Resolution (Heart of Stone)

by D H Sidebottom

  “Trouble in main reception” he informed Nate and we both shot a look at each other.

  “God damn!” I hissed and stood up.

  Nate shot out of his chair. “Don’t you dare!” he roared but I shook my head.

  “Let me deal with him Nate. The mood he’s in he’ll rip you apart” I said sternly but Nate snorted.

  “And he won’t you; he’s already tried once.”

  Jonathon was stood staring at the pair of us with confusion on his face. “I’m coming Jonathon” I informed him as Nate growled at me.

  “Ava, don’t do this” he pleaded.

  “I need to Nate, we both know he won’t stop until he’s seen me. Don’t worry” I smiled wearily, my body now running on reserves as I walked slowly to the door.

  “Ava, please. At least let me come down with you to see what mood he’s in” he appealed and I sighed and nodded.

  “Fine” I huffed, tired of arguing with everyone.

  I walked slowly and calmly to the elevator, finally ready to face him and sort out the demons that were plaguing him and I knew this was going to be our toughest conversation ever.

  CHAPTER 21

  We stepped from the elevator to chaos. Mason was pinned on the floor under three security guards, shouting, swearing and struggling whilst four more were stood round them, stances wide and protective.

  I puffed out and stepped into the foyer. “Okay, let him go” I said and Mason’s head shot up.

  Our eyes locked and I stumbled backwards at the sight of him. His face was bloody and bruised, both of his eyes were blackened and puffed, his lip was split and his nose and cheek sported stitches.

  “Jesus” I breathed. Nate’s arms slid around my waist to support me as I stepped closer to him. Nate nodded to the guards and they all moved away from Mason, leaving him to pick himself up off the floor.

  We both stood frozen in place as we feasted on each other. Nate moved from beside me and before I could take another breath he had floored Mason and had his hands around his throat.

  Oh Jesus!!

  “Nate!” I screamed as I rushed over to them.

  “YOU FUCKING EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN AND I’LL TEAR YOU TO FUCKING SHREDS YOU PRICK!” Nate thundered as he landed another blow to Mason’s face and then another in his ribs.

  “NATE!” I grabbed his shirt and tried to drag him off but I couldn’t shift him as he landed another slam to Mason’s stomach.

  I spun round and eyed the guards. “Will you fucking help me?!” I screamed at their wide eyes and they all seemed to blink at once and shoot over, pulling Nate away from Mason.

  I stood rooted to the spot as it dawned on me that Mason hadn’t even attempted to fight back, not even one hit.

  I crouched down beside him. “Come on” I said softly as I helped him up. He grabbed on to me, even though I knew he didn’t need any help getting up but his hands remained on my arms as he stood and looked at me.

  His eyes lowered on to my neck and I heard his breathing become erratic as his fingers reached out and touched one of the bandages. A strangled choke erupted from his throat and I watched his face shut down in pain and repulsion. His fists clenched as he swallowed and his eyes rose back up to mine.

  “I’m so… fuck!” he bit his lip severely and turned away from me, ran his hands through his hair in desperation as his shoulders heaved with each heavy intake of air.

  He turned back round to me and the inner turmoil and desolation made my heart bleed “I… I can’t…” he sobbed and took a step towards the door.

  “You dare walk out on me to score then we are through!” I said calmly. He spun back round to me, the desperation and pleading mixed with his utter aching need to get obliterated tore at me but I took a deep breath.

  His brow was sweaty and his skin was pale as he trembled violently and he closed his eyes. “Ava I need….”

  He growled loudly and I could see his urge to bolt winning. “Please” I choked out in hopelessness. His eyes shot open and they found mine; the pleading, the misery and the dejection I felt were reflected back in his.

  “Baby I… I need you right now, Ava. Right fucking now!” he sobbed and I understood immediately what he meant so I did what I had wanted to do since he walked out on me Saturday night to score… I opened my arms to him.

  He took two wide strides to me and I enveloped him, pulling him to the ground with me as I rocked him and planted kisses in the softness of his hair, inhaling his muskiness, his own unique scent that always made my blood burn and my pulse quicken.

  “Shush baby, we’ll fix it” I whispered as he continued to cling to me in grief and sorrow. “Shush” I whispered again as I saw Nate squat down beside us.

  “Ava, you wanna take him home?” he asked softly as his hand rested in my hair. I smiled and nodded. “I’ll get Blake to take you home. Ring me later” he said and I nodded again as he pulled his phone from his pocket.

  “Baby…”Mason wept into me as his fists wrapped around my shirt, pulling me further into him, his need to be as close as possible wrenching at him.

  “I’m here Baby, I’ve got you” I breathed.

  Liv looked down on us, my bag and coat in her hand. “Thanks” I smiled as she placed them beside me.

  “Be careful” she mouthed and I nodded.

  “It’s okay” I mouthed back and she patted my arm and walked off.

  Nate helped me get Mason to his feet and into the waiting car outside and as soon as I climbed in he was back in my arms, clinging and pulling at me. “Mason, I won’t let you go, I promise” I soothed as I held him tightly.

  “I really need… fuck! I need it, baby” he rasped and I tilted his head back to look in his eyes.

  “No you don’t, Mason. I’m here now” I told him firmly.

  He straightened a little and reached out to stroke my cheek with the back of his fingers. “What have I done?” he breathed and I stroked my thumb across his cheekbone.

  “Shush” I scolded softly.

  He swept a finger across my bottom lip as he studied me intensely. “I hurt you” he whispered as he leaned slowly closer, his gaze flicking from my eyes to my lips and my breathing slowed as my heart rate peaked.

  “Kiss me” I whispered.

  He gasped before his lips hovered softly over mine as his fingers wrapped around my hair and he pulled me closer. “Baby?” he breathed over my mouth, suspended and not daring to touch.

  “Kiss me damn it” I snarled.

  He took a deep breath then his mouth found mine and my body sang in joy as my hands gripped his hair and pulled him deeper. He moaned low and I gave him a groan of my own as he sat back and pulled me onto his lap, never breaking the kiss and never extending the gap between us.

  His lips feasted on me as he controlled me, devoured me and claimed me back. “I love you” I whispered against his mouth as he broke the kiss.

  He looked pained for a moment before he cupped my cheek. “Ava I… I’m no good for you, baby” he breathed as he settled his forehead on mine.

  We remained silent and motionless until we pulled up outside Mason’s house. I took his hand, thanked the driver and pulled him up to the front door as I fiddled with my keys and let us in.

  We both stood still, staring at each other with heavy breaths until I took a step closer to him. “Love me, Mason” I near damn begged. “I need your passion, your tenderness and I need you to fill me with your love” I whispered as I brushed my mouth across his jaw. “I want you to make me forget and I want to make you forget.”

  I nibbled on his bottom lip as a low groan escaped him and he closed his eyes. “I want to make you scream in ecstasy, Mason” I grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head.

  I placed my palms over the angry bruises marring his glorious hard lean chest, “God! You take my breath away” I hissed as I stroked my tongue across his pectoral muscle and over his small brown nipple.

  He pulled in a sharp breath and his hands rested on my head as I c
ontinued to lick down his magnificent abs and down to his man trail, nibbling and sucking my way. “You make me come apart, Mason. I crave you, you’re like my own drug, I need you and I die inside without you.” I looked up at him through hooded eyes as I loosened the belt on his jeans and pulled it out of the loops.

  I pulled over a chair. “Bend over it” I said and his eyes shot from me to the chair. I tipped my head and raised my brow in a challenge, “Over – the - chair” I told him slowly.

  He bit his bottom lip but then leaned over. “Grip the back of it” I informed him and he grasped the last rung of the back of it. I looped the belt around his wrists and secured it to the chair.

  “Fuck!” he hissed.

  Leaning over the back of him I whispered in his ear. “Does this make you hard, Mason?”

  I traced his spine with my tongue. “Yes!” he whispered and groaned when I dipped my tongue into the crease of his backside that was showing above the waist band of his jeans.

  Sliding my hands around the front of him I popped the buttons open and slid them painstakingly slow down his legs, kissing and licking my way down with them and smiled when I noticed he had no shorts on

  “Mmmm” I murmured as I reached around him and took his impressive cock in my hand, squeezing tightly.

  “Christ, Ava” he groaned and I was beginning to think I would orgasm just at the sight of my man, bent over and tied to a chair.

  “God I love your arse.”

  I flicked my tongue over his muscular buttocks, relishing the taste of him as I pressed my palm into the base of his back and pushed him further down, making his arse raise higher in the air.

  His breath hitched and I wondered if he knew what I was planning but before he could back out I reamed his anus with my tongue and he bucked and jerked wildly. “FUCKKKK!!” he growled primal and loud.

  “You like that, baby?” I asked as I sneaked a hand round to his front again and started to work his impressive erection.

  “Ava…” he groaned as I slipped a finger into him.

  “You like this Mason?” I asked as I continued to lick around my finger. He didn’t speak but groaned loudly.

  I removed my hand from his cock and slapped his arse harshly. “Answer me!” I growled as he jolted at the impact.

  “Yes!” he shouted. Smiling to myself I took him in hand again as I plunged another finger into him and flicked my tongue back over him applying as much spit as I could. “Oh Goddd” he hissed through clenched teeth.

  “Do you want to make love to another man, Mason? Or do you just wanna know what it feels like to be fucked up your ass?” I finally asked the question as I worked him rapidly in my hand and pounded into him with my fingers.

  “Fuck, Ava” he jerked against the belt. I stopped my actions immediately and he moaned and pushed back onto my fingers, making me grin widely.

  I smacked his backside sharply. “Answer me!” I yelled again as I flicked my tongue over his tight hole. “Answer me, Mason” I demanded with another spank.

  “Fuck, yes!” he shouted as he pushed back again.

  “You wanna make love to a man or just experience the fuck?” I shouted at him as I slapped his arse again.

  He was practically pumping himself on my fingers. “Answer the question and I will make you come so fucking hard you’ll pass out screaming my name” I snarled at him as I took his pulsing swollen erection in my hand. “Answer me” I growled.

  “I just wanna be fucked in my ass” he shouted and I smiled and then blew his mind. I twisted and curled my fingers inside him to find the sensitive gland that controlled his sperm as I pumped his cock rapidly.

  He screamed and bucked wildly as his mind exploded and he ejaculated fiercely on the seat of the chair as he growled and grunted my name savagely. His knees buckled and I slid my arm around his waist so he could lower his knees onto the chair.

  He rested his head over his restrained hands and panted heavily as I undid the belt.

  “Come on” I pulled him to his feet and helped him up the stairs while he clung to me with wobbly legs.

  I laid him gently on the bed, stripped off and climbed in beside him. I pulled the duvet up over us as I enveloped him into me. “Sleep baby” I whispered into his sweaty forehead.

  “I love you my little warrior” he whispered and then passed out.

  ***

  “Hey Baby” he whispered in my ear as my eyes flickered.

  “Mmmm” I mumbled when I opened my sleepy eyes and smiled up at Mason as his frame surrounded me possessively on the bed. We were silent for a long time until he tipped his head back and rested his chin on my breastbone to look up at me. “Am I squashing you?” he asked and I shook my head and smiled softly at him.

  His eyes furrowed and he looked ashamed. “What?” I asked gently as I palmed his cheek.

  “How did you know?” he asked seriously and I smiled at him again.

  “I can understand you better than you can” I told him.

  He chuckled and nodded faintly. “It… it doesn’t… you know?” he asked as he turned away.

  I rolled from under him and pulled him up to face me as we lay on our sides. I took his hand in mine and stroked his cheek. “Baby, everybody has different fantasies and desires. Hell, I like to be fucked roughly and bitten” I shrugged. “But what I’m angry at, is that you couldn’t talk to me. Why?” I asked softly and he nibbled on his lip.

  “I dunno Ava, it just seems… I dunno dirty and wrong what I want.”

  I frowned. “Why does it? Do you want to have a gay relationship?” I probed gently, aware that anything I say wrong at this moment could set him off.

  “No, it’s not that” he puffed out.

  “Then tell me because we can’t sort this out until I know exactly what you want” he smiled wickedly.

  “Well… well what you did just about covers it” he said shyly.

  I grinned. “So you don’t want to sleep with another man?” I asked.

  “No, I just… I just enjoy what you did… do” he shrugged. “It blew my mind but doesn’t it… doesn’t it, you know repulse you?” he asked as he diverted his eyes to our joined hands and he swiped his thumb across my knuckles.

  “Fuck, no!” I declared and his eyes shot back to mine. “It was fucking hot to do that to you, I nearly came on the spot watching you writhe in ecstasy” I confessed.

  “Really?” he asked incredibly.

  “Yes Mason, doing anything that pleasures you, pleasures me.” I leaned into him and planted a soft kiss on his lips and he opened up to me as I took him dominantly and possessively.

  We settled back into comfortable silence for a while. “Can I see?” he asked slowly and my eyes shot to his but I nodded. He tentatively peeled the corner of one of my bandages and worked it off.

  His breath hitched as he saw the six stitches holding my skin back in place. He gulped and closed his eyes.

  “Baby” he breathed and I wrapped my fingers in his hair.

  “I know” I whispered.

  “I didn’t know, baby” he declared as his hand gripped the side of my head “I didn’t mean to… to take you like that.” A tear rolled down his cheek.

  “Mason it’s okay, I understand” I soothed but he shot up.

  “No damn it, Ava! it’s not okay, all your fucking life men have done that to you and now I fucking hurt you in the worst possible way.”

  I kneeled up on the bed and took his hand in mine. “Mason, listen to me. It wasn’t you, you were high and out of it. I know… I know you would never knowledgably and intentionally hurt me, baby.”

  I rested my forehead against his. “I want you to go into rehab, Mason” I said softly and he reared back, staring at me like I’d gone mad.

  “No, baby” he begged as he shook his head, “I can’t go in there, Ava.”

  He stood up and started pacing and I sighed heavily, “But Mason, you can’t do this without help.”

  He climbed back on the bed and kneeled in front o
f me while he claimed my hands. “I can do this with you Ava, please, just help me through it but don’t make me go there” he pleaded like a little child and my heart broke for him.

  I closed my eyes in resignation and when I opened them I framed his face. “Okay, we do this together” I told him and he grinned widely at me. “But… one more relapse and you go in” I said firmly.

  He sighed and nodded slowly. “You can’t keep doing this to me, Mason. I can’t keep clawing myself back to life. You’re slowly crushing us both.”

  He nodded again and pulled me into him. “God Ava, I love you more than life itself, I can’t breathe when you’re not here, I can’t think when you are here and I can’t fight the damn pain inside when I know I’ve hurt you.”

  I kissed him gently, tenderly, softly and framed his beautiful face. “Why didn’t you tell me you were struggling?”

  He shrugged, “I don’t know, I’ve been doing small quantities for a few weeks but it seemed to get worse at the weekend” he admitted and I loved him more for his honesty. “I’m so sorry about Connor, I was high when I asked him and I just presumed… well you know” he looked away sheepishly.

  I frowned. “I can’t understand why you thought it would be what I wanted.”

  He sighed and stood up, walking to the window and staring out of his balcony doors. “I was feeling paranoid and I got it into my head that maybe I wasn’t enough for you and I just wanted to please you but there was also that little part of me wondering if I could…”

  He ran his hands through his hair and I walked over to him, circling my arms around his waist. “You wondered if Connor would fuck you?” I finished for him.

  He nodded. “Mason, we need to be honest with each other if nothing else I need your honesty.”

  He nodded. “I know you think I want that… you know a man but it’s not that, I just enjoy the intensity, the feeling it brings me… it just turns me on when you… when you touch my…”