Hard as Stone (Passion in Paradise: The Men of the McKinnnon Sisters)

by Sarah O'Rourke

  The plans he uttered only made her hotter and her hips churned faster, meeting every thrust of his fingers as the muscles in her abdomen began to draw tight. He must have felt it because through a dim haze she watched his eyes darkening, smoldering.

  “Fuck, yeah,” he growled, loving the way the flush staining her already pink cheeks deepened as he felt the hot muscles surrounding his fingers began to pulse. “That’s my woman,” he praised hotly, licking her ruby lips. “Find it, baby,” he urged roughly as he used his thumb to flick her distended clit with short little strokes guaranteed to drive her right over the edge. “Give me that. Give it to me now, Harmony,” he growled, covering her lips as she screamed her release down his throat.

  Dimly, Harmony was aware of his fingers slipping from her body and rustling movements in the bed beside her, but honestly, all she could really concentrate on was the fireworks still exploding within her body. It was only when she felt his hands surround her hips and pull her over him in the bed did she realize that he’d shrouded his cock in a thin latex barrier. Bracing her hands against his chest, she now straddled him and stared down at the huge, flushed shaft that stood proudly against the thick mat of hair dusting his groin. It was beautiful and breathtaking, but more than a little bit intimidating.

  “Harmony, give me your eyes, baby” she heard Jacob call, his deep voice gentle as his fingers flexed into her hips to get her attention. Slowly lifting her head, she gave him her eyes.

  “I want you to mount me, baby,” he ordered, his voice thick as he palmed one of her breasts in his hand. “But you do it slow. I’m big. You know I’m big, and if you hurt yourself, I’m not gonna be pleased. You take as much or as little as your can handle, no more or less. You understand? We go at your pace until I’m sure you can handle me.”

  It cost Jacob a lot to say those words. He was a man accustomed to complete control in the bedroom and out, and the fact that he was allowing her to set the pace said a lot about how much he felt for her. Harmony recognized the change, and she just nodded as she took him in a shaky hand. Lifting up until she’d taken all her weight on her knees, she lined him up with her entrance and locked her eyes on his as she eased her ass down over his swollen length.

  Chapter Twenty-five

  It had to be said that Jacob Stone had indulged in a lot of sex over the years. Some of it had been nothing but hot, sweaty, nasty fucking. A far smaller amount had been nameless, faceless exchanges of body fluids where the only priorities he’d had had been getting off and getting out. And still, he’d had a few rare encounters where he had been convinced that a lot could be said for slow, tender, lingering lovemaking.

  He’d had a lot of sex. Some good, some bad. None of it memorable.

  Not until her.

  No pussy he’d ever had in his life had prepared him for Harmony McKinnon and what he felt lying under her at the mercy of her amazing body. The thin shield latex that separated him from her heat did nothing to diminish how incredible she felt wrapped around him.

  His eyes were locked on her face as she slowly slid him inside her body, her soft walls embracing him in a grip that defied comprehension. He never wanted to forget how she looked at that moment, like she’d been delivered from hell straight into his arms, her eyes widened in awe as she sank deeper onto him. When she’d taken everything he had to offer, encased in her velvety softness from root to tip, he watched her draw in a shuddery breath, her damp lips forming a perfect ‘oh’ as his fingers bit into the fragile skin at her hips. Christ, he knew he’d probably leave faint bruises where his fingertips dug into her flesh, but he couldn’t let go.

  She felt too good. Too right.

  No, he couldn’t let her go.

  Then, she moved. Her lithe body rose back to her knees until only the tip of his cock remained inside her. “Sweet fucking Christ,” Jacob groaned as the liquid heat slowly impaled itself around his dick again.

  “You like it?” Harmony asked breathlessly, balancing her body on the hands she’d braced at his chest as her hips rocked against his, her body slowly absorbing his again. “Am I doing it right?” she whispered, watching his face go tight and tense.

  “Baby, you do things any more right, and I’m gonna die right here and now,” he managed to choke as she glided up and down, taking him deeper with each downward plunge of her hips. “You’re perfect,” he growled, lifting his hand to hook around her neck, bringing her face to his. “Fucking perfect,” he breathed before he captured her mouth with his.

  He swallowed her moan greedily when his hand slipped between them, his thumb finding her sweet spot as she ground her hips against him. Her pussy gripped his cock in a tight as fuck embrace that he never wanted to lose. “Ride me, Harmony,” he ground out between almost violent kisses. “Ride me as hard as you can take me with that tight pussy.”

  Tongues and teeth clashed as she followed his command, her cries escalating when he swirled his thumb around her clit. “It’s so good, Jacob!” Harmony whimpered when she tore her lips from his and dragged some much needed air into her lungs.

  Fuck good, Jacob thought, gripping her hips as he lifted his hips to lunge inside her. Good was too mild, way too fucking ordinary a word for what she gave to him. Clean and pure. Perfect and so right it made his teeth ache. It…this was everything. He could feel her cunt tightening around him, her body gearing up for another release. Her low pants and mews clued him into that almost instantly. “You gonna come for me again, Sweetness?” he asked, his voice jagged with desire. “Gonna give me that beauty again?”

  “Jacob!” Harmony gasped, her hips jerking as she met his hard thrusts. “I need you deeper,” she begged, her nails digging into his chest and clawing him.

  Curving one hand around the nape of her neck and the other behind the curve of her ass, he rolled them until Harmony was on her back, legs spread with Jacob inside her. “You want deep and hard, baby. I’ll give it to you,” he muttered against her neck as he powered deep, the tissues of her pussy rippling around his dick.

  “Oh, fuck, yes! Harder, Jake,” Harmony whimpered as he drove into her, rocking the bed with the force of his thrusts. Each low grunt he made against her ear as he planted himself deep fed her hunger, made her want more. Of what, she wasn’t certain, she just knew she needed it. Desperately. Violently.

  His woman wanted harder, he’d give her harder. Hooking her knees over the inside of his elbows, he pushed Harmony’s knees to her chest. Rearing back, Jacob took his weight on his knees as he continued to thrust inside her, watching as his latex-shrouded cock, glistening with her honey, disappeared into her slick heat only to reappear seconds later, wetter than before. It was hot. Sexy. And undeniably fucking his. “Love this pussy, Harmony,” he bit out, his voice raw and gravelly. “So hot and wet. So fucking tight that I swear it was made just for my dick,” he told her, tunneling inside her cunt with shallow tilts of his pelvis. Tipping her hips, he groaned as he sank impossibly deeper, the molten heat of her walls nearly burning him alive. “Who’s this pussy belong to?” he rasped, driving deeper.

  Panting and unable to answer coherently, Harmony’s eyes rolled back in her head as he bottomed out inside her.

  Planting a fist in the mattress beside her head, Jacob thrust harder. “Who?” he growled just before he licked his thumb and set it to her swollen clit, rubbing the engorged bud with slow purposeful strokes.

  “You,” Harmony managed brokenly, screaming as the heat from his thumb scalded the sensitive nerves of the tender nubbin he stroked. “I belong to you! All of it is yours!” Her fingers buried in the thick damask of the bedspread as a wave of heat began low in her belly. “Jake, I’m…it’s happening again,” she said shrilly, her body drawing taut as it prepared for release.

  He could feel her cunt beginning to tighten around his cock, the pleasure/pain of the clasp setting off a tingling low in his balls. Shafting harder in and out of her, he snarled. Never had he felt anything as good as her pussy strangling his dick, trying to milk all that
was him from his body. In that moment, he cursed the makers of condoms everywhere. He wanted to fill her up with everything he had to give.

  “Oh, God, I can’t take it,” Harmony whimpered, reaching for him, desperate to feel him against her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she felt him give her some of his weight as he came over her, his chest crushing hers.

  “Yes, you can,” Jake growled against her cheek before licking a few droplets of salty sweat from her neck. “You’re gonna take my cock, baby. Deep and hard,” he grunted as he felt her pussy began to convulse around him. “Fuck yeah, you’re takin’ it! Because you’re mine, Harmony. MINE!” he hissed, thrusting harder as Harmony screamed, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm as he covered her mouth and fucked her through it.

  Her release catapulted him toward his own, and seconds later, his thrusts had become jerky and uncoordinated, sloppy against her hips. “Fuck, Harmony,” he bit out through clenched teeth as he lifted his head to stare into her satisfied blue eyes. “Take me there, baby,” he groaned as her arms and legs wrapped him up in a cocoon of sensation and his hips lunged one last time, taking her mouth as he grunted his release down her throat and planted his cock deep as he could go, unloading everything he had inside her before he collapsed heavily on top of her.

  Groaning when he finally caught his breath, he rolled to the side, keeping them connected by pulling her leg over his hip. Clamping his hand around her hip, he held on and stared into her eyes. “You okay, baby? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked quickly, relieved when she gave him a sweet smile.

  “No… though I’m thinking we’ll both be sore tomorrow,” she replied with laughter in her voice, then glanced around at the destroyed bed. “We were a little wild.”

  Following her gaze, Jacob chuckled. Half the pillows were on the floor, and they’d torn the sheets off the mattress in two places. “Totally worth it,” he remarked softly, leaning forward to exchange a slow, easy kiss with her.

  “Totally worth it,” she agreed with a happy nod when he released her mouth. Staring at him for a long moment, she asked huskily. “Was I?”

  Jacob frowned, not liking that uncertain look her pretty face now wore. “Were you what, darlin’?”

  “Worth it,” she supplied, her voice barely audible.

  “Seriously? You’re askin’ me that shit?” he growled, coming up on an elbow to lean over her.

  Harmony nodded, forcing herself to meet his eyes. “Yeah.”

  “Harmony, baby, it’s a good fuckin’ night – no pun intended - when a man realizes that the best he’s ever had is the last he’ll ever have. So, yeah, you were more than worth the wait.”

  His answer had been totally automatic and completely truthful, but he knew the second he told her, that he’d said the right thing. Her eyes lit up and he swore to God that sunshine filled the room in the dead of night. It was the most fucking gorgeous thing he’d ever seen in his life.

  “Thank you,” Harmony whispered, lifting her head to drop a shy kiss against his mouth.

  “No, baby.” He shook his head and burrowed a hand through her hair. “Thank you,” he whispered, pulling her over him again.

  Chapter Twenty-six

  Harmony shivered as she felt Jake’s hand fist in her hair. Shifting her hold on the headboard, she thanked God that the bed was built to be sturdy because her man was a force to be reckoned with when he was aroused. The last several hours had illuminated that fact with a clarity she’d have to be blind to miss.

  Forty-two years old or not, they were on round four and he showed no sign of running out of stamina. Not that she was complaining.

  Hell, no.

  Everything he’d done to her so far had been amazing. She’d been ridden and rode hard. She’d dominated and been dominated. And he’d shown her pleasure she hadn’t known existed, all the while letting her know that she was loved… treasured, but most of all, safe.

  She was flourishing under his attention, shedding her inhibitions, spreading her wings, and flying higher than she’d ever imagined possible.

  “Fuck, that’s my girl,” he praised roughly in a low grunt as he tunneled inside her, his fingers tightening, pulling her hair in a way she didn’t just like… she loved. “Play with your clit, baby,” he ordered against her ear, bracing one hand beside her as he gripped the top of the headboard and powered deeper.

  Her hand dropped to the wetness between her legs and she spread her fingers, feeling his hard cock slide past them, going deep… so deep. She couldn’t deny that she loved his reaction to her touch – the way his breath hitched and he stiffened behind her. Moving her fingers back to her clit, she circled it gently as he continued thrusting, pushing her body against the unforgiving wood and pinning her.

  “Still wondering if I’m gonna need one of Aunt Orla’s magic blue pills, baby?” he rasped in her ear, sinking so forcefully into her that she felt his balls slap against her ass.

  Harmony smiled into her arm at that remark. She’d playfully offered to get one of those pills from her purse when Jake had still been recovering from round three a few minutes ago. His answer had been to immediately roll her onto her stomach and proceed in getting round four started. Sans Viagra, of course. “Don’t really think you need it yet,” she gasped, her fingers stuttering against her swollen bud when she gasped as he went impossibly deep.

  “Yet?” he echoed on a low rumble muffled by her shoulder. “Try never, Wild One,” he vowed, working himself in and out of her slick channel with thrusts that threatened to bring the bed down around them. “This tight little cunt is all I need to stay hard, Harmony,” he informed her gruffly as one hand settled over her bare stomach. “You’re all I need, baby,” he said against her neck, his teeth finding the throbbing pulse in her neck and nipping gently.

  “God, Jacob,” Harmony whimpered as Jake’s hand dropped to find her own, pressing it harder against the slick, throbbing button that controlled her pleasure.

  “Love watching you touch yourself, Harmony,” he groaned in her ear, his eyes riveted to their fingers as they moved together over the slippery tangle of nerves. “Hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Let me see you taste yourself. Lick your fingers with that pretty pink tongue for me,” he ordered, guiding her shiny fingers toward her lips.

  Opening her lips, she felt his hot breath against her cheek as she slipped her index finger between her lips and whirled her tongue around it, the raw sound he made behind her the only reward she needed.

  Gripping her hips, he took her harder as her tongue licked her wet fingers. “Fuck, yes!” he snarled, his hips like pistons as they drove toward her. His hand honed in on her clit as he drove them both toward release. “Need this, Harmony,” he confessed thickly against the nape of her neck. “Need you! Tighten, baby,” he growled, his voice growing primal and sharp. “Tighten that pussy for me!”

  Squeezing her muscles around his pulsing shaft, Harmony keened as she exploded, white-hot throbbing pleasure sizzling through her veins as he thrust hard one final time. She felt his long, deep groan vibrating against her skin as he buried his face in her neck a split second before his teeth sank into her shoulder.

  Roaring his satisfaction, Jacob surged inside her one last time, lunging deep to plant his cock inside her to the root as he marked her. “Fuck!” he snarled, releasing his teeth from her skin to brush his lips gently back and forth over his mark. Tonguing it lightly as she moaned her satisfaction, he rested his forehead against her shoulder. “This gets better every fucking time, darlin’,” he whispered, one arm tightening around her waist as he took her weight against him. “Never had this before. Never felt that connection with anyone before you.”

  Harmony sighed, her eyelids fluttering as she rested, her back to his front, his dick still buried deep. “You say things like that and I feel like the most special girl in the world,” she confided quietly.

  “Good. Especially since you’re the only girl gonna ever be in my world, Harmony. You’re mine and I�
�m yours.” And it was true, he thought. No more. With her, he was done. He’d found his ‘One and Only’. He’d laughed at other guys he’d heard do it…proclaim that they were finished with all other pussy for life. He’d laughed his ass off when he’d listened to friends fall into the trap. Pussy, after all, was pussy. No man turned it down, right?

  Fuckin’ wrong.

  Because he knew that all the pussy in the world, free and easy as it was to come by, couldn’t equate to what he held against him. He’d do anything to keep this feeling that suffused him right now.

  Turning to catch his eyes, Harmony blinked. “You mean that, don’t you?”

  “Never say shit that I don’t mean, Harmony. You know this,” Jacob chided, palming her cheek and stroking his thumb against the apple. “I feel this down to my bones, baby. I love you. You’re it,” Jacob vowed softly. Yeah, staring in those tranquil blue pools, he knew she was it for him. Alpha and omega, his beginning and his end, and every other poetic crock of shit he’d ever heard. It was all true.

  Turning her head, Harmony pressed a kiss to the inside of his wrist. “I do,” she acknowledged softly. “I just…sometimes it’s hard to wrap my mind around the fact that I’m actually happy. I mean, I haven’t been not happy, but you… you make me feel. And believe me when you’ve spent as much time as I have trying not to feel, this is a little overwhelming. I keep waiting for the rain.”