Crazy Dreams

by Dawn Pendleton

  “Love you, too,” I whispered. I’d never been more in love, more satisfied in my life.

  This relationship was one I wasn’t going to walk away from any time soon. We were going to be together forever. That’s how it felt. I just wanted to lie there with him forever, too. The real world was bound to interrupt at some point, causing both of us to doubt our relationship. It always happened. I was nervous about it, honestly. I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to keep it together. I didn’t need to break.

  We drifted off to sleep and for the first time in over a year, I didn’t dream of Rainey. I dreamt of Stone.

  Twenty-Five

  Stone

  The sex was amazing.

  There was more to it, of course, but the reality was, Ember and I were meant for each other. Our bodies fit together perfectly, our minds connected, and when we made love, it felt like our souls touched. It had been a long time since I actually felt so close to someone. I trusted her implicitly, without a single hesitation.

  The following morning, I woke up to a beautiful blonde next to me in bed. She lay on her stomach, her right arm flung off the edge of the bed. To wake her, I trailed my fingers down her back and kissed her shoulder.

  “Good morning,” I greeted her.

  Her eyes fluttered open. “Well, good morning. You aren’t usually a morning person.”

  “Not usually, no. But you’re reason enough to wake up in a great mood.”

  She laughed. “Aww. I almost believe you. I think you just want morning sex.”

  “Well, that too,” I admitted. “But first, I have a serious question for you.”

  She turned on her side, holding her head up on her hand. “What’s that?”

  “Do you really love me, or did you just figure out why I was holding out on you?” I asked. I had wondered a few times if she would somehow know the truth.

  “I kind of assumed, but I didn’t want to say it until I was absolutely positive I meant it. And I did,” she confirmed, squashing my fears. “I love you so much, it’s probably not even healthy. But I was afraid to love you at first.”

  “What? Why?”

  “You wanted to be a country singer. The lifestyle isn’t exactly conducive to a long-distance relationship. I never figured you’d want me to tag along,” she said.

  “I’ll admit I didn’t expect you to have such an amazing voice, but I’m glad you’re here. You complete my song. You complete me.” Truer words were never spoken.

  Tears filled her big green eyes and she leaned forward to kiss me sweetly. “I’m a lucky girl,” she whispered against my lips.

  “And I’m a lucky guy.”

  She sighed and let her eyes drift closed.

  “You are so beautiful,” I murmured.

  “You don’t have to flatter me anymore,” she said with a smile, keeping her eyes closed.

  “It’s not flattery, Ember. It’s the truth. You are beautiful, but it’s not just your outer beauty that drew me to you. It’s your inner beauty. Your soul is one of the most beautiful I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting to know. You’re an amazing woman. I really am the lucky one in this. I get to look at you and spend time with you. The best part is that I get to wake up every day with you.”

  Her eyes flew open, the green depths filled with wonder. “That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

  “I love you, Ember. It’s the absolute truth.”

  She leaned forward to press her lips to mine. “I love you, too.”

  Our kiss was sweet, full of promise and passion. I pulled her into my arms, her naked body pressed firmly against mine. Now that I had her, I never wanted to let her go, never wanted her to leave my bed, actually. I could easily see myself falling deeper and deeper in love with her the more we made love.

  She pushed her tongue in mouth, taking control of our lovemaking and I loved it. I rolled onto my back, dragging her with me until her body was on top of mine. She ground her pelvis against my already hardening dick, and I thrust back at her. She growled, her mouth moving to my ear. She bit my earlobe lightly and then kissed it.

  “I want you so bad,” she whispered.

  The feeling was mutual. I trailed my hands down her back to her round ass, cupping each cheek firmly. She arched into me, her breasts crushed against my chest. Her lips found mine again, our tongues dueling with need.

  She moved down my body to taste me, her mouth enveloping my cock. I lifted my head to watch her as she bobbed up and down, her mouth taking more and more of me in her mouth as she went. Her eyes lifted to mine as she took my entire length in her mouth and my stomach clenched. Never had a woman taken me so completely. She was ruining me.

  I reached under her arms to pull her off me when I couldn’t take another minute of her sweet, sweet pleasure. She grabbed a condom off the night stand, ripped open the packet and then slid it over my cock. She straddled me, sliding me deep inside her. I thrust my hips up, keeping my hands secured on her ass, keeping her hips pressed close to mine.

  Ember sat up, her hands moving to my chest to support herself as she moved. Her hips gyrated against me, her pussy clenched around my cock, squeezing me into oblivion. I wasn’t going to last long, I knew, the sensations were too much, too all-encompassing. I’d never felt so on fire for anyone, so ready to do anything I could to please someone else. With Ember, I wanted to make sure she came with me.

  I reached down to rub her clit with my thumb, massaging her, driving her wild.

  “Oh, God. Stone, I’m going to come,” she whispered, her hips thrusting more and more rapidly.

  “Yes. Come for me, Ember,” I demanded. Our love making was wild, uncontrolled as she moved faster and faster.

  She screamed when she came, falling against me and going limp. I flipped us over so I was on top and thrust into her again and again. I thought I was close, but seeing her come, I knew I wanted to make her come again before I let myself go. I wanted her to know I was the only man who could please her like that.

  “Stone!” she whispered, her body already approaching a second orgasm. I pumped harder, faster, willing her to come again before I lost it. Just as I was about to break, she gasped, the orgasm washing over her completely, forcing her eyes closed. I let go.

  * * * * *

  It was minutes, or maybe even hours later that I was aware of anything at all. Ember was curled against me, her body tucked neatly under my arm. I tightened my hold on her, content to just lay there with her.

  She cuddled closer to me, making a sexy little sound in the back of her throat.

  I kissed her shoulder. “We should probably get out of bed.”

  “I don’t want to,” she pouted. She pulled the blanket up over her head in protest.

  I laughed, yanking the blanket completely off her, leaving her naked. She yelped in surprise, tried to pull the blanket back, but I tossed it on the floor behind me. When she got up to lean over me and try to grab it, I tickled her until she couldn’t breathe.

  “Stone! Stop!” she squealed, trying to escape.

  The laughter stopper when I towered over her, dropping my head close to hers. “Say it again,” I murmured.

  “Stop tickling me,” she replied with a smirk.

  I glared at her. “You know that’s not what I mean.”

  “Oh, fine. I love you Stone Tucker.”

  I dropped a swift kiss to her lips. “I love you, too, Ember Daniels.”

  She sighed, content. Her hands slipped around to the back of my neck to pull me down for another kiss. Before we let ourselves get too far, I pulled away.

  “We’ve got to pack. Our plane leaves at noon,” I said. The last thing in the world I wanted was for either of us to leave that bed, but I knew we had to. “I’m going to jump in the shower.” I rolled away from her, into the bathroom.

  She stayed where she was, still basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I only half-closed the bathroom door, turning on the water and letting it heat up for a minute before I stepped i
nto the spray. The suite was deluxe, but the bathroom reminded me of an overseas mansion or something.

  The marble countertop boasted dual sinks, an intricately designed tile floor, and a huge soaking tub. Probably the best part was the shower stall. Surrounded on three sides by a glass divider, there were two shower heads, each one on opposite sides of the glass. The spray was hot and inviting, hitting me from the front and the back. I sighed as the water soothed my worn out muscles.

  Making love to Ember was well-worth the pain, but not even my regular work outs strained my muscles as much as she did. The woman was a minx, drawing me in like a moth to a flame. She was worth it, though. There wasn’t a single doubt in my mind that what we had was real and would eventually lead to a long and happy life together.

  Ember cleared her throat from outside the glass. “Is there any room in there for me?”

  I pushed open the door. “I always have room for you.”

  She stepped into the shower, her magnificent body on display for me. She’d put on weight since I met her. Not much, but she still looked perfect. Her too-skinny modeling body was disappearing, which only added to how much I wanted her. She wasn’t fat, but damn if her ass didn’t turn me on even more, now that she actually had one. Her nipples were already hard as she stepped into the spray and I couldn’t help but take one in my mouth.

  “Stone, aren’t we supposed to be showering? I thought we had a plane to catch,” she murmured, barely a protest.

  “We have time,” I said against her breast. She was so responsive, I couldn’t stop myself from wanting her again. I pressed her against the tiled wall, kissing her neck.

  “Thank God,” she muttered, her nails scraping my back.

  I kissed my way down her chest, my lips and tongue teasing her flat stomach before I sank to my knees, anxious to taste her again. I lifted one of her legs up and over shoulder, my hands on her thighs to hold her still. I pressed my tongue to her clit, loving the mewling sounds that escaped her as I pleasured her. When she was close, I thrust my finger inside her, pressing her G-spot with fervor.

  She moaned, told me she was close, and then I feverishly went after her. I sucked her clit into my mouth and pressed my finger deeper inside her, thrusting enough to force her orgasm. When she finally came, she sucked in a breath and bit her lip. My dick jumped at the sight.

  I finally stood up in front of her and she fell to her knees. Her hands went around my hips to cup my ass as she tenderly licked my cock. Her mouth was amazing. I knew I’d probably pass out from sheer pleasure of having her give me another blow job.

  Twenty-Six

  Ember

  Stone was insatiable. I never imagined being so thoroughly satisfied by a lover. He made me come again after I gave him a blowjob and then he tenderly washed my hair for me, massaging my scalp in the hot water. He was more than just a lover; he was my best friend. I felt confident that he and I could easily be together a long time, if not forever. We were open with one another, and honest. That was the key.

  The flight to Boston passed quickly for me. I fell asleep on Stone’s shoulder and before I knew it, he was shaking me awake. I blinked. We didn’t have a show that night, which was great, plus I had friends coming to visit me.

  Mallory and Gabby were both mothers now, but when I told them I’d be in Boston doing a concert, they both conned their husbands into watching the babies. Of course, Luke and Wolfe didn’t need to be conned; they loved their children. I had a text waiting for me as soon as turned my phone back on.

  Mallory: We’re here! We checked into the same hotel you’re staying at and we can’t wait to hug you!!

  I laughed and showed Stone the text.

  “I guess this means I won’t be able to make love to you again tonight, huh?” he asked, pouting.

  “Well, if you stay up late, maybe I’ll come to your room and ravage you,” I whispered as we walked through the terminal.

  His arm went around my shoulders. “I might just hold you to that, Miss Daniels.”

  I licked my lips. “I look forward to it.”

  A limo picked us up at the airport and took us to the hotel, which had to be the nicest, largest one I’d ever been to. In the lobby, I spotted Mallory and Gabby right away. I grinned when they both shrieked, running over to us and hugging me.

  I had to give Stone credit. He let us have our girl moment and ignore him completely. Eventually, I remembered to introduce him.

  “Girls, this is Stone,” I said, putting an arm around his waist.

  “It’s very nice to finally meet you two,” he greeted them.

  Just then, a group of young girls recognized us and swarmed, demanding autographs. Mallory and Gabby excused themselves, telling us they’d catch up with us later. I smiled at their kindness and then turned my attention to the girls who only seemed interested in Stone. I wasn’t surprised, of course, nor was I jealous. The way Stone glanced at me, his eyes blazing, told me everything I needed to know: he was mine.

  My phone rang and I glanced at it. It was my agent. So weird that I had an agent. “It’s Emily,” I said to Stone, who nodded and then drew the attention of the girls so I could slip away.

  “Hello?” I answered, walking away from Stone and into the business center of the hotel. It was quiet in there.

  “Ember, I have amazing news!” Emily exclaimed.

  “Oh?”

  “The studio wants to sign you as a solo artist!”

  What? “What do you mean? Heaven Sent is a package deal.”

  “There are so many things you need to learn about this business,” she huffed, irritated.

  “I’m not leaving Stone,” I said, holding my ground. There was no way in hell I’d walk away from Heaven Sent, not when it was only because of Stone that I was even a part of it.

  “This is an amazing opportunity for you, Ember. You could be the next Reba McEntire!”

  I shook my head to clear it. “That sounds nice, Emily, but I can’t do that to Stone.” I owed him.

  She sighed. “Just think about it. You’ll make double your current salary and all the attention will be on you. It’s every girls dream.”

  Not mine, I wanted to say. Instead, I appeased her. “Fine, I’ll think about it.” But there wasn’t anything for me to think about. I loved Stone. I could never betray him like that. He meant too much for me. In fact, if the company was going to try to split us up that way, I knew I’d have to tell Stone about the offer, so he could see about us breaking contract. We wanted to be with a company who supported both of us. And if the gaggle of girls surrounding Stone in the lobby was any indication, he was the one bringing in the crowd of fans.

  I finally hung up with Emily and made my way back to Stone. He looked up at me, all the love he had for me evident in his cloudy gray eyes and I almost broke. If the recording company didn’t want him, I had no idea what they would do to separate us. My breath caught, thinking about them trying to break us up. I knew we were strong, but our relationship was still pretty new. We needed to ban together.

  Stone held his hand out to me as I approached. “Hey, babe.”

  “Hi,” I said, trying to sound chipper. I doubted it came off that way, but I was suddenly in the mood to be alone. I didn’t want to impress fans; I simply wanted to be with him, to tell him everything Emily told me and have him tell me everything would be alright. I needed comfort.

  Instead, I put on a smile and signed the various items the girls presented me with. They were all excited and by the time Stone dragged me away from them, I was exhausted. Even though I slept on the plane, I felt drained. I blamed Emily. Because even though I knew I’d never do it, I was thinking about going solo. I felt like crap thinking about it, even knowing I’d never agree. I felt like I deserved to be punished for my thoughts.

  “You okay?” Stone asked once we were alone in the elevator.

  “Yeah, I’m just tired. And we should probably talk about Emily’s phone call,” I suggested.

  The elevator doors ope
ned then and Mallory and Gabby stood there, smiling. “Hey! We were just about to come up to your room,” Mallory explained.

  “Great,” I muttered, even though I wasn’t even remotely excited anymore. I needed to talk to Stone, needed him to know exactly what was going on.

  Instead, our conversation would have to wait. We all exited the elevator on the top floor and Stone inserted his key card into our room. It was another two bedroom suite, and since the girls didn’t know yet that I was sleeping with Stone, I let him go in the first bedroom and then I put my bag down in the second. It was just as grande as our hotel last night, if not even nicer. The girls followed me.

  “So, how’s performing? Do you love it? Is it everything you thought it would be?” Gabby gushed, asking me as many questions as she possibly could in the span of ten seconds.

  I laughed. “It’s a lot, I’ll admit. I really like it so far,” I started.

  Stone knocked on the open door. “Hey, I just wanted to let you know I’m going down to the bar. You girls want me to bring you back anything?”

  “No, we’re good,” Mallory answered, dismissing him.

  I gave him a little smile, hoping he’d understand. “I’m actually starving. But I’ll just order some room service. How long will you be gone?” Gah, I sounded needy!

  “I’m not sure. I’m meeting a friend, so it might be a while so we can catch up,” he offered. It was his way of giving us some space.

  He left and even though I didn’t say the words, I wanted to tell him how much I loved him. I told myself he knew. The girls drew my attention by grabbing the room service menu and shoving it in my face.

  “Have you put on weight?’ Gabby asked.

  I glared at her. “Way to make a girl feel good about herself. But yes, I’ve put on weight.” I wasn’t thrilled about it, but Stone was always saying I was too skinny, so I knew he liked me a little heavier. Not that it was that much weight. I was up nine pounds since the beginning of the summer. My boobs were bigger, which was a definite plus.