke of his tongue.
That's when Stone picks up the pace and the tempo of his mouth on my pussy makes me dizzy with desire.
"Yes!" I cry out. He knocks the breath out of me with every touch. Stone is the ever unrelenting master of my pleasure, soaking up every drop of my desire as my pussy glistens on his face, and coming back for me.
This time? We're never leaving each other. I hate even a second of his body not claiming mine. Days apart? That's something I'll never be able to withstand.
His tongue turns into a tornado over my pussy. No part of me is left unattended now and I'm shiver around him. My knees buckle at the intensity of every sensation. My arms are flailing out and I'm crying out. I can't keep my footing, but of course I don't need to.
"I've got you," Stone says, his hot breath against my wet pussy making me shiver. "Always," he adds. And he kisses my pussy, deep, with tongue, like he would my face.
Oh, yes, that's what I want.
"Kiss me," I whimper.
"Gisele you know that I am," Stone laughs, but his hands are already replacing his face on my pussy. His mouth is shimmering with my pussy all over it. "You wanna taste your pussy?" Stone growls with a deadly low voice in front of me. But this isn't the man who is holding back. He grabs one of my hands and presses it against the wall. His lips dance over my own. I taste us together, and I moan at how good we taste together. How he feels. His other hand captures my clit and strokes circles around and on my clit until my hips are rocking with him.
Stone sinks a finger inside my pussy and I clamp around that finger.
My mouth parts for him and Stone's wide tongue is in my mouth like it was my pussy earlier. I can taste us together, deeper, and my tongue strokes over his, taking everything he has to offer and aching for more. I'm trembling around him and thank goodness Stone has me because I'm a mess already. I squeeze his hand in mine against the elevator wall. He squeezes back. His finger in my pussy becomes three fingers and I groan out at the sensation of his hand pumping in and out of my pussy so fast that my breathing into his mouth goes staccato. I moan his name into his mouth and he takes all of me. Kissing me he's erasing the pain of our separation. Stone is cradling me here like a prize and replacing every drop of my pain by melding us together as one here. I don't know where I end and he begins, but we flow together as a writhing mass of sweating limbs and moans of desire.
Stone pulls back the kiss, savoring my tongue and seeming like he's going to stop, then kissing me more, but finally his mouth is apart from mine. I whimper with need and he groans. "Never leave me again, Gisele, I fucking mean it. Like, you know what I mean. You're goddamn mine now and I don't think I want you to leave my hotel room for a month. I just want to be inside you forever." His voice is needy, deep, more sensual than I've ever heard. It is like he is singing to me, that's how his voice transcends just talking and makes me whole just hearing him echo my every need.
I gasp, my own emotions flooding through my body and forming a halo around my heart. I feel everything he says. I'm the mirror image of his desires, our mutual desires cascading over us.
Stone is what my heart is made of, is what pumps through my veins. And I'm what he drinks in, captures, claims as his.
I pull him closer. "Fuck me, Stone, fuck me now. I need you," I beg, insistent and meaning every bit of what I said. I'm mad with lust and if he doesn't fuck me soon I feel like I'll wither away and die.
