by C. S. Gunn
“I want it to be you, Stone. I can’t explain why, but I need it to be you.” She brushes her lips across mine.
“I don’t know if I can give you more than this, Aspen. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. Please.”
“I’ll try to be gentle.”
“I don’t want gentle, I just want you.”
Still looking into her eyes, I slowly ease into her, inch by inch. Once I’m all the way in, I stop, letting her adjust to my size. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s a little painful, but I’m fine. Just give me a second.” I lean down to kiss her and brush her hair away from her face. She’s so damn beautiful. Her beauty is classic, and natural. The other girls I’ve been with were pretty, gorgeous even, but none of them hold a candle to Aspen. She’s lying beneath me, her hair is a mess and there’s not an ounce of makeup on her face, yet I’ve never seen a more angelic creature in my life. “Okay, I’m ready.”
I begin to move inside her. I go slow so that pleasure can build for her. I don’t want her first time to be more painful than it needs to be. “You’re doing so good my sweet girl. I’m going to move faster now, okay?”
She lets out a sexy little whimper. “Yes.” I pick up my pace, fucking her a little faster. Her moans become louder. “You feel so good.” She bites her lip to keep from crying out.
“Don’t hold it in. Let it out baby, nobody else can hear you.” I thrust my cock in and out of her slick, tight pussy.
“Harder, Stone, I won’t break.” Does she have any idea what she’s doing to me? I grab her hips and start to slam into her harder.
“Aspen…Fuck! You’re so fucking tight.” Her pussy is fucking magic. I’ve never felt anything this good. I start to pound into her faster, grinding my hips to make sure I hit the right spot. I want her seeing stars. I get on my knees and bring her up with me so that she’s straddling my thighs, I want to be as deep inside her as I can. I hook one arm around her back and fist her hair, while the other palms her luscious ass. I bury my face into the croak of her neck, groaning and sucking her tender flesh as I thrust into her at a furious pace. The feeling of being inside her has all thoughts leaving my mind, she feels too good.
“I’m so close! Shit!” Her cries only make me fuck her harder. I’m so close to blowing my load, I need her to come now. I bring my hand between us and start circling her clit with my thumb.
“Come for me baby.” I rub her clit harder. “Scream for me sweet girl.”
“OH. MY. GOD!!!!! Stone!” She rotates her hips, moaning out her release. Her walls contract around my cock, squeezing it tighter than it’s ever been squeezed, causing my release to immediately follow.
“Aspen! Fuck!” I growl into her neck, pounding into her wet heat as I climax.
After we catch our breath, I lay her on her back, exhausted from the best sex of my life. I look down and see my come dripping from her entrance, and it’s a glorious sight. I grab the corner of the blanket and reluctantly wipe her clean.
“That was amazing. You were amazing. Thank you.” She says looking at me, smiling.
I lean down and kiss her again. “You’re the amazing one sweet girl.” I have a feeling that one time isn’t going to be enough. Aspen may have ruined me for all other women.
Chapter Eight
Aspen
Stone had something to take care of at the bar, so he dropped me off at my apartment a couple of hours ago, my vagina is still throbbing. I’ve always heard the first time sucks, whoever said that obviously never met anyone like Stone. It was amazing, like really amazing, I didn’t know an orgasm could be that consuming. I don’t have anything to compare it to, except my own hand, but I seriously doubt that it will ever be that good with anyone else. I hear the text notification on my phone go off, my heart starts to race….until I look at the text. It’s not from Stone.
Chad: Can we talk?
Are you fucking kidding me? I had the best day of my life today, and now this dick is trying to ruin it by existing.
Me: No, we have nothing to talk about.
Chad: I know you’re mad, and you have every right to be. I just want to talk.
Chad: I miss you.
Seriously? He misses me? Fuck that guy.
Chad: Please, Aspen. I’ll be in town next week. Can I see you?
Me: What part of NO is hard for you to understand?
Chad: Come on Bunny…I’m sorry about the way we left things.
Me: How WE left things?
Me: I’m seeing someone now so I would appreciate if you would fuck off.
Thank god he doesn’t text back. Stone and I aren’t technically ‘seeing’ each other, but I needed to tell Chad something, I can’t deal with his bullshit right now. I can’t believe the nerve of that asshole. The way we left things? Is he for real? Feeling pissed off I get a pint of ice cream out of the freezer and stuff my face. I need a funny movie, that’s what I need. Scrolling through guide on the TV and find one of my favorites and play it. Nothing like mint chocolate chip ice cream and Role Models to make a girl feel better.
“Oh no. What happened? What the hell did Stone do.” Aly slams the front door behind her.
“What? Nothing.”
“Bullshit, you’re gorging yourself with a whole pint of ice cream and watching a comedy.”
“I love comedies.” I protest, mouth full of ice cream.
“I know, but not while shoveling food down your throat. Tell me what that dickweed did.”
“Dickweed?” I grin…she arches an eyebrow.
I sigh. “Not Stone, Stone is perfect. Chad.”
“Chad? What the actual fuck!”
“He sent me a text.” I hand her my phone so she can read the texts.
“Oh, that son of a bitch! I’m going to kill him. He already hurt you once. I’ll string him up by the balls before I let his nasty ass do it again.” I love her. She’s more pissed than I am.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to talk to him, or meet him when he’s in town. All I want to do is pretend that he’s dead.”
“We can make it a reality.” She sweeps her thumb across her neck and falls over the couch like she just died.
“That’s murder, Aly.” I can’t help but laugh.
She sits up. “Fine. No bloody reunion. But if he comes near you, I get to punch him in the face. Deal?”
“Deal.” She will too. She’s waited for a long time.
“So?”
“So what?” I know what she wants to know.
“What happened on your date?”
“He planned a picnic.”
“No way! That guy planned a picnic? I didn’t figure him for the type.”
“Me either. It was small, but perfect.”
“Anything else?” There’s no way she knows. Right?
“We went swimming in the lake.” She gives me a frustrated look. “Okay, Okay…We, um….”
“Oh my gosh! You’re a woman now!” She’s seriously clapping her hands like a two year old that just got a new toy. “My little Aspen is all grown up.” She coos…and pinches my cheek. “How was it?”
“Amazing. He was so…so…just so amazing.” I smile to myself thinking about it.
“Did you orgasm?”
“What?” I almost choke on my ice cream. “Who asks shit like that?”
“I do, your best friend.”
“Yes.” I blush. “Twice.”
“Twice? Are you serious? I never get the big O twice anymore….kind of jealous at the moment.”
“You and Jay have sex all of the time.”
“Yeah, but we both climax once and we’re done. Are you guys going steady now?”
“Steady? Are we eighty now?”
“Just answer the question.”
“No, I don’t think so. He said he wasn’t sure if he could give me more than that moment.”
She frowns. “Did he say that before or after?”
“Before.”
“Do you have an
y regrets?”
“No, not one.” Except that I think I’m falling for him, but I’m not telling her that….or him.
The rest of the evening goes by pretty quietly. Aly and I watch movies and eat junk food. I think we’ve successfully depleted our chip supply. By the time eleven thirty rolls around we’re both exhausted and saying our goodnights. After I crawl under my covers I hear my text notification go off, and I’m praying that it’s not Chad again. Grabbing the phone from the nightstand I open the message, elated to see who it’s from.
Stone: Goodnight sweet girl
Me: Goodnight
Me: BTW. You owe me a pair of panties. Those were my favorite.
Stone: If I had it my way, you would never wear underwear again.
Is it hot in here? I feel like it’s hot in here.
Me: Is that so?
Stone: Yes.
Stone: Get some sleep angel.
I close my eyes and smile. It’s been so long since I’ve been this happy….if I’ve ever been this happy. I know that Stone doesn’t want forever, and despite what I told him, I know that when this ends it will hurt me. Maybe even destroy me. But I’m going to enjoy it while I can. I’m not going to think about the future until it slaps me in the face. As I drift to sleep, my last thought is about panties, should I keep wearing them?
***
Stone
I wake up early, earlier than usual, and not because of the nightmares. It’s strange, since meeting Aspen, I haven’t had the nightmares, and I haven’t been drinking myself to sleep either. What I have been having is sex dreams, incredibly dirty sex dreams. I wake up with a painful boner every morning now. This morning I had to rub one out before getting out of bed, then again while taking a shower. I knew once with Aspen wouldn’t be enough the moment I sank into her hot center. Her pussy is the best I’ve ever had, and I’ve never tasted anything sweeter. The memory of her coming undone with me inside her has me grinning like an idiot.
I pour myself some coffee and go down the stairs to sit on the last step. I light a cigarette and inhale….that first drag always feels the best. Across the street I see a guy in a beat up old pickup truck getting his dick sucked, I know because I can see the girl’s head bobbing up and down. A few minutes later the girl gets out of the truck, and surprise, it’s Syn. She’s in a skirt that hardly covers her ass and a tube top that looks like it’s just a band of fabric. As soon as the truck pulls away she looks at me and smiles, shit, I really don’t want to deal with her today. She licks her lips in way that she thinks is sexy and walks over. “Enjoy the show?”
“Go home, Syn. And put some fucking clothes on.”
“Do you really want me to put clothes on?” She pulls her skirt up around her waist and spreads her legs. “Larry didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he fucking loved it.” This girl is really touching herself right now. What the fuck is wrong with her?
“Get the fuck away from my bar, Syn. I don’t want you, I don’t know what part of that you’re missing but you need to get it through your fucking head.”
“So my mouth is okay, but my pussy isn’t good enough for you?”
“No, your mouth wasn’t good enough either. It was a mistake that I won’t make again.”
“It’s that little slut isn’t it? What was the name you said? Ah, Aspen.”
“Don’t you fucking dare talk about her like that.”
“What does this little whore have that I don’t?”
“Everything.” Self respect being the first thing that comes to mind.
“You’re going to regret this, Stone. Nobody says no to me, not even you. If this bitch is going to stand in my way, I’ll just have to remove her.” She flashes a sinister smile.
Before I know what I’m doing, I have Synthia against the wall, my hand around her throat. “I will never want you. Do you hear me? You’re nothing. If you ever go near her, I will end you.”
“Come on baby, squeeze harder. It turns me on.”
I let go of her as if she’s burned me. “Get the fuck out of here. Don’t come back, ever.” I hiss through clenched teeth.
“Don’t worry baby, you’ll see me again when you least expect it.” She winks and walks away.
“Fucking shit.” I growl. That bitch better not go near my girl, she won’t like the consequences.
***
Aspen
“Where are you going?”
“I figured I would take Stone lunch. I thought you were leaving.”
“I was, but Jay had a last minute meeting that he couldn’t get out of. So I’m on my own.” What a surprise.
“You wanna come with me?”
“No, it’s okay. I’ve some shows I need to catch up on. Our DVR is almost full.” It really is, Aly records a ton of shows but never watches any of them.
“Okay. I’ll only be gone for a couple of hours. Text me if you need anything. Love you.”
“Love you too. Tell Stone hi for me.”
“And Ashe?”
“Fine, Ashe too.” She’s way more into him than she wants to admit. Who can blame her? Ashe is hot, not as hot as Stone, but still pretty damn hot…..even if he is a playboy.
I hear my phone and I think it’s Aly changing her mind about going…I was wrong.
Chad: I’ll be in town soon, please just meet with me once.
Is this idiot serious?
Me: NO!
He doesn’t text back, or at least hasn’t yet. I hope it stays that way, every time he contacts me it almost ruins my whole day.
I walk through the door and up to the bar, I don’t see Stone….I thought he was working today. “Hey Ashe.”
“Hey beautiful. What can I get ya?”
“Oh, I’m not here to drink. I brought Stone lunch. Is he here?”
“Upstairs. What’d you bring, smells good.”
“Roasted beef sandwiches on toasted sour dough. And I brought enough for you too, in case you were here.” I smile and hand him one.
He tears it open and takes a monster size bite. “Will you marry me?”
I laugh and shake my head.
“Okay, that’s a no, and I’m a little hurt” He winks. “Stone is a lucky man.”
“I don’t think we’ll be getting married either.”
“Then he’s a fucking idiot. I’d marry your sexy ass just for this sandwich, it’s fucking delicious.”
Ashe can be crude as hell, but he’s incredibly adorable and always makes me laugh. “Enjoy your lunch, I’m going to see if Stone’s hungry.”
“Thanks.” He attempts to say with a mouthful of food.
I walk up the stairs, when I get to the door of his apartment I hesitate before knocking. Will he be upset that I just showed up at his apartment door? I mean, the bar is one thing, but…I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. I’ll just give him the food and leave. No big deal. He opens the door, shirtless and in a pair of low hanging sweats. My mouth goes totally dry, this man is the definition of sexy. “I brought you lunch.” I croak out. Clearing my throat, I try to speak like a normal person. “I went to the bar first, but Ashe said you were up here. I hope this is okay.”
He pulls me through the door and kicks it shut. He backs me up until I’m against the door and presses his body to mine. “Fuck I’ve missed this sexy body of yours.” He whispers, right before his lips land on mine.
“You did?” I say breathlessly.
He kisses me again. “What did you bring?”
“Huh?”
“For lunch.” He chuckles.
“Oh. Sandwiches. Roast beef.” I open the bag and take two out, handing him one. We sit at his kitchen table and eat in silence. This man confuses me. He said that he didn’t want more than the day at the lake, but his actions tell me the opposite. I know I haven’t known him long, but I don’t want to picture my life without him. I think about him constantly. Always wondering what he’s doing, what he’s thinking, and hoping I’m the only girl that has his attention. And as much as I hate to a
dmit, wondering who the love was that he lost.
Once we finish our lunch, Stone tosses the trash in the waste basket. “That was the best damn sandwich I’ve ever had.”
“I’m glad you liked it.” I give him a small smile.
“What are your plans for the rest of the day?”
“Oh, um…I didn’t really have anything planned.”
“I was going to watch a movie. You’re welcome to join me.”
“Are you sure? I mean, you said that you didn’t-“
“I know what I said.” He cups my cheek. “You don’t have to stay.”
“No, I’ll stay.” I whisper. How can I say no? I don’t want to say no.
“Good. Go pick a movie. I’ll be there in a minute.”
I sift through his movies trying to find something that I would like. I come across Deadpool, I haven’t seen it yet, but everyone keeps saying that I should. “You find anything you want to see?” I hand him the movie, “Good choice, one of my favorites.”
“I’ve never seen it.”
“Really? You’re in for a treat then.” He inserts the DVD and we sit on the couch. As soon as he hits play on the remote, he’s pulling me into his arms. I snuggle up to him and we watch the movie in silence….with the exception of my giggles from time to time, this movie is pretty funny.
Once the movie is over I look up at Stone and see that he’s already looking at me. “I like hearing you laugh.” He runs his thumb over my lips and smiles.
“I love it when you smile.” I softly kiss his thumb. “You don’t do it nearly enough.”
“I’ve had no reason to.”
“I want to know you Stone, all of you.”
He traces his fingers down my arm. “You know things about me no one else knows, just like I know things about you no one else knows.”
“Like what?”
“Like the way your body moves when I’m inside you, what you smell like when you’re aroused.” He kisses me below my ear and then whispers. “Or my favorite, the sounds you make when you come.” Shit, he really knows how to distract me. He stands up and throws me over his shoulder.
“Stone! Where are we going!” I giggle.
