The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone (92 page)

As soon as we were in the back of the car, Kade’s mouth latched back on to my throat and he kissed, sucked and bit gently on me all the way home.

I was so turned on, my desperate need for him had me cupping his hard erection through his trousers in the back of the car and sweeping my nails over his length. “
Jesus, Ava
” he hissed. I was thoroughly pleased when we pulled up outside my house.

Kade didn’t wait for the driver as he pulled me out of the car and up the path. “Keys, Ava,” he practically snarled. I scurried rapidly through my bag and as soon as I pulled them free, he grabbed them and unlocked the door, pulled me over the threshold and slamming the door shut behind us, pushed me up against it and kissed me hungrily; his tongue exploring my mouth eagerly as he bent down, swept me up and carried me upstairs.

Standing me upright in the middle of my bedroom he trailed his finger along the edge of my dress and over the swell of my breasts. My breath hitched as he traced the edge of my dress all the way round to the back and started to slowly undo the corset of my dress.

“I like this,” he said. “It makes me hard having to unwrap you, knowing how beautiful you are under this dress.”

I was practically panting. “Can’t you go any faster?”

He chuckled as his mouth skimmed my back and he made his way down the fastenings, revealing my pale skin as he went. “God I missed the taste of your skin, Ava. So soft and creamy.”

I was melting and I knew one touch from him and I was going to explode, his words had always ignited my arousal.

He finally undid the last tie and his hands came up to my shoulders as his mouth kissed my neck. He pushed my dress down my arms and trailed his tongue down the length of my spine as he slid my dress down with him.

“Oh God, Kade,” I panted as his tongue dipped into the crease of my bum.

My dress was now in a pool around my ankles. He swept back up, spun me round and kissed me hard, his lips crashing over mine and his teeth biting at my lower lip. I frantically scrambled at his tie, pulling at the knot and I was just about to throw it on the floor when he took it from me and threw it on the bed.

I frowned but didn’t give it a second thought as his teeth latched over my rigid nipples through the lace of my bra. I moaned and thrust my breast further into his greedy mouth causing him to bite harder. “Fuck yes, bite me hard, Kade.”

His hands jerked round to my bum as he dug his fingers into my soft flesh as he bit hard on the swell of my breast then kissed the mark gently, swiping his hot tongue across it.

I was now hastily unbuttoning his shirt in a desperate need to touch his skin and as soon as I pushed his shirt from him, my tongue was circling his nipple, my fingers fidgeting with his belt and then his zip was been forced down.

His hands had settled on my head as I licked my way down his hard chest and over his abs. “Ava,” he groaned as I pulled his trousers and shorts down, freeing his swollen cock.

I dropped to my knees and my mouth trailed over the black sprinkling of hair that led to his trimmed pubic hair. I groaned in ecstasy as I flicked my tongue over the head of him and his hips jerked at the touch.

I slid my lips around him and lowered my mouth down the length of him, taking him deep. “
Fuckkkkk
” he hissed. My hands slid behind him and cupped his tight buttocks as I moved my mouth over him.

His fists grabbed my hair and he pushed himself further into my mouth. “Take all of me, Ava,” he growled. I slid to the tip of him, bared my teeth and grated them down his velvety skin.

“Stop!” he snapped, placing his hands under my armpits and lifted me up. His mouth met mine again as he slowly pushed me backwards until the back of my knees hit the bed and he lowered me onto it. “Slide up the bed, sweetheart,” he said. I did as he asked so my head was on the pillow and I lay flat on the bed.

He placed his hand over my swollen stomach and grinned at me. “I like this.” His eyes twinkled in delight and I beamed back at him. “Trust me?” he asked. I frowned but nodded. “Good girl.” He smiled, delighted at my answer.

He picked up his tie and wrapped it securely around my wrists and then tied the other end to the headboard.

He stood back and inspected his work. I noticed his cock twitch and grow, if it was possible to swell any more than it already was.

He stretched his body beside me and scooping his finger in the cup of my bra, he pulled the material down, pushing my breast up high. He repeated the motion with my other one and then flicked his tongue over my nipple. “Oh Goddd,” I whimpered.

His fingers teased my other nipple while he worshipped the other one with his tongue. I needed to touch his hot skin but I couldn’t move my hands, yanking at the tie in my desperate need.

“Need to touch me, sweetheart?” he teased and I growled at him. He chuckled and kissed his way over the swell of my belly and down to my groin, biting my knickers and pulling them away from me.

“Very clever,” I grinned as he tugged them down my legs with his teeth. He nibbled his way back up my leg, tracing his tongue over the fold at the back of my knee.

I was breathing heavily and moaning loudly as he got higher and higher. My arousal was flooding me and I was wriggling my hips tempting him to put his mouth where I needed it.

His hands rested on the inside of my thighs and he pushed open my legs. “God, you really are a beautiful sight,” he moaned. His finger trailed the length of my groove as he gently blew on my hot flesh.

I groaned loudly and jerked my hips. “Put your mouth on me, Kade,” I begged as I pulled at my restraints, the need to put my hands in his hair was overwhelming but he just gave me that lazy grin of his and then stroked my sex with his tongue.

“Oh good, God” I practically sobbed.

He sucked gently on my clit as he inserted two fingers inside me and I virtually leapt off the bed.

“Jesus Ava, you’re dripping.” His tongue now flicked at my nub. I exploded violently as his fingers pumped me into a frenzy.

“YES. YES!” I cried as Kade’s tongue thrust inside me to capture my orgasm.

“Fuck, you taste good,” he wheezed as he crawled up the bed, planting small soft kisses all the way upwards then settled himself between my thighs. “You ready for me, Ava?” I whimpered and nodded, having lost the use of my vocal chords.

He took my mouth under his as he thrust into me in one swift plunge. I cried out and arched my back at the wonderful intrusion. He held himself still for a moment as his forehead rested on mine. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment for eleven long weeks and now I’ve got you here I’m going to fuck you delirious.” He drew out and impaled me roughly. I yelped and groaned at the same time and he did it again.

I was feverishly pulling at my hands but Kade rested his large palm over my entwined wrists and drove into me, right to the tip.

I was coming apart at the seams and another orgasm was rapidly building. “Kade!” I screamed as he repeated the action and I climaxed fiercely.

“Yes, Ava!” he yelled as he sped up, pounding into me relentlessly.

“Fuck me harder, Kade” I yelled at him as he powered into me with speed and force.

“Does it feel good, Ava?” he demanded as my muscles clenched again. “Come on Ava, together,” he snarled as he ground into my hotness and as his teeth sunk into my neck I screamed, bucked and came brutally as he matched me.

“SHIT, AVA!!” he roared as he shuddered and swelled inside me ferociously as his own hips bucked and jerked.

He pumped into me wildly as he filled me full of his spunk and didn’t stop until the last drop had left him.

He swiftly undid the tie and wrapped me in his arms tightly. He rolled us over and my head rested on his chest as his mouth rested against the top of my head.

“Jesus Christ. You fucking amaze me,” he whispered before we instantly fell asleep, sweating and still heaving for air.

CHAPTER 10

A COUPLE OF hours later I was wide awake as usual, thirsty and famished. Kade was snoring softly still entangled around me and I gently slipped from under his arm and out of bed. He grumbled and his hand snaked across the mattress as a deep frown marred his face but he slumped heavily back into the mattress and resumed his heavy breathing.

I pulled on my robe, emptied my bladder and padded down the stairs.

I opened the kitchen door and only just succeeded in keeping the scream from hurling out of my lungs.

“Mason! What the hell?” I seethed.

He was sat slumped in a kitchen chair with his head down, lazily drawing circles on my table with
my
back door key. He didn’t look up, just continued swirling patterns into the woodwork.

“What are you doing here, Mason?” I was fuming. How Dare he! I knew exactly why he was here, after seeing Kade desperately pull me from the party.

I walked over to the table but he still didn’t raise his face and my blood boiled. “God damn you!” I shouted as I thumped the table with my fist.

He flinched but still didn’t look up and I narrowed my eyes on him when I sniffed lightly and my eyes widened when the stench of alcohol assaulted my nostrils.

SHIT!

Mason was very unpredictable and volatile when he was drunk and I silently prayed for Kade to stay sleeping as I grit my teeth, frantically trying to see a way out of this mess.

I sighed and crouched down beside him, placing my hand gently on his thigh. “Mason?” I could see half of his face from this angle and he was biting his bottom lip furiously. “Mason?” Something was seriously wrong and I was starting to worry about his state of mind. “Baby, look at me,” I encouraged softly.

He slowly slid his gaze to me. My breath caught, my mouth dried and my eyes widened as I took in his expression. He was thoroughly broken; his cheeks were streaked with tear tracks and his face was tight and pale.

I instinctively cupped his cheek with my hand. “Mason . . . Baby . . .” I rasped. His hand reached out to me and he held the side of my head, his fingers entwined in my hair.

“Ava,” he wheezed and my heart broke for him. I didn’t know what to do as fresh tears slid down his face and his eyes bore into me, begging me for something, I had no idea what but the absolute pleading in them made me die a little.

“Tell me, Baby. Tell me what’s wrong,” I begged him.

He closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. “You slept with him. I . . . I found you . . . together.” He spoke so quietly I had to tip my head to hear him.

My whole body erupted in goose bumps and all the hairs on my body raised. I closed my eyes with a sigh. “Yes,” I confirmed softly.

He swallowed heavily and whimpered as though he was in pain. “I don’t like him touching you,” he grumbled sulkily. There was no point lying to him but his reaction crippled me, a lone tear slid from my own eye at his heartbreak.

“Mason. It was just sex. Nothing more,” I breathed. He looked at me again, the agony and misery in his eyes made me gulp. “Baby. You’re engaged to Rebecca.” His face screwed up in distress at my words. “You told me you had set me free, Mason.”

His eyes shot to mine but he remained silent.

“I can’t keep holding out for you Mason, we both have different lives now. Are you telling me that you haven’t slept with Rebecca?” I asked and he lowered his eyes, answering me without telling me.

I swallowed as the pain tore through me, images of them scolding my eyes. I looked away, refusing to let him see the pain in my own eyes. “If you don’t want me Mason, then you have to let me go, Baby.”

He cocked his head to one side and gazed at me, trying to see past my words. His hooded eyes were blood shot and tired and he leaned into me, gently pressing his lips to mine. A heart wrenching sob broke free at his tenderness and softness. He held his lips against mine for several moments, hovering over them as his warm whisky scented breath brushed over my mouth, then pulled away and stood up.

He looked like he was trying to tell me something but shook his head marginally and turned to the door.

“Mason,” I rasped as his hand settled on the door handle. He turned to me and I held his eyes. “I’ll always love you and only you. Remember that.”

His lips lifted and a small spark flickered in his eyes. “And me, you,” he countered with such emotion that my legs trembled. He nodded once and left.

I slumped into the chair. He was never going to set me free, he would plague me constantly, refusing to let me move on and mend my heart. Why the hell was he torturing us both like this? Why couldn’t he let us both be happy?

I refused to cry anymore, my body and my babies couldn’t cope with anymore and I resolved to enjoy the next couple of weeks with Kade and get through Christmas without my man, my lover and my soul mate.

I climbed back in bed. Kade immediately drew me into his chest, “Where’ve you been, sweetheart?” he mumbled sleepily.

I sighed and kissed his smooth chest. “Just needed a drink, go back to sleep.” And he did.

Me however, well I lay there for hours, huddled in Kade’s arms and thinking only of the man I loved, and would love until the day I died.

* * *

I was cradling coffee at the kitchen table when Courtney bounced in. “Good morning mama,” she grinned.

I narrowed my eyes on her. “Out with it,” I demanded gruffly, my throat hoarse from the forbidden tears that wouldn’t stop flowing secretly into my pillow while Kade slept.

She grinned widely at me, “How would you like to spend Christmas in a glorious, tranquil, cosy log cabin in Scotland?” She jumped with excitement and I couldn’t hold back my own grin at her enthusiasm.

“Wow, well how, who, what?” I asked as I stood to fill the kettle.

“It belongs to my family Ava, you fancy it?” Greg said from the kitchen doorway and I jumped at his surprise entrance.

“Jesus, Greg,” I swallowed.

He grinned at me. “You are such a nervous wreck,” he laughed and I shrugged my agreement. I was starting to wonder if this was my house or an open house for any Tom, Dick or Harry to venture in.

“Coffee?” I asked, lifting a mug to him. He nodded and pulled Courtney on to his lap and proceeded to nibble on her neck.