Secret: A Stone Billionaire Series Novel (The Stone Billionaire Series Book 5)

by Kaya Woodward

  I am a sweaty mess of a woman, but I am the woman that Evan loves, and I find myself laughing lightly.

  “Oh, my God!” I gasp.

  “That was…” I try to find the words.

  “Incredible?” Evan asks between kisses.

  “Perfect? Bliss? Amazing?” he continues.

  “All of the above,” I whisper.

  I shake under Evan’s touch as he removes my bra, and I slide his shorts down with my feet.

  We’re kissing again, lost in each other completely.

  It’s impossible to get my mind to focus straight, everything from the lingering smell of Evan’s aftershave to the way his hands feel on my breasts, sends my mind reaching in all directions.

  Our bodies crush together in the tangled bedsheets, my legs wrapped around his waist.

  It’s all too easy to fall back together again; natural, almost like breathing.

  “I love you, Leigha,” Evan’s whisper sends chills down my spine.

  “I love you, too, Evan,” I manage the words.

  My emotions are in overdrive, out of control.

  He means so much to me; I never thought it was possible for us to have this together.

  But, here we are.

  Finally, free.

  Evan’s eyes are clearly focused on mine as he guides his length inside me.

  My breath hitches in my throat as Evan fills me with his girth.

  Our eyes still connected, the look on his face is one I want to memorize.

  Evan covers my body with his.

  “Oh God, Leigha,” he murmurs in my ear.

  Evan feels so good inside me I can barely breathe.

  “Evan!” I cry out in pleasure.

  Already sensitive from the first orgasm, I can feel every single inch of him sliding in and out of me.

  Completely filled with Evan I know now what I always thought: he’s the only man I’ll ever truly love.

  Every touch, every kiss, every slow thrust makes me moan for more.

  We move against each other in perfect rhythm, my nails digging hard into his back as Evan coaxes another orgasm out of me.

  I writhe on his cock, my entire body rigid as Evan continues, pressing harder and harder into me as we kiss furiously.

  Evan pins my arms over my head, kissing my neck, my shoulders, my breasts, everything he can.

  His hands run all along my body, every thrust making me scream his name, and cry for more.

  We’re both caught up in each other, at the moment.

  “Leigha,” Evan growls my name.

  “Evan! Oh, my God! Fuck!” I scream in response.

  “I’m going to cum!” Evan roars.

  This, along with the sensation of his hot seed spilling inside me, tips me over the edge one final, delicious time.

  My eyes roll back inside my head as Evan grips my hips so tightly he’s sure to leave bruises.

  I’m a quivering, shaking mess, and my entire body trembles as Evan collapses on top of me.

  Our lips meet over and over again, kissing and laughing together.

  “That was fucking amazing!” Evan whispers between kisses.

  “Mhmm,” I agree with him.

  Between the kissing and touching, I feel Evan’s member grow harder inside me.

  Just having him between my legs drives me insane.

  Slowly, Evan pulls himself out slightly.

  That simple motion makes me moan.

  “I think you like that,” Evan whispers.

  I shake my head to tease him.

  “Oh, really?” he growls.

  Evan draws out his next thrust until he’s filled me with the entire length of his massive member.

  “Ev,” I gasp.

  “Did you like that?” he urges me.

  I look up at him, a relaxed expression on my face.

  “I think you can do better than that, Stone,” I tease.

  “I doubt you’ll ever think about another man, with what I’m about to do to you Leigha,” Evan whispers.

  We make love all night.

  2

  Evan

  November 17, 2018

  It’s a quiet enough Saturday that Leigha closes up the office before five, and we set off for home.

  I didn’t tell her I rescheduled my evening flight.

  “So, my mother called today,” I tell her.

  We walk hand and hand right in the sand.

  “Oh? How is she doing?” Leigha asks.

  “She’s doing a lot better, I think. I can tell she’s struggling with everything, nothing makes sense to her still. Which I mean, obviously makes sense considering she had major brain surgery. But she seemed like she had a better handle on coping with everything,” I explain.

  “That’s good, did you tell her to come visit?” Leigha asks.

  “I would, but then Tinsley and the whole gang is going to show up,” I laugh.

  “Tinsley won’t let my mother out of her sight, apparently. It’s kind of hilarious, Ava said. If my mother forgets to eat, or anything like that, Tinsley is right there to reminder her,” I explain.

  “That is kind of funny,” Leigha says.

  Considering we thought my mother was doing everything to keep them apart, it’s quite a role reversal.

  But since my mother had the tumor removed, she’s needed a lot of help.

  Tinsley would accept nothing less than taking on that battle.

  She’s trying to raise Sebastian, Ava’s two little monsters are wreaking havoc all over the place, and on top of that my mother has become a priority.

  Tinsley was right about one thing though; my father would’ve wanted it that way.

  He would’ve expected nothing less of us.

  “Maybe we should go visit them?” Leigha suggests.

  “I think so, I think it’s a good idea. It’s been a little bit, we can close up shop for Christmas,” I agree with Leigha.

  In the past I would’ve said no, that I wasn’t ready to face that home without my father in it.

  But, it’s time to keep moving.

  I’m growing my own business, I’m moving forward with my life, it’s time to face the reality that my father isn’t coming back.

  A little part of me will always hold out hope for my old man.

  When I look up at the sky, the blue is gone and grey storm clouds have rolled in faster than I thought possible.

  “It’s going to storm,” Leigha says.

  Neither of us cares that we’re caught in the rain.

  It’s just water.

  It reminds me that against all odds, we’re alive and together.

  Leigha stops and raises her hands in the air as the onslaught drenches us in seconds.

  I watch her twirl around in the rain, looking up at the sky with a smile on her face.

  Leigha makes me happy; she lifts the weight of the world from my shoulders.

  On days when I’ve had too many flights, and tourists are terrible, and it seems like we aren’t quite making enough and bills are tight?

  She’s the woman that makes it all bearable.

  She was the reason I clawed myself out of the dark hole I went into when my father first disappeared.

  When we came to Nassau, all I wanted to do was smoke weed every day and forget my entire life.

  Leigha wouldn’t let me do it.

  Instead she verbally slapped me across the face and told me that I had to make something of myself, and make my father proud.

  It was her idea, the business.

  She said I should start my own business, and I said that all I wanted to do was fly.

  “Evan Stone Tours, Ltd”

  “See the Bahamas from the air, in the lap of luxury.”

  That was our brain child.

  We’re far from where we started.

  Half a year later, I’m looking at a business evaluation into the millions, which isn’t bad, considering it’s just Leigha and myself.

  We’re always fully booked; in fact, there’
s a wait list.

  Leigha wants to hire more pilots, but I like it just the two of us.

  I could go on like this forever.

  “Leigha,” I say, as I take her hands in mine.

  “Do you like all of this?” I ask her.

  Leigha laughs.

  “Evan, you know I love this life we have together, and I love you, why would you ask something so silly?” She asks me.

  “Well, because,” I say.

  Then, I pause.

  Shit.

  I don’t have the goddamn ring.

  Fuck it.

  I’m not waiting any more.

  Instead I drop down to one knee, and look up at Leigha in the rain.

  “Evan, oh my god!” Leigha screams.

  The wide smile that lights up her grey eyes tells me everything I need to know.

  “Leigha Bergmann, you have been my best friend forever, you’ve stood by me through all my bullshit, and you picked me up when I needed someone to pick me up. You are by far, more of a woman than I am worthy. However, I am so deeply, enthralled with you that I have to ask, if you’ll be my wife?”

  I say the words clearly through the rain.

  “Yes! Evan! Yes!” Leigha screams, the smile still plastered on her face.

  I pick her up and twirl her around in the rain, both of us laughing.

  When I finally set her down in the sand, I get my first kiss, from my fiancée.

  Her lips are warm, and soft, and welcoming.

  Leigha opens her mouth to mine almost instantly and I know whatever we stopping us from being together before, is gone.

  We will move forward together.

  We walk into our apartment.

  “Oh, just give me a second, I have to find the ring,” I tell Leigha.

  “Wait, there’s a ring?” Leigha asks confused.

  “Of course, there’s a ring. I had this whole thing planned out, we were going to fly out to that resort you like, have dinner on the beach, and that’s how I was going to propose, but…” I stop talking, as I find the ring hidden in the back of my closet.

  “You had all of this planned out?” Leigha asks with a laugh.

  “I did,” I confirm.

  Then, I wrap my arms around Leigha.

  “Evan, you know you didn’t have to do all that,” Leigha tells me softly.

  “I know, but I wanted to, for you, but then I just saw how happy you were, and how happy that made me and I didn’t want to wait another second,” I explain to Leigha.

  She laughs softly, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  “Evan, you know I don’t need a ring,” Leigha whispers.

  “Well, I’m a man, and a man gives a woman a ring, when a man asks a woman to marry him,” I say.

  Leigha just smiles and finds my lips.

  Another thorough, heartfelt kiss and I’m momentarily distracted.

  I want to get her in bed, out of those wet clothes and under me.

  “Don’t you want to see it?” I ask when we pull away.

  Leigha nods.

  I open the box and I know I did the right thing, because her face lights up as a blush rises in her cheeks.

  “Oh, Evan!” she gasps, as she touches the box.

  “It’s vintage; it was my grandmother’s,” I explain.

  It’s a vintage Tiffany three-stone, emerald-cut ring, to be precise.

  It was given to me by Ava, who said I should use it when the time came.

  I’ve had it for months, since I took it from the safe on a whim.

  Even then, I knew that Leigha really was the love of my life.

  Tears slide down Leigha’s cheeks as I slip the ring on her finger.

  “Please, tell me those are happy tears,” I prod.

  “Of course, silly,” Leigha sniffs.

  “I just… I can’t wait to be your wife. I never thought we’d be here, but here we are, together, and everything is going to be okay,” Leigha says softly.

  I’ve got a ring on her finger, we are fully committed to each other, and the idea of marrying the woman who’s stood by me through hell, the woman I love more than my own life, turns me on.

  “Let’s get you out of these clothes,” I whisper.

  The sound of Leigha’s breath as I peel away the wet clothing, piece by piece, kissing her wet skin, is a sound I want to hear forever.

  She’s relaxed, and happy, and I’m the man that gets to make her happy.

  “I love you,” I whisper against her wet skin.

  “I love you too, Evan Stone,” Leigha replies breathlessly.

  I unclasp her bra in one swift motion and toss it on the floor so I can savour the taste of her nipple as my tongue swirls around it.

  Leigha pulls my shirt over my head, and takes off my belt before we tumble onto the bed together, kissing in a fiery heat that makes my cock rock hard for this woman.

  I need to be inside her.

  With the sensation of skin-on-skin contact, my entire body is in overdrive.

  Leigha kisses my shoulder, and my chest as she goes even lower, and then those thick lips are wrapped around my cock.

  She takes all of my length in her mouth, her tongue dragging along the shaft before it swirls around the head of my cock.

  Then, again and again she takes me deep in her mouth.

  “Leigha,” I groan.

  I entangle my hands in her hair as her talented tongue begins to send me to the breaking point.

  Her eyes are intently on mine, and with my shaft in her mouth like that it’s the kind of thing I like to memorize.

  “God! You’re so sexy!” I growl.

  Leigha stops for a moment and smirks at me.

  “You really are,” I say.

  Then, I roll her over, and pin her down on the bed.

  I spread her pussy lips, dipping two fingers inside her wetness, and receive a low moan in return.

  My tongue slides along her clit, slippery and hard, as I continue to use my fingers on her, to my advantage.

  “Oh, Evan!” Leigha moans passionately.

  Her body quivers and shakes under my touch.

  Slow and steady, I continue to slide my fingers into her wetness, my tongue massaging her clit lightly at first, then harder as she continues to quiver more.

  “Ev!” Leigha calls my name, out of breath.

  She’s so loud the neighbors can probably hear, but I don’t care.

  Leigha spreads her legs a little wider for me, giving me access to slide my fingers deeper until she’s outright shaking from the buildup.

  My fingers work their magic, and find that sweet little spot that I know will make her see stars.

  “Evan!” Leigha screams in pleasure, as her body convulses with a powerful orgasm that leaves her breathless and weak.

  Leigha is giggling, happy from the climax, and her legs are shaking.

  “God, Evan! Is it just me or does it keep getting better? I think I need a minute,” Leigha laughs.

  “I’m not done with you just yet,” I say hoarsely.

  Our eyes connect, Leigha bites her lip and I know she wants me as desperately as I want her.

  I take my throbbing cock in my hand, and guide it between her legs, watching the expression on Leigha’s face change.

  Her mouth opens, and her eyes widen, then a little sound comes out, sort of like a gasp and a moan at the same time.

  “Evan,” Leigha breathes my name.

  The sound of my name on her lips drives me wild.

  I can’t hold back, I need this woman in my arms, and my cock sinks further inside her as I cover her body with mine, wrapping my arms around her.

  Leigha’s hands snake into my hair, our lips find each other, and then I’m lost.

  Lost in the way she feels wrapped around my cock.

  Lost in the smell of her shampoo, her skin, everything about her screams out to me.

  Lost in her lips.

  Cherry Chapstick.

  I’ve stopped existing, and am truly simply suspe
nded in the moment.

  We move together seamlessly and I have to admit, it’s the groundbreaking kind of sex I’ve never experienced before.

  My desire to touch her, caress her, kiss her, knows no bounds.

  It could be minutes, or hours, I don’t know as time has become meaningless to me.

  We bring each other closer and closer to orgasm until I can’t hold it back any longer.

  I lose control as Leigha’s muscles tighten around my cock, and then she’s moaning my name in my ear.

  The orgasm swells through my body as it rolls through hers, and we cling to each other breathlessly, riding the spasms as our lips come together for a few last passionate kisses before we are spent.

  It is a long time before either of us moves.

  Only the cat jumping onto the bed brings us from our haze.

  “Bond,” I whisper to the cat.

  He meows in return, and curls up against Leigha, who is wrapped up in my arms.

  “We should probably,” Leigha says dreamily.

  “Probably,” I whisper back.

  “But for now, I just want to feel my fiancée’s naked body against me,” I add.

  Leigha turns her head slightly, and kisses me.

  A chaste, sweet kiss that says everything I want to say, but can’t find the words.

  This is our forever.

  3

  Leigha

  December 23, 2018

  “We should’ve told them, before, Evan,” I tell him nervously.

  “Relax, they’re not going to be mad,” Evan soothes me.

  He plants a kiss on my neck as we take the car back to the family home in London.

  I never thought I’d say it, but I miss the heat already.

  Bond meows in his carrier again.

  It is facing us, so that Bond can see that we are still here.

  “Are you sure? Tinsley? Your Aunt? Anyone you can think of that might be mad we still haven’t told them?” I pepper Evan with questions.

  “My mother, maybe, but I think she’ll be more confused than anything, though Tinsley says she’d been doing a lot better,” Evan reassures me.

  I nod.

  That doesn’t swipe away the nerves I feel.

  It’s one thing to face the Stone family, it’s another thing to announce that Evan has brought me into that family.