Atonement (Heart of Stone) (15 page)

I could feel the frantic beat of Ava’s heart through her
spine as I pressed against her back and Connor stood directly in front of her,
cupping her chin and tilting her head back until she looked all the way up his
hard body and into his eyes.

This man, all 6 foot 5 inches of him, was the epitome of
male rawness, his primal sexuality burnt straight through me and I licked my
lips as my eyes skimmed over his hard chest and down to the deep ridges of his
abs.

I frowned at myself, finally admitting to myself that I
was bi-sexual. My breath caught and Ava turned her face into me, her eyes
shining as she lifted her hand to my cheek and stroked her finger along my jaw.
“I want to watch you blow him, Mason. I want to watch you take his hard cock
into your mouth and suck him deep, baby.”

I closed my eyes and shivered. How much more could this
woman, this beautiful stunning woman understand me? Her intimate knowledge and
acceptance floored me every time and I crashed my mouth over hers, burying my
hesitation as I went with the flow of the room, accepted all that would happen
and finally accepted myself.

“You know, don’t you?”

She smiled softly as her tongue slicked across my bottom
lip, “I’ve always known Mason, you just needed to know it.”

Connor’s hand cupped the side of my head before he leant
into me slowly, his eyes piercing me and silently asking me for permission.

“Kiss him” Ava breathed from beside me, her voice tight
with arousal as Connor hovered over me. His eyes glinted as he sucked in a
breath then softly moved his lips onto mine. A deep groan rumbled through me as
he pressed into me harder, his kiss growing more demanding and powerful whilst
his hand reached around the back of my head and kept me prisoner beneath his
mouth.

“Jesus, that is so hot.” Ava whispered and I reached
round and grabbed her hair, holding onto her as Connor held onto me with a kiss
so raw I couldn’t breathe.

A hand cupped my erection hard and I knew it was Connor
from the large rough hold. He pulled away as his hand rubbed me over my
trousers, the friction nearly bringing on my orgasm before I had even managed
to get my cock free.

“On your knees” he ordered harshly and fuck, if his
dominant tone didn’t make my blood pump more.

I eyed Ava, who nodded, her eyes dark with desire as her
lips parted so she could draw in a heavy breath.

Her chest heaved as I sank to my knees, my gaze locked on
her all the time. Her tiny hands reached out to unbuckle Connor’s belt, then
pop the button on his jeans before she moved behind him and pulled his jeans
and shorts down and over his hips.

I sucked in a breath as his cock sprang free and the tip
caught my lips before instinct took over and I licked the crown of his huge
erection with the flat of my tongue. He hissed and palmed my head, his fingers
sinking into my hair as he groaned and his head tipped back. “Holy fuck, yeah,
so good. Suck me, Mason. Take me in, all the fucking way.”

I returned his groan with one of my own as I sheathed my
teeth and sank my mouth down his thick length.

Ava released a moan as she sank to her own knees behind
Connor but she watched me with heated eyes and her teeth in her bottom lip. I
locked eyes with her again as I slid back up Connor’s cock then back down,
sucking hard at his steel cock as Ava’s hand came around and cupped his balls,
her fingers massaging his sac delicately as I roughly fucked him with my mouth.

Connor’s pants were becoming harsher with each of mine
and Ava’s caresses, his groans loud in the room until he pulled back and
grabbed Ava’s arms, pulling her up and kissing her with a frenzied passion that
had my own cock twitching at the sight of their tongues duelling angrily.

I stood and moved behind her, my hands reaching round and
palming her large breasts. Her nipples peaked immediately, the hardness of them
pressing against the cotton of her black dress.

“Take off her dress” Connor demanded as his mouth and
tongue ventured down Ava’s throat. Her heavy pants were laboured with desire,
her chest heaving with each deep pull of air and her thighs had just started
trembling, a sign I knew as arousal flooding her system.

I slid the zip of her dress as I gripped her hair
harshly, knowing she needed my rough with Connor’s soft. The thin straps of her
dress slipped off her shoulders and exposed her heavy breasts to Connors mouth,
the plump softness squashed tightly in her black strapless bra.

Her head rolled back as Connor removed her bra then bit her
nipples with his teeth; the sight of him clasping and pulling slightly had my
dick screaming for release. “Fuck, baby, you like that? You like Connor’s mouth
on you?” I asked her as I slid her black lace thong down her legs, her potent
scent hitting me full force and damn near driving me crazy.

“Yes” she whispered in return, her voice tight as a
strangled moan escaped from her throat when I pulled off my own clothes and her
eyes dropped to my heavy cock. The damn thing was pulsing painfully and I
wrapped my hand around it, stroking slowly as Ava licked her lips.

I growled as Connor slipped to his knees before her,
kissed her mound then lay back on the carpet. “Ride my face, Ava; I wanna taste
that fragrant cunt of yours.”

I felt the rumble in her chest as she moved herself over
Connor’s face. I remained behind her but moved with her until she was resting
over his head and I knelt over his chest.

“Oh God” she rasped as Connor put his mouth on her.

“Bend over him, baby.”

She did as I asked, her palms hitting the floor as her
delicious tight arse lifted high in the air.

I reached behind me, grabbing the lube from where I had
placed it on the coffee table and dribbled some down between her firm cheeks.

She whimpered loudly as Connor’s hands palmed each of her
buttocks and pulled them apart for me. Her tight hole begged for attention, and
I groaned knowing that soon Connor and I were gonna blow every single previous
orgasm she had ever had into non-existence.

“Come on, Ava, I want you to come on his face. Let him
taste you, baby.” I urged as a diversion as I laced my fingers with more lube
and teased her anus.

She bucked back against me as I slipped in a finger, her
breath catching and her hips rocking harder on Connor’s mouth.

“That’s it Ava, let him fuck your ass with his fingers,
baby. Feel us both, feel us both worshipping your fucking fine body” Connor
whispered against her pussy as she writhed over him.

She started riding harder, her hips moving with force as
her orgasm approached. Her moans were becoming louder and her thighs tensed
considerably.

As I slid in another finger, circling them round and
preparing her for penetration, she arched her back and screamed her release,
Connor holding each of her hips firmly as she jerked and jolted over him.

“Fuck baby, you taste good.”

I couldn’t hold back the groan at the sight of Ava pussy
been fucked with Connors tongue and her sweet arse been fucked with my fingers.

I pulled back as Ava fought to regain her composure and
grabbed the condom from the table, instantly ripping off the foil as I shimmied
down Connor’s legs. His cock jerked as I gently rolled the condom over him and
I couldn’t resist licking the underside of his impressive length as I followed
with the rubber.

“Don’t Mason, I’m not gonna be able to hold off much
longer. I need to be inside Ava when I come, need to feel her tight pussy milk
me.”

I grabbed Ava’s hips and pulled her down over Connor’s
cock, positioning them both until she slid down his shaft slowly. “Oh fuck,
yes,” She hissed and my jaw dropped at the sight of Connor’s hard dick
disappearing into Ava’s slick cunt.

“Kiss him, baby.” I urged as I covered my own dick with
lube and slipped a finger in her backside again, working her well enough so I
didn’t hurt her.

“Mason, please” she begged as she started to ride Connor stricter,
her hips rocking back and forth harder and faster.

“Slow down, Ava. You ready for me?”

She nodded as Connor pulled her flat to him, his tongue
slipping into her mouth to gain her attention as he started thrusting real slow
inside her.

I groaned as I nudged in, her tightness jacketing me as
Connor slid out, easing the stretch for a moment until I could push all the way
in slowly.

“Shit” she bit out with a strangled moan as her back
arched and her thighs trembled.

“Easy, baby, relax.”

I took a fistful of her hair in my hand, knowing the
action would increase her arousal. It did. She groaned loudly and primal, then
pushed back against me until I filled her to the hilt.

“Jesus” Connor croaked and I grunted just as loudly.

He pushed in as I pulled out, both of us establishing a
rhythm inside my amazing wife.

Her vulgar statements and noisy groans spurned us on,
knowing that we were pleasuring her to an extreme like never before saw us both
thrusting hard and powerfully as her words encouraged us to go faster and
rougher.

“Fuck, Ava, you need to come sweetheart cos’ I’m just
about to fill your ass with my spunk.”

She reared back away from Connor, her palms pushing
herself up off his chest, and exposed the soft supple skin of her neck to me in
invitation.

I knew what she needed, her pants prohibiting her from
asking, and as I sank my teeth into her neck she screamed, shivered, bucked and
clenched extremely.

Connor shouted a string of expletives as I roared my own
release, filling Ava’s arse with everything my balls held.

“Christ Ava, fuck…” I yelled as I knotted her hair around
my fingers and pulled her further onto my throbbing cock, making sure she
drained all I had to give her.

Connor bucked upwards as I pushed further in and Ava
stiffened with her own orgasm, her body trembling and juddering as she exploded
around both of us.

We all collapsed on top of the other as we fought to
regain a natural breathing rhythm and give our bodies chance to stop shuddering
with ecstasy.

“Holy fuck!” Ava breathed. Connor’s lips twitched as he
palmed her face.

“Okay?”

She scoffed loudly, “Okay? Fuck, I’m shagged.”

My lips twitched at the choice of her words and I slipped
out of her, rolling her off Connor and taking her with me.

Connor stood, saluted and pulled on his clothes. “See you
guys later.” Was all he said before he exited the room and I heard the front
door close.

I was grateful to him for giving Ava and me this moment
alone after. Connor wasn’t arsed that he needed to leave, he didn’t do niceties
and he certainly wasn’t a cuddle and hug guy.

“You sure you’re okay?” I asked her again as she snuggled
into me and inhaled me deeply, her strong pull on my scent loud in the quiet
room.

“Holy fuck!” she replied again.

I laughed, “I take that as a yes.”

She nodded against me then peered up at me, her eyes
bright under her long lashes. Fuck, this woman was stunning, so bloody
beautiful she stopped my heart from beating with just one look.

“Are you okay? It didn’t hurt?” her tone was slightly
hesitant and I could read her apprehension.

I pursed my lips and contemplated her words but shook my
head, “Not as much as I thought, I enjoyed watching your pleasure more than it
hurt to watch you fuck another man.”

She smiled softly, “It’s the same for me, to watch you
writhe and moan in ecstasy is just… wow, really, no other words.”

I nodded, completely understanding what she was saying.
“I love you, Mason.”

“And me, you my little warrior, fuck so much.”

She nuzzled into me, her soft body moulding against my
hard one and I sighed contently.

At least my marriage was back to how it should be, Ava
was back; I just needed to find the bastard that was slaughtering my girls now
and then, maybe, everything else would slip into place.

That was after I had a word with Kade.

“Morning” I said to Nate as I strolled into his office,
my eyes pinned to my phone as I replied to Layla’s text about a night out at
the weekend.

When he didn’t reply I looked up and frowned when I found
him with his head down on his crossed arms upon the desk.

His soft snores echoed in the still room until his phone
shrilled loudly and he jolted upright, his eyes unfocussed and tight as he
peered at me.

“You okay, Nate?”

“Humph.” He groaned as he rolled his neck and blinked
deeply, trying in vain to clear his bleary eyes.

“What’s up?” I perched on the edge of his desk beside him
and placed his usual Starbucks caramel latte in front of him. He immediately
clicked the lid off and sipped the hot liquid, his eyes clearing as the
caffeine hit his senses.

“Jay.”

I nodded with a small roll of my head, encouraging him
for more and he scowled. “He and Liv had a huge row, he took off and Liv sent
me to search for him. Been up all night fucking hunting.”

“What happened?” I took a sip of my own coffee as I
tipped my head in puzzlement. This wasn’t like Jay, but then again I didn’t
know what had gone off between them.

Nate sighed and rubbed his eyes with the heels of his
hands before he settled back into his chair and groaned. “Liv found him with
three girls tied to his bed.”

I squeezed my eyes closed as I fought to hold in the
laughter but it erupted in a bark as Nate’s lips twitched.

“Okay.”

He smirked and nodded, “Hell, that boy needs a place of
his own.”

“He’s hardly a boy, Nate.”

He nodded again, “Still not nice for Liv to find though.
I thought she was gonna kill him, started spouting off about respecting women
and not in her house.”

“Mmmm, I can understand but still, he’s gotta take it
somewhere Nate, she’d be worried if he didn’t have a life.”

“Don’t preach to the choir, Ava. I understand him, hell,
I wasn’t innocent but I think the fact that they were tied up had something to
do with it.”

I sighed and nodded. Liv’s past still haunted her and the
sight must have been hard and brought back bad memories, memories that should
have been buried long ago.

“You want me to talk to her?”

He shook his head, “Nah, she’ll get over it and he’ll
come back, apologise and things will be right as rain.”

I nodded but couldn’t hold the thought that this might
just push Jay out the door and into a place of his own. “He spoke to me about
renting somewhere. I asked Mason and he said he’d ask around, I’ll get him to
chase it up.”

He smiled and rubbed my thigh, “How are you? Any progress
with Mason?”

I twisted my lips and looked away, knowing Nate would go
ape when he found out. “Ava?” he questioned with caution.

“I, uhh… Well, we’re good.”

He narrowed his eyes with suspicion before he cocked his
head and tilted my chin with a swift flick of his finger, “And?”

“And, uhh, well I kinda’ have a new job.”

His eyes widened with panic and I shook my head, “No, I’m
staying here; it’s just a night job.”

“Right, doing?” he urged, his face still full of wariness
and his eyes questioning.

“I, uhh… well I’m now a… a Madam.”

His face was blank and confused before his eyes widened
and he swallowed harshly. “You… you’re… you… What the hell?”

I beamed at him nervously, trying to get my best friend
to chill and understand I was okay doing this but he sort of choked on a
swallow and burst into a fit of coughing.

I jumped off the desk and slammed my palm repeatedly on
his back, urging the choking to settle but he flustered endlessly, one hand thumping
his chest as his other held on to the edge of the desk.

He eventually calmed and glared at me, his eyes furious
and his face pale and incensed. “What the fuck, Ava? What the hell is that man
playing at?”

A thought occurred to me and I tipped my head with a
frown. “Hang on, how do you know what I’m on about? All I said I was going to
be a Madam, I didn’t tell you where, but you seem to know it will be for
Mason’s place.”

His face paled further and another swallow forced his
Adam’s apple rapidly, but this time it wasn’t shock that did it, it was guilt.

“I, uhh…”

“You knew…” I gasped and his face scrunched with shame.
“You bloody knew! What the hell, Nate? How long?”

He frowned, not understanding my question. “How long have
you known about Allure and Mason’s involvement?”

He pushed his chair back, the wheels squealing and
reminding me to oil them, before he approached the cabinet and pulled out a
brown envelope.

I frowned at him as he handed it to me.

He flicked his head at it and I opened the flap and
pulled out the contents. My breath stunted as I flopped back onto the edge of
the desk for support when my legs wobbled.

“Ava…”

Nate was beside me in seconds, his arm wrapped around my
shoulder, as I squeezed my eyes closed then reopened them, hoping the images
before me vanished.

“What… I don’t understand…”

“Ava, listen to me.” Nate demanded harshly as he pulled
my face around to his stern one. “It isn’t what it looks like. I spoke to him
and I believe him when he says it was innocent.”

I shook my head rapidly, my mouth opening and closing as
I fought for words. “It… it doesn’t look innocent, Nate. It looks like my
husband gave somebody a hand in a threesome for fuck’s sake.”

His eyes flickered across my face before he reached in
and rested his forehead against mine, “You need to talk to him, Ava. Let him
explain, it’s not for me to.”

I scoffed and reared back from him. “You weren’t saying
that a…”

I snapped my jaw shut when I noticed Kade leaning on the
office door, listening to our conversation with narrow eyes.

“Mason at it again, Ava?” he smirked with a slight
triumph in his eyes.

My temper snapped and I stalked across the room to him.
Pulling my fist back, I belted him square in the jaw with force. He fell
backwards, his back slamming on the reception floor as I knelt over him, “That’s
for Greg you arsehole.”

His eyes widened as Nate appeared beside me, “What the
hell, Ava?”

I scoffed, “So you don’t know everything then, Nate. This
fucking twat has been having an affair with Courtney.”

I heard Nate’s deep hiss of air as he stared from me to
Kade, then back to me, “What?”

“Just what I said, he’s been fucking Courtney behind
Greg’s back.”

Kade pulled himself up off the floor and cracked his jaw
back as he glared at me, “This has nothing to do with you, Ava.”

I nodded and pursed my lips, “You weren’t content in just
destroying my relationship then? You had to go after my friend and ruin Greg in
the process.”

He scoffed and shook his head, his eyes lighting with ire
as he came close and thrust his face in front of mine. “You didn’t have
anything to do with it then, Ava? You didn’t open your legs in my pool house
and beg me to fuck you hard?”

My jaw dropped when Nate’s fist grabbed a handful of
Kade’s hair and dragged him along the corridor, “Don’t ever…
ever
talk
to Ava like that again. Get the fuck out and calm down.”

“Fuck you, Ava!” Kade shouted as Nate continued to pull
him.

“You already did, arsehole!” I retorted as my chest
heaved with my anger.

I slammed Nate’s office door in temper as Kade’s words and
the photos of Mason beat against my brain, the heavy thud reminding me that
things were far from sorted between any of us.

“Jesus… Fuck.” My fist slammed into the wall, my fury not
gratified from hitting Kade. Why did he rile me so much? Why was I even angry
at what he was doing?

Because Courtney and Greg… and Kade, were my friends,
that’s why. Well, that’s what I would continue telling myself anyway.

“Ava, go home and sort this shit out.” Nate urged as he
entered back into his office and scowled at me, “And I’d appreciate it if you
didn’t go knocking out all my employees.”

I poked my tongue out at him which caused his lips to
twitch, “Jesus, you’re a hard bitch.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed, “Wouldn’t you be if you
lived with Mason?”

He pulled a face of agreement before he scowled at me,
“Uhh, where’s my treats?”

I shook my head but smiled, “Top drawer of my desk, just
leave me a cheese straw. I haven’t had one yet.”

He grinned widely, “Of course, sweetheart. You know I
will.”

I puffed out a deep rush of breath, “Yeah, sure.”

He beamed again with a wink as he picked up his phone and
dialled Liv to come and man the phone’s whilst I sorted more shit in my life.

A never-ending pile of the bloody stuff.