The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (47 page)

His words were hitting my arousal hard and I dropped my head back and brought my feet up to rest them on the edge of the worktop. “Lick me, Mason” I demanded.

He gave me a slow smile, the longing in his face spurring me on and I lifted my hips encouraging him in. He lowered his head and his tongue swept the length of my groove causing me to hiss, “Yes, Mason. Like that!”

I gripped the edge of the island as his tongue entered me and then swept up to my inflamed clit, circling it slowly. “Mason please, I need to come” I begged and I jolted when he nipped my nub with his teeth.

His hands gripped my thighs, holding me down as he ravaged my sensitive spot. I was panting heavily as his fingers slipped into me and I growled as my orgasm hit, “Fuck! Yes!” I screamed, bucking widely.

Mason snarled, raising himself back up to me. “God! Your cum tastes good,” he breathed against my lips. “Taste it” he demanded and kissed me savagely.

His erection was straining against the crotch of his jeans and I fumbled roughly to free it. “Wait” he said sharply, “Bed Ava?”

“Yes Mason, I need to feel you inside me.”

He groaned before lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he took the stairs two at a time as though I weighed nothing.

Kicking the bedroom door open he flung me on the bed and went to retrieve a condom from his drawer.

“Strip” I told him, licking my lips in hunger at the sight of him. He lifted his T-shirt over his head, displaying his glorious chest and stomach.

My eyes heated at the sight of him and he grinned smugly as he slipped off his jeans and shirt. “
Jesus
” I breathed at the display; his massive erection was pumped to an extreme. I swirled my finger, encouraging him to turn around.

He indulged me and as I saw his arse my breath caught, it was magnificent; tight and firm and I groaned. He spun back around and stalked over to me, a lazy smile on his face as he scanned my naked body.

He crawled over me, bringing his mouth to mine, this time tenderly kissing me and stroking my cheek. “You are so beautiful, Ava” he said softly.

“I need to tell you something, Mason.” I swallowed.

He frowned, his finger tracing my lips. “What is it?” He looked concerned and he pulled back a little.

“I uhh . . . I haven’t well . . . I haven’t had sex for a while and I need you to . . .”

He pressed his finger against my lips. “Shush, I’ll be gentle, I promise.”

I exhaled heavily, nodding my head. “Thank you” I whispered and cupped his face.

He kissed me tenderly, his tongue sweeping mine as his fingers gently caressed my breasts, rolling my nipples lightly. “Mason please, I need you” I breathed. He knelt in between my thighs, tore the silver foil packet and rolled on the condom.

He leaned back down, nibbling my neck tenderly as his hands worshipped my body. “You ready, Ava?” he asked, his breaths low and heavy.

I nodded and he nudged into me gently, inch by inch as his eyes never left mine. I groaned and arched my back, my eyes fluttering closed. “Look at me, Ava” he commanded gently. “Open your eyes, baby” he whispered as he sank deeper into me.

“Oh God, Mason,” I panted as our eyes connected.

“Jesus Ava, you’re so tight.” He pushed all the way in and held still. I was grateful for his control when he remained motionless and never left my gaze. “You okay?” he grated through his teeth.

I nodded and rolled my hips, urging him to move. He pulled out slowly and pushed back in and I lifted up to meet him. “More” I moaned and he thrust a little harder.

“Fuck, Ava. You feel amazing.” He groaned and I gripped his backside, encouraging him to speed up.

“I’m okay, Mason.” I groaned loudly as he thrust harshly.

“You like that, Ava? You want it hard?” He growled as my fingernails clawed his back.

“Yes Mason, Harder! Fuck me harder.”

My arousal was surging and I reached down, grabbing his shaft at the base, feeling him sinking in and out of me. “Christ,” he grunted. “I need you to come, Ava.”

He sped up, pummelling me harder. I removed my hands and gripped his arse as I climaxed violently, screaming his name. He gripped my hair and erupted inside me, filling the condom to its capacity with his hot cum.

“
AVA!”
he roared as he bared his teeth, his orgasm so ferocious he bucked wildly into me as a deep feral sound erupted from him. It was so fucking hot, the sound dragged my orgasm out, its intensity blinding me and squeezing my lungs.

He rested his forehead against mine as we both panted forcefully.

He finally pulled out of me and rolled over, pulling me with him, huddling me into him and enveloping me with his powerful arms. “You okay? I wasn’t too rough?” he asked gently, stroking my back.

“Yeah, I’m good. I’d say I’m thoroughly fucked.” I gasped, still fighting for breath.

He laughed loudly. “You and me both. Wow, I think I exploded.”

I nodded. “I’m never like that. I’ve never been that vocal, you bring out my wicked side,” I confessed.

He laughed. “Well don’t stop. I like it your dirty talk.” He grinned into my hair, his fingers gently drawing circles on my back as mine played with his fine chest hair.

We lay silent for a while, both getting our breathing under control. “Please don’t leave,” he whispered and I stilled. “Why, Ava?” he asked softly. I sighed and moved out of his embrace, sitting on the edge of the bed, facing away from him.

“I . . . Mason, there’s a lot you don’t know about me. I’m damaged and because of that I can’t be hurt,” I admitted. He rolled over and spanned me from behind, my back to his chest as his legs flanked mine and his arms encircled me.

“Ava . . . I don’t usually do relationships but with you I . . . I want to try,” he professed as he kissed my head. “I want you to talk to me Ava, tell me what you’ve been through and let me in.” He sighed and I cloaked his arms with mine.

“Mason . . . I want to try too but I don’t know if I can. I’m scared.” A tear dropped and rolled down my cheek.

“Ava please, give us a chance. I’ve never felt like this about anyone and I can’t let you go. I won’t let you go. I’ve felt like this for months now.”

I turned and straddled his thighs, cupping his face and kissed him affectionately. “Okay.” I smiled gently.

He grinned widely, excitement lighting his eye and pulled me close, stroking my hair. “I promise I won’t hurt you Ava, but you have to learn to trust me,” he appealed and I nodded.

“No other women though Mason, I can’t endure that.”

He frowned and his thumb swept across my lip. “I wouldn’t do that to you, Ava and hell; you’ve ruined me for everyone else anyway. After making love to you nobody else comes close, you are mind-blowing.” He declared as he pulled me back on the bed, spooning me from behind.

We lay there dozing, both lost in our own thoughts as we clung to each other, both afraid to let go.

CHAPTER 13

“YOU HUNGRY, BABY?” Mason asked into my hair.

“Mmm,” I replied. “I take it you want something making Mason.” I chuckled when I felt his grin against my head.

“You know me so well already.”

I shook my head and climbed out of bed, looking for something to wear. “T-shirts, bottom drawer,” Mason stated. I grabbed a soft, thin blue one and pulled it over my head. I sighed at the smell of Mason on the shirt, already highly aware of his own personal scent.

He grinned at me. “You look good in my shirt, it shows you are mine” he said sternly. Mr Dominant now coming forward but instead of angering me it made me feel his and I glowed inwardly.

I walked over to him and stroked his cheek. “Yours” I uttered.

He pulled me down, kissing me passionately. “Mine,” he repeated.

I smiled. “Anything specific you want to eat, sir?” I asked and his lips twitched, a twinkle in his eye.

“You’re learning wench.” He sat up and put his arms around me, his hands resting on my bottom and he squeezed. “Anything will do.”

I leaned down and kissed him quickly then made my way to the kitchen.

I was stood at the worktop making us both a sandwich and coffee and as I turned to grab a tray, Dane was stood leaning lazily against the doorframe, watching me with a glint in his eye.

I jumped and shot backwards.

He pushed off the frame and strolled towards me. “I must say, Ava; you look hot in one of Mason’s shirts. You have fantastic legs,” he smirked as he continued towards me.

I gulped loudly. As he reached the island he leant his elbows on it and rested his chin in his hands, watching me intently.

“Can I get you anything, Dane?” I asked, not wanting to be rude to Mason’s best friend.

He raised an eyebrow, insinuating that he’d taken my question out of context. I was growing angry, it was obvious I had just slept with his best friend and he was hitting on me.

“A coffee, or I can fetch Mason?” I snapped.

He grinned. “Fiery little thing aren’t you. I take it you and Mason are fucking now?” he smirked and I recoiled.

“Dane!” Mason barked from the doorway. “Talk to her like that again and I’ll split your fucking face,” he snarled.

Dane stood and held his hands up in surrender. “Fuck me, relax Mason. I get it; don’t hit on your girl. That’s a first, you usually like to share,” he sniggered.

Mason shot forward, grabbed Dane by the throat and slammed him up against the wall. “Be very careful, Dane” he snarled, tightening his grip.

I rushed over and grabbed Mason’s arm. “Mason leave it, it’s fine,” I urged.

He pushed off, leaving Dane slumped against the wall then turned and ran his fingers through his hair, highly agitated.

“Jesus Christ, Mase. What the hell is wrong with you?” Dane grumbled, rubbing his neck. “Ring me when you’ve calmed down, we need to talk,” he bit out and stomped out, slamming the front door loudly.

Mason was breathing heavily, his face tight and a fire in his eyes. “Hey” I said softly, embracing him.

He sighed into me and held me tight. “Sorry about him, he can be a dickhead,” he apologised and dipped his nose in my hair, inhaling deeply. “You have gorgeous hair, Ava.” He ran his fingers through it. I felt him relax as I leaned back and pulled his mouth onto mine, kissing him softly as he moaned into me.

I pulled back, “Food! I’m hungry.” I pursed my lips and he suddenly grew intense.

His eyes darkened and penetrated mine. “I’m in love with you, Ava” he declared suddenly.

I inhaled sharply, my heart slamming violently against my chest. “Wow” I exclaimed. I ran my finger across his jaw. “I’ve been in love with you for a while Mason,” I confessed.

He hissed at my revelation before his mouth collided with mine in an intense and fervent kiss, claiming me as his. His hands swept up my T-shirt and his thumb flicked my pert nipple. I groaned and he drew my tongue into his mouth, sucking it harshly as he pinched my nipple and rolled it between his thumb and finger.

My hand reached down and traced his cock through his shorts. He growled and pulled back, spinning me round and pushing me against the island, lifting my shirt over my ass.

“Hold on Ava, I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast,” he snarled and impaled me in one hard thrust.

I yelled out and slammed back against him. “Own me, Mason, fuck me like I’m yours.”

His hand gripped my hair and he pulled my head back, his mouth on my neck, “You are mine, Ava.” He pounded into me as I gripped the edge of the unit, struggling as my hands sweated profusely.

“God, you feel so good, baby. So hot and tight inside me.”

I groaned, pushing back against him. “Bite me!” I ordered.

He growled as his fingers gripped my hair and pulled my head back sharply. “You want my teeth sinking in your soft neck, Ava?” he grated through his clenched jaw.

“Fuck yes!” I hissed and screamed with pleasure at the painful arousal that surged through me when his teeth barely pierced my skin.

“Yes Mason, I’m gonna come,” I cried out.

He growled and slammed into me hard. “Come on Baby, I need to feel your cum on my cock.”

I yelled his name as I was overwhelmed, my legs buckling under me but his arms circled me, holding me up as he struggled to support us in his own powerful orgasm.

“Fuck! Ava” he roared loudly as he gripped me tightly and pumped every drop into me.

My eyes widened. “Shit, Mason! Condom!”

He stilled, “Fuck Ava, I’m sorry. I was too damn pumped . . . Shit!”

I pulled away and turned round. “We’ll deal with it but I need to know if you’re clean Mason.” I cringed awkwardly.

He cupped my face. “I’ve never had sex without a condom Ava, never, but I’ve just had a medical and it was clear. I don’t know what came over me, it’s like I have no control around you. Although I admit skin on skin was amazing, I felt every part of you gripping me, you feel so good.”

He grinned and I laughed. “Now can we eat?” I smirked.

* * *

We both sat on the couch eating, me still in his shirt and him still in his shorts, both at ease with each other. “I met your sister today,” I admitted hesitantly.

He glanced at me and took another bite of his sandwich, “Really?”

I nodded, placing my plate on the coffee table and bringing my finger to my mouth, nervous of his reaction.

“We had lunch.” I smiled, “She’s lovely. We bonded instantly.”

He finished his sandwich and placed his plate on top of mine then gripped my finger and pulled it away from my mouth, placing it to his lips and kissing it. “Why are you nervous, Ava?”

I shrugged, “I just thought you might be mad because we had met without telling you.” I lowered my gaze.

“Ava? Do I scare you?”

I quickly looked at his face. “No! No. It’s just sometimes you kind of seem angry with me,” I confessed quietly, shifting nervously beside him.

“I’m not mad you met my sister,” he stated. “I’m glad you and Kerrie are getting to know each other.” He cocked his head. “Did she tell you?” he asked and I frowned.

“Tell me what?” I asked confused.

He sighed heavily and looked out of the window, his face shut down. “She has breast cancer,” he told me softly.

I gasped. “Oh God! No, she never said.” I gripped his hand and he pulled me to him, his need showing on his tight face. “Oh Mason, I’m so sorry.”