Finding Stone (The Stone Brothers Series) (Volume 1) (9 page)

On my drive home, I am plagued by so many thoughts. I feel completely out of control. Never in my life have I felt like this. I try to figure out what I can before I get there, because I have no idea what I want to say to her. I do not want to date her. No. She is all of the things I avoid in a woman. Molly is impulsive, immature, and likes to be the center of attention.

Girls who shake their asses for anyone aren't my usual type. It's probably because I see the way men look at her that makes me want to conquer her. Sure, I've had feelings that confused me. I know that it was because of the emotional situation we were in. How do I tell her I just want to fuck her? This is essentially what it boils down to. She is someone I need to fuck. It doesn't seem like she's with anyone.

Maybe she's like me; maybe she's a one and done kind of person too. Feeling more confident that sleeping with her will cure my sudden case of obsessive disorder, I pull into the parking garage. This evening might be salvaged after all.  

The elevator door opens into my penthouse, I first notice Evan at the bar, eating a sandwich. Without a word, he grabs his sandwich and leaves. I notice the fabulous Chicago skyline, but there by the window, I see her. In that moment, she takes my breath away.

I take a moment to watch her since she doesn't realize I'm here yet. I start to walk towards her and it's all I can do to not touch her.

I startle her when I start speaking. "Molly thanks for coming over. You've been avoiding me. I wanted us to have a chance to talk privately."

"Getting your brother to do your dirty work and kidnap me is how you decide to talk privately? You know there are phones for that," she snaps. I can't hide my laugh. I shrug my shoulders. Pissed off Molly is sexy Molly.

"No. You have a habit of storming off. Anyways, you would have just hung up on me."

"Just hush and start talking. I want to go home," she insists.

"Would you like a drink?" I ask.

"Dammit, Noah! NO, just get this over with." I'm not ready to say what I want to say, but here it goes.

I have no idea what he is about to say. I do know that it's a turning point for us. Good or bad.

"Molly… that kiss. It replays over and over in my mind. The way I felt when your body was pressed against mine. It felt right. I am a very private person. You make me feel out of control. I don't do out of control. Yet, here I stand and all I can think about is how badly I want to kiss you, lick you, fuck you; how desperate I am to consume you, but just for one night. Now, tonight.

He got right down to it. My panties are soaked. My stomach is fluttering, in a good way. I have to remind myself to breathe. No one has ever spoken to me like that. No one has ever looked at the way he is looking at me right at this moment. I feel like if I take one step, I will fall. Do I want to take that risk? Do I want to find myself falling into Noah?

"Let me see if I understand what you are saying to me, you want one night with me? No questions, no commitments, just sex?" I ask.

"Yes," he answers and I see the hunger in his eyes. I can hear the desire in that one simple word.

I didn't think that for my first time I would be agreeing to a one-night stand, but with the way he's looking at me. How can I say no?

This is what I have been looking for. I want to experience something beautiful, something passionate. I know Noah can give that to me.

I wonder if I should tell him that I'm a virgin. Would that make him change his mind like Jeremy did? I don't want him to look or feel any differently than the way he is now.

He's protected me. Right now, he is making me feel beautiful. For one night, I want him. I can do this. In that moment, I decide that I won't tell him. I don't want to be turned away ever again, especially not by Noah.  

Shit! I can’t say yes. Besides covering me during the shooting, he has been nothing but an asshole to me. Noah is a gorgeous man. The moment I laid eyes on him, I felt chemistry. God, I am so confused. Maybe he can give me the answers I’ve been wanting.

I am patiently waiting for an answer. What if she says no? I didn’t factor that into this night. I can tell she is giving this a lot of thought. I can’t wait any longer.

“Molly?”

“I’m sorry. It’s a lot to consider.” She says nervously.

“What’s there to consider? It’s simple Molly. Do you want to fuck me? To have a night with me?”

“Why me? I mean you’ve made your feelings for me clear. I’m an immature stripper who’s an idiot. I saw the way Dr. Grant looked at you. So I know you can have sex when you want.” Dammit. I don’t want to answer this question.

“Molly, Who I have sex with is my business. I don’t fuck and tell Molly.”

“Fair enough. I should go. Thanks for the offer. Really. I’m flattered.” I can tell she is anything but flattered.

“Alright.” I try to not sound defeated. It’s impossible not to. I’m well aware I’ll be jerking off at the thought of her for a lifetime.

“Good night Dr. Stone. How do I get home from here?”

“I can take you.”

“Uh. No thanks. I can call a cab.”

“You’re not taking a cab Molly.”

“Why?”

“I was wondering if you’d stay for a late dinner. We could talk. There is a great Italian place that delivers until midnight.”

“Dr. Stone. I’d like to leave.” Fuck I don’t want her to leave. This has to happen between us.

“Molly if I agree to answer the why me question. Would you agree to dinner?”

Crap. I want to hear the real why. It isn’t a single kiss that has made him act the way he does towards me. I should go. Oh my God. This is so confusing. If I am being honest with myself, I want Noah too. I’ve saved myself for passion. Noah is capable of hot raw passion.

“Go ahead. I’d like to know the real reason why. More than a single kiss Noah.” He runs his hand through his hair.

“What would you like to eat?”

“Seriously? I’m not eating. I am willing to hear you out.”

“I’m confused. The kiss is a big reason I want to do this. I’ve thought a lot about that kiss. It left me wanting more.”

“You yelled at me tonight. You didn’t acknowledge me. Yet you had your brother kidnap me.” he starts laughing. Asshole.

“Fuck. Molly I went to the bar tonight because I knew you’d be there. Maddox called and said you were dressed sexy. You’ve been on my mind since that first day at the bar. I thought fucking you would put an end to the fantasies.” The first day? He felt it too then? My nipples are hard, and I can feel myself getting wet and tingly.

I just revealed everything. Will it help? I fucking hope so.

“I have one more question.”

“Shoot. Nothing left to hide after my last statement.”

“Here is my dilemma. We work together. I’m worried that you won’t take me seriously at work. I need to know that during work we can stay professional. Can you promise me that this night doesn’t change our working relationship? ”

“Do you want me to answer this honestly?”

“Yes.”

“All I want from tonight is to get you out of my fantasies. I hope after I’ve had you we can move passed this sexual tension. Yes, I know you feel it too.”

“Your confidence is not lacking that’s for sure.”

“It’s the truth. I see you adjusting in your seat. Can’t get comfortable can you? My guess is you’re wet. Don’t worry, my dick is like steel right now.”

He is totally right. I am holding my thighs together. I’ve been imagining what it’d feel like to have his tongue all over me, to have his dick inside me.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” He asks looking for confirmation.

"Yes, Noah, I agree to one night." He growls and storms over to me. He picks me up and wraps one strong arm around my back while his other hand grabs my ass. I am so turned on that I feel like the slightest touch will make me cum. He is kissing down my neck, biting softly. I feel him moving us. Looking around I realize that he has brought us to his bedroom.

I am a ball of nerves. Panic creeps in. Am I supposed to undress myself? Should I undress him? Thankfully, he commands the situation. He shrugs out of his shirt. He's so beautiful.

His abs show incredible dedication. He has that sexy V that all of my smutty books talk about. Very little chest hair, but enough to show he is a man. I take my time as I look down his body. Oh yes, he's definitely all man.

He stalks towards me. "Do you like what you see?" he asks in a sexy voice.

"Umhmm," I groan and I feel like my inexperience is showing.

"Stand up and take off your dress for me Molly. Slowly. I want to enjoy the show. I want to see what I'm going to be kissing, licking, and fucking."

Insecurities flood me. Is it too late to YouTube sexy strip tease dances? I can do slow, but only because I know I will be talking myself into lifting every inch of fabric. I start raising it slowly. I can do this; I will just close my eyes and pretend that I'm out dancing.

"Look at me, Molly. I want you to see my lust, how badly I want you, and with each surprise you uncover."

All right. I can do this. I look into his black eyes. They seem to almost have a glow now. I start lifting my dress. As I expose my panties I hear, "Fuck me. I can't wait to taste you." I have never been this turned on; I am one dirty word away from cumming. I continue up, now showing my stomach and then my breasts. I forgot my dress had a shelf bra. I have one less layer of fabric. I am now barring myself to him. I want to lower my dress. I have to look away.

He rushes to me and pushes me down onto the bed. "Enough. I can't be patient when you look like that." He kisses my mouth. Deep. He's devouring me. I know he meant it when he said he wanted to consume me.

He slowly makes his way to my neck planting urgent kisses along each side.

"You smell like strawberries. Strawberries are my favorite, Molly."

I moan. He makes me feel beautiful. Sexy. Perfect. I feel a wave of emotions. Saddened that this will be our one time together, I am ready to give this man all of me. I place my hands on his back. I run my fingers softly over his muscles. He shivers and tightens his hands on me. He will show me passion. I will show him tender. It's all I know.

He reaches my breast. I hear him take a deep breath. He sucks my nipples. He bites down hard enough to send a feeling of anticipation shooting straight between my legs. He rolls my other nipple between his finger and thumb. Pinching it. Another shock shoots through me, just enough pain to give me pleasure. Moaning, I realize I'm squeezing my legs together, trying to find some kind of relief to the pressure building.

"Open your legs for me, Molly." I open them and feel a dam of wetness pooling. Immediately, I close them again. I feel embarrassed.

"Molly. Open your legs. Don't be shy. Not here. Not with me. Now open your legs and show me your hot, wet pussy."

I feel like I'm on fire. I open my legs and expose my most private part. With one touch, I feel like he will burn me up.

Christ. She is so wet, so hot. I know her pussy will be my heaven as well as my hell. Just her reaction to my touch makes me want to cum. Again; she makes me want to lose control. I just hope after I have her, I can let her go. I hope after tonight that I will have her out of my fantasies.

I can smell the sex coming off of her. I wasn't lying when I said she smelled of strawberries. Sex and strawberries, my new favorite scent.

I kiss my way down her body. Nipping, sucking, and licking as I go. I want to mark her somewhere. I want her to think of me every time she sees it. I want her to remember how I made her feel.

"Please, Noah."

"Please what, Molly? Tell me what you want me to do."

I hope she wants me to taste her. I can hardly wait to get my first taste.

"I want… I want you to touch me there, lick me there." She is just pointing in the direction of her pussy. YES!

"Where Molly, here?" I lower my head and touch my lips to her pussy and then start licking, slowly lapping. She lets out a soft moan.

She screams out "yes" as I continue to devour her. The way she's responding, the ways she's moaning is killing me. My dick is so hard it's hurting.

"Molly, you taste amazing. Open your eyes, look at me, watch me fuck you with my tongue and my fingers." She props herself up perfectly displaying her splendid tits. I could die right now and die happy. She looks almost embarrassed. Why? She also looks turned on. Her skin is flushed and her lips are slightly parted.

I slip one finger in and out of her warm tight pussy. I can only imagine how she will feel with my dick inside of her.

I don't think I have ever been with anyone this tight. I keep sliding my finger in and out. My tongue starts going from lazy to fast strokes. I put another finger in but she clinches as if it hurts. I know I have to prepare her for me.

"You okay, baby?" I ask. I can feel her walls spasm around my finger. "Yes. Please don't stop. I'm about to cum."

"Yeah baby, I can feel it. Cum for me, soak my fingers." I increase the speed and pressure on her clit. She jerks up off the bed.

Her hands grab my hair and pull.

"Noah..." She moans in a whisper. I thought I wanted to hear her scream my name, but her whisper in this very intimate moment will play in my dreams repeatedly. I will never forget it.

I can't wait to be inside her. I stand up and pull my jeans and boxers off in one pull.

I start to reach for a condom in my nightstand. Molly stands up and comes toward me. She gently touches my dick. It makes me feel like a teenage boy. I grab her hand. I watch her as she gets on her knees. I try to pull her up.

"Baby, as much as I want your mouth on my dick, not now. I can't want another moment."

Molly just looks up at me with those beautiful eyes and says, "You know how you wanted to taste me?" I nod.

"Well, if all we have is one night then I want to taste you too. All of you, Noah.” I nod because she's right.

I can't find my voice and if I did, I'm afraid I would ask for more.