Resolution (Heart of Stone)

by D H Sidebottom

  He sucked in a nipple, pulling it with his teeth and I cried out. “Bite me” I demanded and he groaned as he pulled on my hair and clamped down on my sensitive nipple. “Fuck yes” I screamed but his bite wasn’t the same as Mason’s and it didn’t trigger my climax, yes, it intensified my lust but didn’t have the effect I was hoping for.

  He grabbed my hips and lifted me off him. “Turn around” he ordered and I swung my legs round and faced the other way, my back to his chest. “Now fuck me harder” he snarled as he took my breasts in his large hands and squeezed.

  My eyes were still closed; I don’t think I had opened them the whole time he was inside me as I tried to accommodate his size. He gripped my hair and yanked my head back as he latched on to my neck. “Yes!” I hissed as his teeth sank into my neck.

  I opened my eyes and my lungs froze. “Fuck Mason” I cried as I scrambled off Ethan.

  He was stood in the doorway, watching us, I couldn’t determine the expression on his face but I could see the hurt and pain in his eyes.

  His eyes met mine as I just sat on the bed looking at him. “What are you doing here?” I asked him as I reached under the bed for Mason’s t-shirt, the soft blue one I always slept in.

  “I brought Georgie and Katie home” he said flatly as his eyes perused my bare body and I frowned.

  “Why? I always pick them up from Kerrie’s” I said as I slipped the shirt over my head.

  “You obviously forgot that I was bringing them home early because I’ve got to take Kerrie to the airport.”

  I groaned and raked my hands through my hair. “Shit, yes, I’m sorry” I bumbled as I climbed off the bed.

  “That’s okay, I can see you had other things on your mind, Ava” he growled out and I closed my eyes as he turned and bounded down the stairs.

  “Mason, wait” I shouted after him but sighed as the front door slammed shut. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I slumped onto the bed as Ethan moved to sit on the edge beside me.

  “I take it things aren’t over for him?”

  I shrugged, biting my lip as the image of his face swan into my mind. “Oh Christ” I huffed out. Ethan was now pulling on his t-shirt, his jeans already encasing his legs.

  He stroked my cheek. “I’ll get off, you gonna be okay?” he asked as he crouched in front of me.

  I smiled and nodded, “Sorry” I whispered but he shook his head.

  “Nah, don’t be. I had a good time.” He kissed my forehead and left, leaving me sat with my face in my hands.

  ***

  “Okay out with it” Courtney glared at me while I pushed my food around my plate. I shrugged, refusing to look at her and let her see the pain in my eyes. Her hand settled over mine.

  “Did Ethan… did he hurt you?” she asked quietly and I looked up at her and frowned.

  “No! No, it’s nothing to do with Ethan” I told her as my eyes flicked to Greg, who lowered his.

  I narrowed my eyes as I regarded him. “Greg?” I asked but he shook his head.

  Courtney turned her attention to him, her own eyes narrow and glinting. “Greg?” she urged and he sighed as he pushed his hands through his hair.

  “Mason came into the club this morning before I came home” he grimaced as he glanced at me and I sighed.

  “Was he high?” I asked but he shook his head.

  “No! No he was… he was just spouting off his anger at everyone until I pulled him into the office and demanded to know what was eating him.”

  I dropped my eyes to my plate and nibbled my little finger.

  “It hurt him, Ava” he said softly and I nodded.

  “I know.”

  I peered at my potatoes behind the layer of tears in my vision. Slamming my fork down, I leant back in my chair. “Why can’t he fucking knock instead of walking in all the damn time?” I declared and Courtney groaned.

  “Oh no,” She glanced between Greg and I when she realised what had happened.

  “Damn him” I seethed as I shot up from my chair and walked over to the kitchen window. “Where is he?” I asked Greg without turning round.

  “The club” he said and I nodded.

  “Go, we’ll watch Georgie and Katie” Courtney said.

  I remained still, my heart pounding in my chest. “I dunno… I don’t know if I can, what the hell does he want from me?” I sobbed.

  Courtney’s arms gripped my shoulder. “I miss him damn it, I miss him so fucking much I can’t seem to move on and its killing me cause I know I can never be with him” I wept into her shoulder.

  “Shush, babe” she whispered.

  “It’s killing me without him but I know he’ll crush me if I go back.”

  Greg frowned. “He loves you, Ava” he shrugged, “What more do you need?”

  I stared at him, my brow deep and furrowed. “It’s not that easy, Greg” I said but he shrugged and popped a slice of meat in his mouth.

  “Isn’t it?” he said simply.

  ***

  “Hey Ava” Sam grinned and pulled me into a hug before letting me into the club “How you doing girl?” he asked and I smiled.

  “Good.” He frowned at me but smiled and nodded, “Is he here?” I asked as we entered the main floor.

  He sucked on his lips as though debating whether to tell me. “He’s in his office but Ava…” he said as I started to make my way up the stairs. I turned to him and he looked troubled. “He’s not in a good place right now.” He held my eyes, telling me everything I needed to know.

  I smiled sadly and nodded but continued up the stairs, my gut clenching at what state I would find him in. I took a huge breath and knocked on the office door.

  “I SAID FUCK OFF!!!” Mason bellowed through the door and I cringed but opened it. Before I had it fully open something hit the back of the door and shook it in my hand. “FUCK OFF!” he screamed.

  I closed my eyes, inhaled sharply and pushed the door further. It swung back and a fist careered towards me, slamming to a stop an inch from my face.

  Mason’s eyes widened in shock, “Christ Ava, I’m sorry” he gulped and I stared at him as he stared back.

  “I was gonna ask if you were okay but I guess I don’t need to ask.” I frowned at the state of him.

  His clothes were crinkled and dishevelled, his eyes were rimmed and bloodshot and he had lost weight. “You look like shit” I told him and he blinked at me.

  His lips twitched and he grinned, then he flung his head back and laughed heartily. I smirked at him as I pushed past him and scanned the room, immediately swiping the bottle of whisky from his desk and walked over to the sink, upending it and emptying its contents down the sink.

  “Christ Ava, what the fuck have you done that for?” he exploded behind me and I knew if I had been anybody else I would have already been on the end of his fist.

  I turned slowly to look at him. “You don’t need it” I said simply as I scooped up some dirty clothes off the floor. “Fuck Mason, have you been living in here?” I asked and he looked away guiltily.

  I caught a breath and stared at him, “Oh my God, why?” I asked in disbelief.

  He shrugged and turned towards the kettle. “Please don’t tell me you bring the twins here when you have them?” I implored and he spun round, glaring at me.

  “What the fuck do you take me for? Of course I don’t bring them here. When I have them I take them home.”

  He lifted a mug and I nodded and started collecting the dirty plates from around the room. “Then why have you been living here when you don’t have them?”

  He shook his head and refused to answer.

  I grabbed his arm and swung him round. “Talk to me” I begged and he bit his bottom lip, his face now angry and dark.

  “Because you’re everywhere Ava; you’re in the kitchen, you’re in the room and you’re still in my damn bed. I can’t get past you and I can’t get you out of my head” he yelled at me.

  I stumbled backwards at the rage flowing out of him. “But you’re obviously
not having the same problem I am” he spat and I slumped onto the couch.

  “Mason, please baby, calm down” I said softly but he threw his mug across the room and it smashed against the wall into tiny pieces.

  “Calm down? Calm fucking down? I have just seen the woman I love, the woman who owns my heart and soul fuck… fuck…” he choked on the rest of the words.

  “I came to apologise but if you didn’t just let yourself into my home, you wouldn’t have had to see that” I told him quietly, trying to keep calm but my anger was bubbling away beneath my skin.

  He scoffed and glared at me. “Well it obviously didn’t take you too long before you let somebody else in.”

  My eyes widened and I stood up, furious at him. “And you never even stopped letting someone else in” I spat and stomped to the door.

  His hands grabbed my arms and I was pushed up against the wall, his sheer strength took my breath away and the look in his eyes brought forward a whimper. His eyes bore into mine and I gulped. “Let me go” I choked out.

  His face suddenly softened and he pulled me into his embrace, his nose nuzzling my hair as he inhaled deeply. “God, I miss you” he whispered and I wasn’t sure if he knew he had said it aloud.

  My lungs were screaming at me to breathe and my blood was singing inside my veins as my soul danced with excitement and my body flourished beneath him. I pulled away from him. “No, don’t do this again… I can’t…” I shook my head rapidly as tears welled and I spun around, determined not to let him see.

  I grasped the door handle and pulled as his hand shot out and held the door before I could make my escape. I didn’t look at him… I daren’t look at him, knowing one look into his eyes and I would see his soul and crumble.

  I heard his heavy gulp but he didn’t move or say anything for a while. “Ava…” he whispered and I tensed. He sighed and removed his hand, setting me free but all of a sudden I wasn’t sure I wanted to be free but I held my ground.

  “You still okay for Saturday?” I asked him and he glowered at me.

  “Of course, the caterers are coming at 10 if you need to be there” he told me bluntly.

  It was the twins first birthday on Saturday and we had decided to have the party at Mason’s because his house was huge and much more suitable for a thousand kids tearing round screaming and screeching.

  I nodded, “The entertainers should be there about 12ish, but I’ll be there for the caterers so you can… well you can get on with whatever you need to…” I trailed off as I saw his expression shift to something close to fury.

  “I want to help, they are my children too, Ava” he growled.

  I nodded. “Yes, yes that’s fine I just… oh it doesn’t matter, whatever I say it gets twisted so…” I shrugged and stepped out of the door, quietly shutting it behind me and now filling my lungs with the air they needed as I closed my eyes and leant my head back on the wall.

  I swiped a stray tear that was trailing down my cheek then my eyes shot open as I realised Mason had cameras trained to his door. I pushed off the wall and made my way downstairs, my heart tightening further with every step I moved away from him.

  Coming to a halt at the top step my soul screamed at me to turn around.

  I looked back, my foot inching back towards the office door.

  Do it... Don’t do it... Do it... Don’t do it!

  I was desperate to feel his lips on mine, to feel safe in his hold, to hear his laughter and see his twinkling eyes as they gazed at me; to feel the whisper of his breath against my neck and feel his fingers softly tracing every contour of my body, to feel him inside me, filling me with his very essence.

  I heard a noise and looked up to see Mason stood outside his office door watching me, his eyes wide and bright with hope. I suddenly couldn’t breathe and my mouth was so dry I struggled to swallow.

  He lifted his hand to me, reaching out and begging silently and a sob erupted from me. “Ava…” he breathed as he pleaded with his eyes.

  I took a step nearer to him but he remained immobile knowing that if I wanted to do this I had to do it myself.

  Another step towards him and I heard his soft whimper. I gulped and exhaled heavily as another step became another step and before I blinked I was in his arms, his mouth over mine in a needy and desperate kiss.

  I choked out a sob as I heard him moan in anguish and delight as his tongue danced happily with mine and I was sure I felt my soul depart from my body to join his, relishing in its return and closeness once again.

  “Ava…” he breathed as his lips settled against my forehead and he held me tightly. “God, baby.”

  I tilted my head back and lifted my face to his again, needing to feel him again.

  I devoured and consumed him as he pulled me into him and pushed his erection into me. I was suddenly overwhelmed, needing him inside me before I collapsed without the feel of him.

  I gripped the hem of his shirt and yanked it over his head and he took my lips again as soon as it was off. I frantically tugged at his belt buckle and fought to unzip him.

  He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them over my hips and I pulled a leg up and out of them. I cried out in delight when he wedged me against the wall, lifted my leg over his hip and thrust into me.

  “Oooh baby” he groaned, “I missed you” he breathed as he suckled on the skin beneath my ear.

  Gripping his shoulders tightly I swung my legs over his hips, driving myself deeper onto him. “Hurry Mason, I need your cum inside me” I demanded and he groaned when I clawed my finger nails down his back.

  He deepened his thrusts and my body cried out in ecstasy when his teeth clamped the sensitive skin of my neck and I climaxed immediately. “Yes! Mason. Fuck I missed you.”

  His mouth came onto mine for a hungry controlling kiss before they found my neck and I pulled him into me, “Own me again” I told him. He hissed sharply but didn’t waste time in biting and sucking me, driving me into oblivion as he marked me repeatedly.

  The office door swung open and Greg stood in the doorway, his eyes wide but the grin on his face told us everything. “Fuck off” Mason snarled.

  He laughed and dipped his head, “With fucking pleasure.” He winked and we heard his happy laughter all the way down the corridor.

  I heard Mason grunt and then he jerked. “Ava!” he yelled as he pumped into me furiously, his eyes open and holding mine as he erupted into me. I tipped my head back and orgasmed again, the sheer rapture in his face igniting my pleasure.

  He stumbled over to the sofa, still buried deep inside me as he sat and cradled me whilst we panted and heaved in breaths.

  I straddled his thighs and rested my forehead against his. “When did you last score?” I asked him and he grinned.

  “The day before you locked me in the garage” he whispered and my eyes shot open.

  “Really? You didn’t fall back when I walked out?” I asked.

  He shook his head and smiled softly. “I did it for you baby. I’d do anything to get you back. I’ll admit I’ve had a drink but no drugs, not for six months now.”

  I beamed at him and then frowned. “And the last time you saw Rebecca?” I asked and swallowed heavily.

  “The day you left me” he revealed as he swiped his fingers over my cheek “I’m so sorry Ava, for everything. I know I hurt you so much and I… and I…”

  I placed my fingers against his lips. “A year” I said frankly and seriously, “You have a year and if you keep away from the drugs and Rebecca then on the twins second birthday I will marry you” I told him.

  His eyes widened and then his lips twisted into a wild and bright grin. “You’re giving me another chance?” he asked as he palmed my cheek and I smiled sadly.

  “I can’t live without you, Mason, but I won’t let you destroy our relationship anymore. I can’t do it, I won’t survive it again.”

  His lips crashed over mine as his hand cupped the back of my head and held me to him. “I won’t hurt you again, I promise
my little warrior” he whispered before he lay me down on the sofa and made love to me slowly and passionately as we clung to each other in desperation and ecstasy as we once again fought for our relationship.

  EPILOGUE

  I stood in the full length mirror and swiped the forbidden tear from my cheek as I stared into my own eyes. I closed them, fighting against the tears that wanted to swill from me.

  Taking a deep breath I opened them and gasped as my eyes met another’s in the mirror. She smiled softly at me and then nodded as her eyes twinkled with happiness and delight.

  She blew me a kiss and turned away and the tears poured. “Goodbye” I whispered to Katie’s retreating figure, “I love you, hun.”

  She looked over her shoulder and winked at me as her image blurred and Mason came into view and I knew she had now left me in the hands of another, who loved the very ground I walked on and would protect me with his life.

  His hand settled on my shoulder as his chin rested on my head. “Has she gone?” he asked softly and I choked out a sob, his understanding and compassion amazed me.

  “Yes” I breathed and he spun me around.

  “I’m here now Ava and she knows it. I promised her I will look after you and I won’t break that promise” he said softly and I nodded against his chest.

  He held me until a knock came on the door. “Ready?” Courtney asked as she popped her head around the door and her eyes widened. “Get the hell out” she yelled at Mason and he chuckled and winked at me.

  “I’ll see you later” he glanced at his watch, “In about an hour, don’t be late.” He kissed the top of my head.