The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (130 page)

“Yes,” I answered simply.

“You wanna taste me, Ava? You want my cum running down your delicious throat?” His breathing was heavy now as were his eyelids.

“Yes,” I repeated firmly as I watched him masturbate in front of me. I moaned at the sight of him, my internal walls clenching in anticipation.

“Pull up your skirt and show me your luscious cunt,” he growled as his hand action got faster and his breathing turned into short sharp pants.

I splayed my fingers over each hip and slowly and torturously gathered my skirt up, pulling it up inch by inch.

He groaned as he reached fever pitch. “On your knees and open your mouth wide for me baby.”

I dropped before him, tilting my head back as I opened my mouth wide. His other hand grabbed my hair tightly, positioning me where he needed me. “You want it Ava, you want my hot salty cum?” he growled and I knew he was near.

“Yes Mason, give it me. I want it on my face, down my throat, every single fucking drop.”

His hand tightened even more and he thrust his cock into my mouth and filled it with his spunk, jerking and pumping it all down my throat. I moaned as I swallowed it all, taking it all for him, for my man. He choked out my name as he squeezed every drop out for me. He bent and licked my chin as a slither dribbled down, my small mouth unable to catch it all before he moved his lips over mine. “Fuck, I taste good on you,” he breathed as he pulled me up and hitched my skirt back down and then proceeded to tidy himself up as he hit the stop button again, startling me as the elevator jerked back to life.

He cupped my face. “I love you my little warrior,” he whispered against my neck before he latched on and gave me the usual territorial mark and bite.

“Is Kade the reason you left the restaurant?” he asked and I nodded. Much to my surprise he didn’t kick off but smiled tenderly at me. “I gather it was Nate’s idea. I think he’d rather see you with his best friend than me,” he admitted bluntly.

I shrugged. “Nate thinks you hurt me too much,” I divulged, deciding for honesty.

“I agree with him.”

I frowned as we reached the ground floor and Mason pulled me through the foyer. “Don’t say that. It’s not like you do it on purpose,” I argued.

He stopped suddenly and turned to me. “I’m going to make it up to you, baby. What I did when you came home was unforgivable, shameful and fucking out of order!”

I sighed. “When did you last take coke?”

He looked away and sucked his lips in. “It doesn’t matter,” he grumbled and I glowered at him.

“Yes it does matter.”

His eyes met mine as he held me in his stare. “Ava, please don’t . . .”

I bit my bottom lip, “Mason, if you can’t be honest with me then we have nothing. I want to help you.”

“Yesterday,” he whispered, his face covered with shame.

I sighed but nodded, “Thank you.”

I took his hand in mine as we neared his car. “Is it bad, the need?”

He bit his bottom lip and then ran his tongue across his teeth. “Yes,” he answered frankly and honestly and I was grateful for that.

I nodded. “Do you need a hit now?”

I tipped my head at him and he studied my face. “Not as much as I need you, baby. When I’m with you everything is different. The urge is greater when I know I’ve hurt you and let you down . . . which is damn near every fucking day lately.”

He sighed as we slipped into his Aston Martin. “Mine or yours?” he asked with a quick glance.

“Mine,” I told him with a wry smile, “My vibrators at mine.”

His face spun to mine and his eyes darkened, his pupils virtually disappearing as he searched my face. “Fuck!” he hissed and grabbed my hand, placing it over his ready erection. I saw the small twitch in his jaw as he pulled in a heavy breath and his foot hit the accelerator.

“How long has Simon worked for you?” I asked as he pulled into the traffic.

He pursed his lips in thought. “About two years. I can’t understand why he would do this.”

I shrugged. “Who knew Dane would behave how he did. Me and Elijah knew somebody was feeding Dane info but I never thought it would be Simon,” I confessed.

Mason turned to look at me, his brow furrowed as he regarded me with curiosity. “You knew we had a leak?”

“Yeah, we figured it out when Greg got hit. Dane should have been long gone before Greg got to the location, it was roughly fifteen minutes after he used the cashpoint. Dane wouldn’t hang about if he knew we were after him. Dane somehow knew Greg was on his own and on his way,”

He took a large swallow with a large breath. “Bastard!” he hissed.

We were silent for a while and I could hear the cogs turning. “Ava, I . . . I’m sorry for what I said. I wasn’t thinking straight and the coke . . . the drugs made me . . . well paranoid and fucking stupid. I know that you didn’t encourage Dane. What he did to you . . . well I’m surprised anyone would have survived it. I’m, well, I’m proud of you,” he struggled, not sure how I would take his admission.

I simply nodded. “I know, I . . . well it was you that got me through,” I confessed and his eyes shot to mine. “I’ll admit that I was ready for giving in, hoping that his hands would tighten more around my neck every time he . . . well I just wanted to . . . you know but it was the thought that you needed me. I knew you would be back on the coke, frantic and out of your mind and I knew I had to get out.”

His hand gripped mine harder. “Greg told me he used, well played with your mind,” he murmured, giving me a quick look before turning back to the road.

“Yeah,” I nodded and he sighed.

“I’m sorry, Ava.”

I nodded. “I know. But I need to ask you something.” I swapped hand positions so I could hold him instead. “I want to finish him when we find him. He’s mine Mason.” He bit his lip but nodded. “I know you want him Mason but I need to do this . . . I need to end my nightmares.”

He frowned. “You have nightmares?” he asked gently and I sighed.

“Who wouldn’t?” He nodded again but remained quiet.

We pulled up in front of the cottage and found Elijah’s car outside. “Damn,” I cursed and Mason frowned at me. “I wanted the afternoon to ourselves.” I shrugged and Mason’s lips twitched as he leaned over.

“And why do you want the house to ourselves Ava?” He nibbled on my neck and spread his hand over my breast, pinching my nipple through my shirt. I moaned and closed my eyes. “What do you want me to do to you, baby?” His voice was no more than a low rumble as his mouth found my ear and he sucked on the lobe. I was already panting in anticipation and need. “Tell me Ava, tell me what you want.”

I groaned louder. “I want you inside me, Mason.” I gasped as he bit down harshly on my jaw.

“Do you want my cock sliding in and out of your hot sweet pussy or your tight arse, Ava?” he whispered as his hand settled on the inside of my thigh.

“Fuck!” I rasped, my throat incredibly dry.

“Tell me where you want it, pounding hard inside you, making you scream in ecstasy.”

I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back. “Both!” I growled and took his mouth under mine. He groaned as my tongue swept across his teeth and I sucked roughly on his tongue as he pinched my nipple harder.

“Inside, now,” he ordered and we both clambered out of the car at speed.

I walked in the house and Elijah appeared before us immediately. “Ava,” he greeted. His eyes flicked behind me to Mason and I was sure I saw something flash across his face.

“You can go,” Mason ordered stiffly to Elijah, who stared at Mason wide eyed.

“I’m sorry but that’s Ava’s decision, Mr Fox,” Elijah responded to Mason’s demand sharply.

“It’s okay Elijah, Mason will stay with me until Frank’s shift starts at six,” I told him as Mason took my hand and started pulling me up the stairs.

“See,” Mason mocked, “You can go.”

I didn’t get chance to say anything else as Mason dragged me behind him and slammed the bedroom door shut behind us.

CHAPTER 10

“TAKE OFF YOUR shirt.”

I smiled at Mason as I turned around, my back facing him as I unbuttoned my blouse slowly. I could hear him breathing behind me and then furrowing through the drawer beside my bed.

I slipped the shirt from my shoulders as I heard him return behind me. I heard his hiss and I flinched, remembering my back was scarred badly. I closed my eyes thinking it wasn’t one of my better ideas to turn my back to him. “Sorry,” I whispered as I started to spin round.

“No,” he ordered sharply, his hot breath tickling the back of my neck.

He unhooked my bra and then swept a fingertip down my spine. He was silent and still for a moment before I felt his mouth on my back as he proceeded to kiss each of my welts and scorch marks.

“My little warrior,” he breathed, the catch in his voice painful to hear as he unzipped my skirt and I felt it tumble to the floor. “You are so beautiful, Ava,” he whispered as he continued to plant tiny wet kisses down my back, over my buttocks and down my leg. He sat and then laid on the floor under my parted legs. “Exquisite.” He smiled up at me, his lips curved into an approved leer. “Sit on my face and ride my tongue, baby,” he snarled and I near collapsed on to him.

I sucked in a large breath and sank down to him, kneeling over him. “Oh Jesus baby, you smell so fucking good.” His hands pulled on my hips, bringing me closer to him and he swept my groove in one swift stroke of his tongue and I groaned loudly. “Oh yeah, so wet for me,” he growled.

I rested my hands on my thighs, gripping my muscles as his tongue entered me, fucking me and tasting me. “You want to taste yourself Ava?”

“Yes.”

He gently slipped his finger inside me then held it up to me. I licked the tip, swirling my tongue around it before I sucked it fully in. “Taste it, baby,” he snarled and I bucked as he flicked at my clit.

He pulled me further open with his fingers and growled. “Fuck you look amazing.”

His licks and strokes got faster and more determined. “Oh God Mason,” I groaned as I reached the peak before the fall.

“Come on baby, give me your orgasm. All over my face, Ava.” His words tipped me over and I cried my release as his tongue thrust inside me as he caught every drop from me. My hands landed on his firm muscled chest to steady myself.

“Fuck,” I breathed.

He slid out from under, much like a mechanic slides from under a car I thought. He grinned up at me as he sat up in front of me. “You want me inside you now, baby?” He licked across my lips and over my jaw before he stood up, picked me up and threw me on the bed where I bounced a couple of times. “Fuck, your tits look great when you did that.” He leaned over, scooped me back up and threw me down again. He grinned at me and I laughed.

“You pervert,” I chuckled and he jumped on top of me, his knees either side of me.

“Your pervert,” he repeated seriously as he held my eyes.

“Mine,” I agreed softly as I cupped his face. He brought his mouth over mine, kissing me tenderly and softly before pulling back and grinning again before he spun me round on the bed and slapped my arse. He reached over and grabbed the things he had placed on the cabinet beside the bed and then nudged my knees up. “Show me that ass, baby,” he growled. I stuck it upwards and wiggled it at him. Dipping his face, he swept his tongue from my clit to my anus and I whimpered as he suddenly slipped into me.

“Oh God,” I groaned as he remained still. I felt him squirt some lube onto my bottom and his fingers as he slowly pulled out of me and pushed back in. There was no rush to him as he continued with his unhurried strokes while he slipped a very slippery finger into my bum.

I hissed at the feeling. “You like that Ava?” he asked and I nodded.

“Yes!” I whispered.

“Wait until my cocks in your arse Ava, the pleasure is amazing,” he rasped as he carried on with his slow lovemaking.

I felt another finger slip in. I moaned loudly when he circled it round, prepping me for him and I pushed towards him, panting in need, “Fuck.”

He pulled out of me and I felt the tip of him nudge against my tightness. “Easy baby,” he encouraged as one of his fingers slid round me and rubbed at my nub, working me into a frenzied mess.

“Mason please,” I begged as I pushed myself back onto him.

“Fuck Ava, you’re so tight,” he groaned as he carried on pushing into me until he was all the way in, the pleasure finally overtaking the pain. We were both panting heavily as he remained still. I rounded my hips, urging him to move. He pulled out slightly then back in and repeated until we were grunting, sweating and panting.

His finger moved from my clit and I whimpered at the loss. “You ready, baby? I’m gonna blow your mind,” he grated and I felt him gently push the vibrator into me.

“Oooh Goddd,” I groaned at the intense feeling.

“Does that feel good Ava? Jesus, I can feel it rubbing against me,” he hissed through his teeth. I nodded, unable to talk. “You want me to fuck you, baby?” he growled and I nodded again. The feeling was intense, sordid but fucking amazing.

“Yes,” I hissed as I slammed back on him, my climax close and spurring me on. “Fuck my ass, Mason,” I snarled and he growled and started moving.

His hand worked the vibrator while he pounded into me and I grabbed the headboard as he worked me up the bed. “Fuck Baby, I need your orgasm now. I’m so close to filling your arse with my cum.” He grabbed my hair with his other hand, yanked me backwards and bit sharply into my shoulder. I slammed back on him, screamed and fell apart as he spurted into me. “FUCK AVA!” he roared as he reared back and pumped into me.

We both collapsed in our climax as it overtook us and jerked uncontrollably and wildly and I’m sure I actually passed out.

“Jesus Christ!” he murmured into my back. I just mumbled a weird noise and he started laughing.

“You fucking amaze me Ava Stone.” He bit my shoulder tenderly and I just panted. “Are you okay, baby?” he asked with a slight tremor.

I mumbled something incoherent. I felt him slip out and remove the toy as he rolled down beside me and swept my hair off my face “Ava?” he asked, now showing a lot of concern in his eyes.

I stared at him then grinned, a huge happy beam and he laughed. “I’ve fucking broke you,” he chuckled and I nodded.