The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  He placed his hand over my swollen stomach and grinned at me. “I like this.” His eyes twinkled in delight and I beamed back at him. “Trust me?” he asked. I frowned but nodded. “Good girl.” He smiled, delighted at my answer.

  He picked up his tie and wrapped it securely around my wrists and then tied the other end to the headboard.

  He stood back and inspected his work. I noticed his cock twitch and grow, if it was possible to swell any more than it already was.

  He stretched his body beside me and scooping his finger in the cup of my bra, he pulled the material down, pushing my breast up high. He repeated the motion with my other one and then flicked his tongue over my nipple. “Oh Goddd,” I whimpered.

  His fingers teased my other nipple while he worshipped the other one with his tongue. I needed to touch his hot skin but I couldn’t move my hands, yanking at the tie in my desperate need.

  “Need to touch me, sweetheart?” he teased and I growled at him. He chuckled and kissed his way over the swell of my belly and down to my groin, biting my knickers and pulling them away from me.

  “Very clever,” I grinned as he tugged them down my legs with his teeth. He nibbled his way back up my leg, tracing his tongue over the fold at the back of my knee.

  I was breathing heavily and moaning loudly as he got higher and higher. My arousal was flooding me and I was wriggling my hips tempting him to put his mouth where I needed it.

  His hands rested on the inside of my thighs and he pushed open my legs. “God, you really are a beautiful sight,” he moaned. His finger trailed the length of my groove as he gently blew on my hot flesh.

  I groaned loudly and jerked my hips. “Put your mouth on me, Kade,” I begged as I pulled at my restraints, the need to put my hands in his hair was overwhelming but he just gave me that lazy grin of his and then stroked my sex with his tongue.

  “Oh good, God” I practically sobbed.

  He sucked gently on my clit as he inserted two fingers inside me and I virtually leapt off the bed.

  “Jesus Ava, you’re dripping.” His tongue now flicked at my nub. I exploded violently as his fingers pumped me into a frenzy.

  “YES. YES!” I cried as Kade’s tongue thrust inside me to capture my orgasm.

  “Fuck, you taste good,” he wheezed as he crawled up the bed, planting small soft kisses all the way upwards then settled himself between my thighs. “You ready for me, Ava?” I whimpered and nodded, having lost the use of my vocal chords.

  He took my mouth under his as he thrust into me in one swift plunge. I cried out and arched my back at the wonderful intrusion. He held himself still for a moment as his forehead rested on mine. “I’ve been dreaming of this moment for eleven long weeks and now I’ve got you here I’m going to fuck you delirious.” He drew out and impaled me roughly. I yelped and groaned at the same time and he did it again.

  I was feverishly pulling at my hands but Kade rested his large palm over my entwined wrists and drove into me, right to the tip.

  I was coming apart at the seams and another orgasm was rapidly building. “Kade!” I screamed as he repeated the action and I climaxed fiercely.

  “Yes, Ava!” he yelled as he sped up, pounding into me relentlessly.

  “Fuck me harder, Kade” I yelled at him as he powered into me with speed and force.

  “Does it feel good, Ava?” he demanded as my muscles clenched again. “Come on Ava, together,” he snarled as he ground into my hotness and as his teeth sunk into my neck I screamed, bucked and came brutally as he matched me.

  “SHIT, AVA!!” he roared as he shuddered and swelled inside me ferociously as his own hips bucked and jerked.

  He pumped into me wildly as he filled me full of his spunk and didn’t stop until the last drop had left him.

  He swiftly undid the tie and wrapped me in his arms tightly. He rolled us over and my head rested on his chest as his mouth rested against the top of my head.

  “Jesus Christ. You fucking amaze me,” he whispered before we instantly fell asleep, sweating and still heaving for air.

  CHAPTER 10

  A COUPLE OF hours later I was wide awake as usual, thirsty and famished. Kade was snoring softly still entangled around me and I gently slipped from under his arm and out of bed. He grumbled and his hand snaked across the mattress as a deep frown marred his face but he slumped heavily back into the mattress and resumed his heavy breathing.

  I pulled on my robe, emptied my bladder and padded down the stairs.

  I opened the kitchen door and only just succeeded in keeping the scream from hurling out of my lungs.

  “Mason! What the hell?” I seethed.

  He was sat slumped in a kitchen chair with his head down, lazily drawing circles on my table with my back door key. He didn’t look up, just continued swirling patterns into the woodwork.

  “What are you doing here, Mason?” I was fuming. How Dare he! I knew exactly why he was here, after seeing Kade desperately pull me from the party.

  I walked over to the table but he still didn’t raise his face and my blood boiled. “God damn you!” I shouted as I thumped the table with my fist.

  He flinched but still didn’t look up and I narrowed my eyes on him when I sniffed lightly and my eyes widened when the stench of alcohol assaulted my nostrils.

  SHIT!

  Mason was very unpredictable and volatile when he was drunk and I silently prayed for Kade to stay sleeping as I grit my teeth, frantically trying to see a way out of this mess.

  I sighed and crouched down beside him, placing my hand gently on his thigh. “Mason?” I could see half of his face from this angle and he was biting his bottom lip furiously. “Mason?” Something was seriously wrong and I was starting to worry about his state of mind. “Baby, look at me,” I encouraged softly.

  He slowly slid his gaze to me. My breath caught, my mouth dried and my eyes widened as I took in his expression. He was thoroughly broken; his cheeks were streaked with tear tracks and his face was tight and pale.

  I instinctively cupped his cheek with my hand. “Mason . . . Baby . . .” I rasped. His hand reached out to me and he held the side of my head, his fingers entwined in my hair.

  “Ava,” he wheezed and my heart broke for him. I didn’t know what to do as fresh tears slid down his face and his eyes bore into me, begging me for something, I had no idea what but the absolute pleading in them made me die a little.

  “Tell me, Baby. Tell me what’s wrong,” I begged him.

  He closed his eyes tightly and then opened them again. “You slept with him. I . . . I found you . . . together.” He spoke so quietly I had to tip my head to hear him.

  My whole body erupted in goose bumps and all the hairs on my body raised. I closed my eyes with a sigh. “Yes,” I confirmed softly.

  He swallowed heavily and whimpered as though he was in pain. “I don’t like him touching you,” he grumbled sulkily. There was no point lying to him but his reaction crippled me, a lone tear slid from my own eye at his heartbreak.

  “Mason. It was just sex. Nothing more,” I breathed. He looked at me again, the agony and misery in his eyes made me gulp. “Baby. You’re engaged to Rebecca.” His face screwed up in distress at my words. “You told me you had set me free, Mason.”

  His eyes shot to mine but he remained silent.

  “I can’t keep holding out for you Mason, we both have different lives now. Are you telling me that you haven’t slept with Rebecca?” I asked and he lowered his eyes, answering me without telling me.

  I swallowed as the pain tore through me, images of them scolding my eyes. I looked away, refusing to let him see the pain in my own eyes. “If you don’t want me Mason, then you have to let me go, Baby.”

  He cocked his head to one side and gazed at me, trying to see past my words. His hooded eyes were blood shot and tired and he leaned into me, gently pressing his lips to mine. A heart wrenching sob broke free at his tenderness and softness. He held his lips against mine for several moments, hovering
over them as his warm whisky scented breath brushed over my mouth, then pulled away and stood up.

  He looked like he was trying to tell me something but shook his head marginally and turned to the door.

  “Mason,” I rasped as his hand settled on the door handle. He turned to me and I held his eyes. “I’ll always love you and only you. Remember that.”

  His lips lifted and a small spark flickered in his eyes. “And me, you,” he countered with such emotion that my legs trembled. He nodded once and left.

  I slumped into the chair. He was never going to set me free, he would plague me constantly, refusing to let me move on and mend my heart. Why the hell was he torturing us both like this? Why couldn’t he let us both be happy?

  I refused to cry anymore, my body and my babies couldn’t cope with anymore and I resolved to enjoy the next couple of weeks with Kade and get through Christmas without my man, my lover and my soul mate.

  I climbed back in bed. Kade immediately drew me into his chest, “Where’ve you been, sweetheart?” he mumbled sleepily.

  I sighed and kissed his smooth chest. “Just needed a drink, go back to sleep.” And he did.

  Me however, well I lay there for hours, huddled in Kade’s arms and thinking only of the man I loved, and would love until the day I died.

  * * *

  I was cradling coffee at the kitchen table when Courtney bounced in. “Good morning mama,” she grinned.

  I narrowed my eyes on her. “Out with it,” I demanded gruffly, my throat hoarse from the forbidden tears that wouldn’t stop flowing secretly into my pillow while Kade slept.

  She grinned widely at me, “How would you like to spend Christmas in a glorious, tranquil, cosy log cabin in Scotland?” She jumped with excitement and I couldn’t hold back my own grin at her enthusiasm.

  “Wow, well how, who, what?” I asked as I stood to fill the kettle.

  “It belongs to my family Ava, you fancy it?” Greg said from the kitchen doorway and I jumped at his surprise entrance.

  “Jesus, Greg,” I swallowed.

  He grinned at me. “You are such a nervous wreck,” he laughed and I shrugged my agreement. I was starting to wonder if this was my house or an open house for any Tom, Dick or Harry to venture in.

  “Coffee?” I asked, lifting a mug to him. He nodded and pulled Courtney on to his lap and proceeded to nibble on her neck.

  “AVA, GET THAT SWEET ASS UPSTAIRS. I NEED TO BURY MYSELF IN YOU!” Kade shouted from upstairs.

  Two wide pair of eyes swung round to me. Courtney’s jaw dropped while Greg’s eyebrows lifted.

  I laughed nervously and gulped. “Uhh . . .”

  Courtney grinned at me. “Kade?” she asked with a twinkle and I shrugged. “Good girl,” she said seriously and I cringed, trying to hold in a giggle. “What?” she asked, puzzled.

  “That’s what Kade said when he tied me to the bed,” I sucked in my lips and Greg howled.

  “You are such a dirty tart” Courtney giggled but I could see the delight on her face.

  “TWO MINUTES” I shouted back up to Kade as I slumped in the chair next to Greg. “Did you find anything out?”

  He shook his head. “Nah, Sam’s tight lipped but he was very shifty when I asked him some stuff.”

  I nodded and then frowned. “Did Mason ask you to look over the bar staff wages?” I asked, suddenly remembering the discrepancies in the salary financial paperwork I had looked at. He shook his head and my frown deepened. “Really? He said he would. I was looking over them when I worked for him and they were £126,000 down.”

  He reared back. “Really? Rebecca deals with all that.”

  I raised my eyebrows at him and nodded slowly. “I know, that’s why I took a look at them.” I informed him and winked. “And that was nearly six months ago so they’re gonna be worse now.”

  I was suddenly fuming; I wasn’t sure if Mason knew Rebecca was skimming him or if he had genuinely forgot.

  Mason’s broken face swam before my eyes and I looked down, nibbling on my fingertip.

  “Ava?” Courtney said, snapping me back to reality and I looked at her. “What is it, babe?”

  I sighed deeply. “Mason found me and Kade together last night; we were just sleeping but . . .” I banged the table with my fist and looked away. “Damn, fuck, bollocks.” I pulled at my hair in despair.

  “Hey.” Courtney grabbed hold of me and crouched in front of me, tipping her head in query.

  “I found him broken and crying at my kitchen table in the middle of the night,” I whispered, not wanting Kade to hear.

  Greg sighed. “Shit!”

  And now I felt even worse!

  “I didn’t know he would turn up!” I snapped at him and he frowned.

  “No Ava, I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at him. He needs to decide what he wants.”

  I nodded. “That’s what I told him but it broke my heart to see him like that. He was devastated and to be honest if I found him snuggled up naked to Rebecca well . . .” I didn’t want to picture that so I stood up quickly.

  Kade appeared in the doorway in just his shorts. The bottom of my stomach dropped into my knickers. God he was all hard, glorious man and I licked my lips hungrily.

  “Morning, Beautiful” he grinned pulling me into him and kissing my nose. I smiled up at him and Courtney coughed slightly.

  “Sorry,” I mumbled.

  She laughed and shook her head. “Morning, Kade” He gave her a wide grin and said his hello’s to Greg.

  “Right we’ll leave you to it,” Greg said jumping up and staring pointedly at Courtney.

  “Oh, yeah,” she mumbled and scurried off behind Greg. “Have fun,” she laughed as the pulled the door shut.

  I shook my head and sighed and then noticed Kade’s heated stare on me. He licked his lips hungrily and stalked towards me, grabbing my hand and pulling me against his hard body.

  His arousal was greeting me from his shorts and I smiled as I cupped it. “Did you want something, Sir?”

  I watched as his hand snaked down and undid the tie on my robe belt and pulled it free. He growled at me, pushed my robe over my shoulders and proceeded to tie the belt around my eyes, completely blinding me.

  I gasped. “You really are a kinky fucker, aren’t you?” I giggled but was highly alert and practically begging for it.

  His hands held my arms as he manoeuvred me around the kitchen until I felt the table at my back. He hoisted me up onto it. “Lie back, Ava. I am gonna blow your mind.” I groaned at his words as he held my hands and supported me as I lay back.

  I was completely unaware of what he was doing and it added to the excitement as I waited patiently for him to make his move.

  He started on the instep of my foot, his fingers slowly and softly drawing swirling patterns against my skin. I was already pooling for him.

  “You’re so responsive, Ava. I’m gonna have so much fun with you,” he whispered beside my ear and I jolted at the surprise, thinking he was down near my foot.

  His mouth now joined in making patterns on my other foot while his fingers started sweeping up my shin on the opposite leg and then his other hand was stroking across my belly. There were so many places to concentrate on that my mind was getting frazzled. I felt his tongue sweep up from my foot and trace patterns up to my knee, his other hand now flicking light finger wisps up the inside of my thigh.

  I was moaning loudly and wiggling about under his touch and my hands rested in his hair and he pulled back. “No touching, Ava,” he ordered.

  I pouted, seriously pouted. “But I want to touch you,” I whimpered.

  He held my hands together and suddenly they were being tied in front of me with something I couldn’t recognise.

  Oh Jesus, This was hot!

  I gulped as his tongue and fingers continued their relentless worship and as his fingers reached the top of my thigh and slid across the groove of skin where it met my hip, I was sliding my bum on the table trying to get his fingers to touch
my sex.

  “Please, Kade,” I panted.

  “Shush sweetheart, calm down.” His tongue licked up the inside of my right thigh.

  “Oh Fuck, Kade, I’m gonna come without you even touching me.” I could feel him grin against my skin. The reactions and sparks shooting around my heated blood had me whimpering and humming.

  His left hand had reached my breast and he feathered little flicks over my pert nipple, touches that were barely recognisable but in my highly aroused state I felt every sensation against my frazzled nerve endings.

  “Kade, please.” I was panting and begging unashamedly now. He took pity on me. All of a sudden his hands settled on each thigh and he pulled me to the edge of the table quickly, propped my legs over his shoulders and before I could blink his lips wrapped around my engorged clit as he inserted a finger into me and I climaxed like never before.

  The whole of my body exploded and my nerves screamed with me. Every single muscle groaned in ecstasy and my lungs held in my breath for what seemed like an eternity.

  Kade worked me down slowly but extending the life of my orgasm.

  “Sweet Jesus,” I wheezed.

  I heard his slight chuckle and then I felt him climb up the table until he was straddled over my chest. I was happily aware that he had considered my babies and spanned my boobs instead.

  I heard him moan and the sound of something sweeping. I could feel a rhythm against my breast. “Open your mouth, Ava!” he demanded.

  My god, he was masturbating over me.

  “NOW, AVA!” he barked. My mouth flew open just as he garbled out my name and hit my mouth, cheek and nose with his cum. He grunted a few times and panted heavily.

  I wasn’t quite sure how to react to that . . . but whatever! It was totally hot.

  I felt a whoosh and his hands settled at each side of my head on the table as he kissed my forehead and untied his homemade blindfold.