Stone took that moment to roll to the side and take Toni with him. She straddled his waist, her fancy updo came undone, and waves of her hair cascaded over her breast and down her back. Stone gripped a handful. She was so in tune to everything. The way her breasts bounced at his move, her taut muscles on her abs, the way her pussy gripped Stone’s cock, and the intensity on Emerson’s face as he stroked his cock and stared at her in awe.
“Ride me. Fuck me good, Antoinette. Let me know that you own me. You own my cock.”
“Yes. Oh my God, yes.” She ground her teeth and tried to give him as good as she was getting. Up and down, back and forth she thrust her pussy downward, her need for more of him becoming overwhelming. She felt frantic, energized and so on edge. She wanted more. Then she felt Emerson behind her. He massaged her shoulders and pressed her down firmly against Stone’s cock.
“Oh.” She moaned, not quite able to breathe with Stone’s dick so deeply imbedded in her cunt. It was too much. As something cold and thick collided with her anus, she jerked upward. Stone grabbed a hold of her hair on either side of her head.
“Look at me,” he demanded. She did as he told her. Her lips were parted, her breasts tingled, and her pussy clenched and spasmed.
“Let him in. Relax and let us make love to you together.”
“I’m scared it will hurt,” she admitted.
He smiled and shook his head. “We’d never hurt you, Antoinette. Never.”
She felt the finger press against her slick, puckered hole. It burned and then she relaxed her muscles as Emerson whispered and directed her to do.
She’d never felt anything like this before. It was crazy how much she needed them. She wanted it dirty, hard, out of control, mind blowing. She was shaking she needed both of them so badly.
“You’re doing great, baby. I’ve had my eye on this ass for weeks. This is all mine. We’re sealing this bond between us tonight.” He massaged her ass, made her pussy lock onto Stone harder, as Stone moaned in response. Then Emerson pushed his finger through the tight rings, making her gasp. At first she felt the stinging sensation, and then as he eased his finger out then eased back in, she became more aware of the tiny sensitive sensations with each stroke. Stone pulled down then thrust his cock upward and she fell to his chest. He caressed her back and her hair. His large, masculine hands felt so sexy against her feminine skin and much smaller frame.
Emerson added a second digit and then pushed his finger in and out of her anus.
“You are so fucking tight, baby. I won’t last long. Are you ready for me? Please, baby, tell me you want this and you’re ready?” Emerson pleaded. He kissed her shoulder and then her cheek. Both men were caressing her, kissing her skin, stimulating her senses.
“Yes. Do it. I want you inside of me, too,” she told him.
Emerson pulled his fingers from her ass. She gasped and immediately felt the loss of his fingers. She wiggled, and he slapped her ass.
“Oh.” She moaned and creamed herself. But before she could reprimand Emerson for smacking her ass, she felt the bulbous head of his cock, the thick mushroom top, spread her puckered hole as he began to penetrate her hole. She moaned and felt him push through the tight rings.
“Relax, and just breathe,” Stone told her then kissed her on the mouth. Emerson slowly pushed in. Little by little as he grunted behind her, Emerson navigated his thick, hard cock into the depths of her ass until he was lodged in, balls deep.
She pulled from Stone’s mouth.
“Please, Emerson. Please,” she begged. Emerson shoved into her to the hilt and she screamed against Stone’s chest. From there on out, the men took over.
Emerson pulled out as Stone thrust upward. Then Stone pulled out to nearly the tip of his cock as Emerson shoved into her ass, balls deep again, and again. She felt them slap against her ass and crack, which elicited a series of small orgasms. It was so erotic and wild, she felt like screaming their names in jubilation. With each thrust and stroke she moaned and shook between them. Every time they pulled nearly out of her she feared that they would pull all the way out, and leave her feeling empty. That realization hit her hard. With both men inside of her, Toni felt complete. For the first time in her life, she felt safe, she felt alive, and she wasn’t lonely anymore.
“Fuck, baby, I’m there. Holy shit!” Emerson roared, grabbing a hold of her hips and stroking his cock harder, faster into her ass. Her pussy clenched and Emerson exploded inside of her. He was gasping for air as he scattered kisses along her shoulders and back. He pulled from her slowly. She immediately felt the loss as she moaned, almost a cry of sadness for him parting from her flesh.
“It’s okay. This is the first of many times, baby,” Stone told her then rolled her to her back, and began a series of deep, thorough thrusts with his cock that had her screaming his name.
“Stone, oh God don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“Fuck you’re incredible,” he roared and pounded his cock harder, faster into her as he gripped her ass cheeks and lifted her higher against him. He was going so deeply, stroking his cock to her womb, making her lose her breath. She felt that deep, tight sensation. It was almost too good, so good she feared what it would bring on if she gave into it.
“Come for me. Let it go. Don’t hold back. It’s mine. All fucking mine,” Stone yelled and pounded into her cunt.
“Oh!” she screamed as the sensation surged through her. The dam broke, her body shivered, her voice caught in her throat as she came like never before. Stone was relentless as he cheered her on, wanted every ounce of her orgasm as he rode her while she rode out the best orgasm of her life. She could feel his cock enlarge, to the point where she gasped and tightened, sending him over the edge and into his own oblivion. They both moaned and then hugged one another tightly as they calmed their breathing and relaxed on the bed together.
* * * *
Emerson returned with a washcloth to clean her up. They both kissed her skin from calves to breasts to lips. Emerson took position behind her as she lay on her side and stared at Stone. She was tracing one of his tattoos on his chest and shoulder.
“Why such a fierce dragon?” she asked Stone as he caressed her hip and trailed his finger along her curves.
“The dragon is a symbol of a lot of important things I believe in.”
“Like what?” she asked. Emerson kissed her shoulder and she turned to smile up at him. Her long brown hair cascaded along the pillows and he ran his fingers through the chocolate locks as he caressed her. He couldn’t seem to stop touching her.
“It represents courage, strength, raw power, and force. Also, wisdom and reason. Dragons are protectors of sacred items,” Emerson whispered then cupped her breast, leaned down, and licked across the nipple. She closed her eyes, rolled back against Emerson and giggled.
She opened her eyes, and Stone and Emerson both watched her.
Emerson lifted her hand. He clasped his fingers with hers then turned her wrist, leaned forward, and gently kissed the bruises.
Stone held her gaze with a firm expression. He lifted her other hand to his lips and kissed her bruised skin.
“How did you get these?” he asked. She made a lame attempt at pulling away as she released a long sigh.
“Can’t we not discuss this now? I want this moment to remain perfect.”
“It is perfect. The three of us together are perfect,” Stone told her.
“He’s right. We need to be honest. We want to know how you got them.”
She sighed and then she began to tell them how they happened.
Stone sat up and Emerson could tell that this was going to set him off. Stone had no tolerance for violence against women and children. He wanted to know who this asshole was and Antoinette wasn’t fully disclosing the information.
“It doesn’t matter who he is or what his name is. I’m getting an order of protection tomorrow. My cousin is a detective in the South Bronx. I spoke to him earlier today. He’s starting the process.”
“This guy really scares you, doesn’t he?” Emerson asked, as he caressed her cheek and held her gaze.
She nodded her head. “He’s not taking no for an answer.”
“He’s broken into your apartment how many times?” Stone asked, now sounding angry.
“Three times. But I handled it, Stone.” She pressed her palm against his chest. He looked as upset and angry as Emerson felt. Stone stared at her hand. He was definitely focusing on the redness and bruising on her wrist.
“We know people. Why don’t you let us take care of this guy?” Stone asked.
“No. What people do you know? You’re businessmen. You don’t need to be involved with this. We just met, and our relationship is just getting started,” she rambled on and then Stone cupped her cheek.
“We made love tonight. We want you in our lives. You’re ours to take care of and protect.”
“He’s right. You’re not alone in this anymore. We’ll be here for you. You know that club The Phantom I met you and your friends at?” Emerson asked her.
She nodded her head.
“We have a group of close friends that meet there every week to play poker. Two of them own the place, and they have connections. Our friends have security companies. We can help,” Emerson whispered. But Antoinette shook her head.
“I won’t get you two involved with this. Once I get that order of protection, he’ll take me seriously. He’ll stop breaking in, and quit calling me.”
“Men like this, they don’t understand the word ‘no.’ They do what they want and laws don’t apply to them,” Stone told her.
She sat up and tried to move. Both men stopped her. Emerson sat up. Stone rolled her to her back and pressed his thigh between her thighs as he held her face between his hands.
“I won’t stand by and let this guy hurt you. If he threatens you again, if he shows up at your place or at Bliss, you better fucking tell me and Emerson immediately. You got it?” he scolded. She nodded her head slowly, and then Stone leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.
They both heard her belly rumble, and they chuckled.
Stone smiled against her lips. “Hungry?”
She nodded her head.
“Let’s eat, and then we’ll do dessert all over again.”
She smiled.
“Sounds perfect to me,” Emerson whispered then kissed her fingers before he rose from the bed.
Chapter 9
“So the bitch didn’t scare too easily, huh?” Marty Mollicone asked his nephew, Vince.
“No. She didn’t. And those guys you hired to do the drive-by, fucked up by using bullets besides firecrackers. I thought you were going to be discreet?” Vince asked.
“She’s ignoring the threatening notes. We’ll start making some phone calls and see if that shakes the bitch up. Are you making any progress getting her to come around and forgive you?” his dad, Butch, asked.
“No. But I think I might be able to come up with a way that will get her to trust me again, and fall back into my arms,” Vince told them.
“How the hell are you going to do that?” Marty asked as he folded his arms in front of his chest. His gold watch and gold bracelets clanked together in the movement. The man’s belly seemed to be getting fatter and fatter every time Vince saw him.
“Well. There are these two guys who have been coming into Bliss.”
“Two guys? Who are they? Are they trying to move in on the store and the building?” Marty asked, leaning forward in the seat.
“Let my son talk, will ya?” Butch interrupted then gave a wave to Vince to continue.
“Well, these two guys have been sniffing around. Toni went out with them one night. I found out, harassed her at her apartment, and threatened to hurt them. She, of course, saw the two guys anyway.”
“Wait. You said two guys? So which one is she banging?” Marty asked.
Vince inhaled through his nose and clenched his teeth. Butch gave Marty a light slap to his chest. “Cool it. Can’t you tell his heart is broken? The bitch is fucking some other guy when she belongs with Vince,” Butch stated.
“Two guys,” Vince said then exhaled before running a hand over his face.
“What?” Marty asked.
“Son, she’s fucking two guys?”
Vince nodded his head. Marty whistled as he leaned back in his chair.
“It’s the quiet ones you have to watch out for. Damn, she must be something else in the sack,” Marty added.
“Anyway, I caught this chick watching the two guys outside the building when they were visiting. As a matter of fact, just this morning, the woman was there today. I made some calls. Turns out she’s got a lot of money, and she wants the two guys.”
“So what? You planning on playing cupid or something and intervening?” Butch asked.
“No. The two guys are fucking loaded. They buy out companies and rebuild them or sell them for profit. They also start franchises.”
“They are after Antoinette’s business!” Marty exclaimed.
“No, they’re not. They are interested in landing my woman. They’ve been with her nearly every night the last two weeks. I can’t even get into her place.”
“So what’s your fucking brilliant idea?” Butch asked.
“I was thinking that perhaps as you make those phone threats and set up a real threat to Toni’s life, I can be there to save her. I’m going to break the news to her about those two assholes. I’m gathering up proof. I’ve got their real names, the companies they work for, and I have a few people working on finding out about the woman who’s been stalking them.”
“They’ve got a woman stalking them? Who the hell are these guys that they can land a babe like Antoinette?” Marty asked.
“They’re fucking billionaires. But they’re not taking my woman from me. I don’t care if I have to kill them to stop them. Toni is mine and so is Bliss,” Vince said, and then he explained his plan to his father and uncle.
* * * *
Antoinette was giggling as Emerson pulled her onto his lap and Stone made the popcorn.
“I thought we were going to watch a movie tonight?” she asked as Emerson continued to tickle her.
“We’ll get to it. Maybe,” Emerson teased and then pulled her underneath him before straddling her waist and reaching for the buttons on her blouse.
“Hey!” she exclaimed as his nimble fingers disposed of the buttons then parted her shirt.
He licked his lips. “Damn, baby, you have some of the sexiest bras I’ve ever seen.” He unclipped the front clasp, exposing her breasts as they poured from the cups. Emerson stroked the nipples.
“Emerson, it’s not fair.”
“I can’t play fair where you’re concerned.” He leaned down and licked across the tip of one nipple. She could feel his erection pressing against her shorts and groin.
“Arms above your head,” Stone chimed in then tossed a couple of pieces of popcorn onto her.
“Hey,” she scolded, and Stone popped a few pieces into his mouth then placed the bowl onto the coffee table by the couch.
“I can watch the movie just like this, and eat popcorn off your body. What a great idea, Stone,” Emerson teased then leaned down and licked a piece into his mouth.
“You are not going to do any such thing,” she scolded and Emerson raised his one eyebrow at her.
“You know the rules.” He cupped her breasts then squeezed each tip between his thumb and pointer.
Her cell phone began to ring, and she moved to get it.
“Wait right there. You can’t move,” Emerson told her.
“I have to get it. It could be Tina. She’s made some progress with Charlie and his brother, Drake. I need to get it.”
Emerson reluctantly let her up, and she tossed off her bra then grabbed her blouse and put it on. She answered the phone, nearly out of breath from rushing.
“Hello?” she answered.
“You’re going to die, bitch. Drop the two men. Get rid
of them, or they’ll be the first to go.”
She couldn’t make out the voice, but the fear from the caller shocked her silent. She couldn’t tell Emerson and Stone about the call. They had been walking her home every night making certain that Vince hadn’t broken into her home again. If they found out about the threatening phone calls, the letters, and about how she lied about owning Bliss, they could be really angry.
The caller hung up. She looked at the number, but it was unavailable. If it were Vince and his family, then they knew about Emerson and Stone. They could go after them. They could hurt them. What am I going to do? If I tell them the truth, then they’ll hate me. If I get them killed, then what?
The phone rang again, and it came up unavailable.
She wouldn’t answer it. Whoever it was, they were just trying to scare her. Well, she would just ignore them.
“Was that Tina?” Stone asked as he walked toward her. She shook her head. “Wrong number, I think.”
“Well, come back over here, so we can finish what Emerson started.” He took her hand, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her. She squeezed him tight, loving the feel of Stone’s embrace. But as she thought about what the caller said, she felt the wall begin to go into place.
“I’m sorry, Stone. I don’t really feel too well,” she lied to him. He cupped her cheeks between his hands and stared down into her eyes.
“What’re you feeling?”
“Tired, a headache, kind of nauseous. Maybe we should call it a night.”
He looked so disappointed. She sure was.
“Maybe the boss is working you too hard. When does he ever come in there? Is he paying you for all this work you do? I mean you run the damn pace and even bake the specialty goods.”
She smiled at him. “I get paid well. The boss is very professional. I’m just tired.”
She felt bad for lying, but what choice did she have? She didn’t know what she was going to do now. Not with their lives being threatened, too.
Stone brought her over to the couch.
“We’ll stay a little longer then let you get to bed early. It’s Friday and we want you to be well rested for the weekend,” Stone told her.
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