Stoned (The Stone Series) (33 page)

“I’m still fucking waiting and you may have noticed I am not a very patient man when it comes to Mark if it also involves you” he growls at me with his jaw clenched tight.

“Okay, okay, calm down. My God, have you had your blood pressure checked because you’re going to…” he cuts me off when he grabs me and pulls me over his knee in a warning.

“Okay, alright. Let me go” I continue and he thankfully places me gently back on my still sore ass next to him. “Geez, in front of Mac and Dominick? Really?”

“Don’t test me” he warns, “I will take you over my knee in front of them again and this time I will spank you on your bare ass.”

It’s time for me to own up or take my spankings like a big girl. I decide breaking my silence is better than being spanked in front of the security team.

“One night when you were away Mark came into Hard as Stone. I don’t know how long he was there but during my set he got close enough to the stage for me to see him.
I stopped dancing and ran off the stage as fast as I could, I should have gone backstage but instead I tried to run through the audience. Mark grabbed me and whispered “Sleep tight” before two body guards grabbed him. I was so scared I just stood there and Clark came and took me to the bar and gave me a drink. He told me it happens to all the girls, he thought he was just some crazy guy. He said he’d never get in again because there’s a list on the computer or something.”

It looks as if Damian’s head might explode.

“I want him found. Now!” Damian yells at Mac and Dominick as he ushers me from the car and slams the door. “That motherfucker.”

My brain is starting to put things together on the ride up in the elevator.

“So you own Hard Bodies and the salon I went to also then?”

“If you went to Smooth as Stone, yes I own them both. Why?”

“What else do you own besides what I already know about?” I ask out of curiosity.

“
Cold as Stone, it’s an ice cream frozen yogurt place and I was closing on a deal apparently with the devil on a hotel chain. I’m not obviously buying it now but I do still want to get my hands on one, why?”

“I guess I just don’t want any more surprises that’s all.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. You don’t want any more surprises? I thought it was me who had the surprise of his life tonight when I saw you on that stage half fucking naked, in front of a room of horny men.”

He’s being very sarcastic and pissy and I don’t particularly like this side of him. He must sense my annoyance because he nuzzles my neck and inhales my hair as he pulls me into his arms.

“I’m sorry. You’ve already been punished for that, I’ll let it go now. Come; let’s get you into a nice warm bath. I’ll join you; it might help to relax me as well.”

Now, that’s more like it, I like where this is heading. When we arrive in the penthouse I follow him into his bedroom and allow him to lead me into his bath. He lights the candles that are placed throughout the room and then he turns off the lights. He presses a button on his iPod docking station and soothing sounds fill the room. He takes my clothes off of me very slowly savoring the experience and making my anticipation overflow. I am revved up so tight one touch from him in the right place and I am going to explode.

He starts by sliding my shirt over my head. He kisses then nips my right shoulder as he strolls behind me. When he’s completely behind me he pulls me close to his body so I can feel his still naked chest against my back and his building erection growing between us. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me and it’s so good I could cry.

“You looked so fucking sexy with that make up and costume on. I hope I’ll get my own private showing real soon.”

He nuzzles my neck and when he takes my ear into his mouth my knees buckle and my body begs for more. It doesn’t get it, he’s on to me and even though he claims that my punishment has ended I sense this is his sly way of continuing it just a while longer. While still standing behind me Damian pulls my shorts and panties to the ground in one motion, careful not to touch me between my legs. He stands back to examine me and turns me to face him. I put my head down and he uses his finger to lift my chin so I am looking into his eyes.

“Your ass is still a little pink. It looks lovely. Are you still sore there?”

“Not really, maybe only a little when I sit down.”

“I can’t believe how well you took that. I did not go easy on you. Are you sore from all the sex too? I really did not go easy on you at all that last time. I’m sorry, I probably got a little too carried away” he apologizes again.

“I liked it actually. I just wished you would have let me…you know?

“What? Say it Sydney. You wanted to what?”

“Oh, God Damian. I need to come. Please.”

“Naughty Girl” he admonishes with a soft pat to my ass. “Let’s get you into this bath first then we’ll talk about that.”

He runs the water in the freestanding tub that I discover has a heater to heat the water so it won’t get cold while we relax in there. He adds bath oil with the
scent of raspberry, plum, pink pepper and pomegranate mixed with patchouli. The scent is sensual, totally sophisticated and utterly compelling.

“Take my pants off” he commands and I am more than happy to oblige. I slowly undo his belt while holding his eye gaze and biting my lower lip. He leans down and takes my lip out of my teeth with his own, tugging gently then sucking on my lip before his tongue enters my mouth. While we’re kissing I unbutton his pants and I slide my hand into them, feeling the heat from his erection, his steaming steel and silk. Damian moans into my mouth and shifts so I can have easier access. I pull my hand out to undo his zipper and let his pants fall to the ground. He plunges his hands into my hair and begins to suck my neck. His tongue runs over my throat and he softly bites my chin. I put my hands in his tight boxer briefs, on his hips and shove them down as I sink to my knees in front of him. On my way back up I run my tongue the length of his erection and his head falls back involuntarily. Instead of holding me on his erection Damian takes my hand and guides me into the water. “You’re sore and need to relax first” is his explanation.

As I slip under the water the fragrances gently moisturize my skin. The bath oil is lush and softly foaming, it's pure relaxation. Damian slides in across from me and smiles as the warm water relaxes his tension.

“Here, give me your feet” he orders. He takes my feet and as always I become putty in his hands when he touches me.  He gently holds my feet, rotates my ankles clockwise and then counterclockwise. I lay my head back against the tub and close my eyes. “That’s it baby, relax for me. This is going to feel good.”

He places my left foot back down and takes my right foot into both of his hands. He rotates each toe clockwise and then counterclockwise, pulling gently on each. He places my right foot down and takes my left foot into both of his hands. He rotates each toe on that foot first clockwise and then counterclockwise, pulling gently. The contact is making me ache for more.  He places my left foot back into the water and grasps onto my right again. He walks his thumbs back and forth over the soles of my foot, first my right then my left. He pushes deep with his thumbs, working the pressure points, directly beneath the ball of my foot; he moves his thumbs in semicircles, working back and forth horizontally. This reignites the burning flame between my legs and I can’t believe it as its happening but I feel close to having an orgasm. I am getting very hot under my skin. It started in my feet but the sensation has worked its way up between my legs even though his hands have remained at my feet. I can feel the pulsing begin and I know it won’t be long before I break apart and finally find some relief from my pent up frustration. He might be able to make me come just by touching my feet, that’s how good this is. I am slipping very quickly back into what I now know is subspace and I welcome it.

Once both feet have received the same treatment Damian starts with his thumbs on opposite sides of my sole, sliding them toward each other and to the opposite side of my right foot. He moves slightly down and brings them back agonizingly slow. He continues this torture until he reaches my heel. I open my eyes to look at him and moan out loud at the sight of him with my foot in his hands, the pleasure he brings to my body with just his fingers is incredible, and those fingers haven’t touched any other part of me other than my feet.

Damian smiles. “I’m taking it you like this?”

“Yes, good.”

“Good enough to make you come?” he asks and I look at him shocked. How would he know that I’m on the brink?

“I’ve made you come enough times in the past twenty-four hours to know the signs, baby. You get flushed; you start to squirm like you are right now and that sweet moan of yours gives you away. I’m guessing you’re starting to feel the rush of heat course through your body? Maybe it started in your feet where my hands and fingers have been but I’m guessing it’s traveled up your leg” he runs his toe up my leg as he says this. “And by now I bet your pussy is wet for me and pulsing its need, isn’t it?” he asks as he slips his big toe inside me and starts on the other foot. “You’re sinking into subspace aren’t you?”

I gasp because I have no doubt that he can make me come right here, right now just like this with only his toe. Shameful but so true.

He removes his toe with a smirk on his face knowing full well the torture he’s putting me through. He interlaces his fingers, resting them on the top of my right foot with his thumbs on my sole. He slides his hands up and down over my whole foot, applying pressure with his thumbs. Then he places his fingertips in the channels on the top of my foot, gently sliding all four of his skilled fingers up and down between them. My left foot gets the same sweet treatment.

When he starts at the outside of my ankle, where the muscle meets the bone and glides his thumb along that line all the way up my shin, applying slight pressure I want to scream, instead I try begging, “Please, Day. Please I want... fuck me…please...have to come.”

“All in good time, baby, all in good time. You know the saying good things come to those who wait don’t you?”

“Argh” escapes me as he starts at the outside of my right ankle, in the same spot where the muscle meets the bone and glides his thumb along that line all the way up my right shin. He continues to massage my calves and shins then works his way up to my thighs. When he spreads my legs I almost scream, “Thank God” but before I have the chance he stops and sits back across from me smiling. Oh, I want to smack that smirk off of his face.

“Come now, I want to have a look. See if I can allow you to come yet” he says as he stands and exits the tub.

I climb out behind him in a fog and I allow him to wrap a soft plush white towel around me. It feels warm from the heater and soft against my skin. My ass doesn’t hurt anymore even when the towel rubs against it. He leads me into the bedroom and motions for me to lay on the bed.

“Lie back and open your legs for me. I want to look at your pussy, I want to see if you can wait just a little bit longer.”

“No…can’t wait” I murmur as I do as he says and lay back on the bed, slowly letting my legs fall open. He gently touches my stomach, barely touching me with the tips of his fingers. He trails his fingers all the way down my body until he reaches the top of my vagina. Ooh, I pray for just one quick flick of my clitoris, please, but he’s careful to avoid it. He runs his index finger gently down my right lip then my left saying, “Hmm, you are very wet.” The air escapes through his teeth as he says, “Ooh, poor baby, you are so swollen with want aren’t you?” He then pinches first one then the other lip between his thumb and finger making me squirm and moan. If he pinches my clit I’m done for. But he’s careful to avoid contact with it, knowing it will set me of like a rocket. When he puts the tip of his index finger at my opening I squeal with delight but he doesn’t plunge it in like I so need him to do, instead he makes a few slow circles then removes it.

“You are so wet and ready for it, aren’t you, baby? Tell me what you need, Sydney. Tell me how much you want it. I love that you’re starting to talk dirty to me.”

“Want you…need you..Please Damian, you.”

“That’s right angel. You need me to make you come don’t you; you’ll never be able to sleep like this. And I’m the only one who can bring you the relief and pleasures you’re craving right now, just me” he says as he brings his mouth over mine and kisses me. I am once again disappointed when he pulls away and climbs off the bed.