The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  I gasped and sucked on my lips. “Liam?” I asked, more to my memories than Gary.

  He smiled widely and nodded, “Yeah, you remember him?”

  I frowned. “A little, I don’t really know where his name came from but it was just kind of . . . there,” I explained and then my mind delved back, far, far back as I searched through the miniscule memories I had of my early childhood and a small smile curved my lips. “You made me eat worms and called me ‘Copper Top’!” I declared.

  He nodded and then laughed heartily. “Oh my God!”

  I was . . . I don’t know what I was but a small bubble of nostalgia and home warmed my insides.

  “Jesus, wait till I tell my Dad.” He shook his head in astonishment. “I’m so sorry about your parents, Ava. I can remember my mum and dad were so distraught. They were all best friends’ right through school and into parenthood and it hit them hard.” He smiled sadly as if playing the visions in his head. “I know they tried to adopt you but the authorities said my parents weren’t secure enough . . . whatever that meant, they didn’t tell me too much,” he shrugged and cocked his head at me. “So what happened to you?” he asked and I stiffened. Nate’s hand settled on my forearm and he squeezed gently.

  “Oh you know,” I laughed nervously.

  Gary frowned at me and his eyes shot down to Nate’s hand. “I take it wasn’t good then?” he said quietly. I shook my head and sucked in my lips and then shrugged.

  “But never mind,” I said brightly, perhaps a little too brightly. “We all have shit to go through. So what are your parents doing?” I asked, steering the conversation into safer ground.

  “They’re good,” he nodded. “Dad works for people I can’t tell you about,” he winked and I laughed, “And mum’s a consultant at the hospital.”

  I smiled warmly when I saw the pride and love in his face and I suddenly had a stab of pain in my heart, the loss of my parents hitting me hard, “That’s great,” I smiled softly.

  “Hey, they’d love to see you again,” he said. “Give me your number and we’ll arrange something.” I swallowed, unsure what to do. Gary cocked his head at my hesitation. “Ava? What’s wrong?”

  I sighed, shaking off my nervous thoughts. “I would love to meet them, Gary.” I smiled, pushing away my reservations. He grinned happily and we swapped numbers and agreed to meet up soon.

  As we left the restaurant Nate took my hand in his and squeezed. “I know Ava, I know,” he said softly and kissed the top of my head before he opened his car door for me and I climbed in. I smiled sadly up at him, my eyes brimming with tears and he crouched down in front of me. “You don’t have to tell them, Ava. Your life after them is just that . . . your life and if you don’t want them to know all the sordid details then don’t tell them.”

  A sob left my throat and I palmed his cheek. “How come you know me so well?”

  He smiled softly and leaned in to kiss my cheek, “Because I’m good at reading every thought that flitters across your eyes, sweetheart.”

  I nodded but smiled at him. “Come on Mr Carter, take me back to work and I’ll treat you to one of my secret stash of cookies in my drawer.” I winked and his mouth opened as his eyes widened.

  “You’ve been hiding cookies from me?” The shock on his face made me chuckle.

  “Well they wouldn’t be my secret stash if I weren’t hiding them from you, would they?” I shook my head at his pout. “Just because I love you I’ll let you have a cinnamon swirl as well.”

  I smirked and his eyes shot to mine. “You bitch!” he snarled playfully as he stood and walked round to his door, flinging himself in beside me. “I can’t believe you’ve been hiding them from me,” he sulked and I laughed when I realised he was seriously sulking and not playing.

  “Make me coffee and you can have them all,” I teased and he narrowed his eyes on me.

  “For me to make coffee demands extra’s, Ava,” he warned and I laughed.

  “Okay, you can look up my skirt as well you pervert.”

  CHAPTER 14

  THE WEEKEND CAME quickly and I was sat beside Mason in his car as we travelled up the motorway towards Scotland. It was Friday and Nate had given me the day off so we could spent the whole weekend up there instead of just one night.

  “Ava, they’ll be fine,” Mason chuckled.

  “I know but I’m already missing them,” I told him as he shook his head in despair. “I need something to take my mind off it,” I smirked as he shot me a quick glance.

  I could hear his breathing speed up when I cupped his crotch, finding him already hard at my words. “Take my cock out,” he demanded sternly. I widened my eyes. “Now!” he ordered. My arousal surged and I squirmed in my seat as I unzipped him and slid my hand into his shorts, gasping at how hard he was.

  “Jesus, I need you,” I murmured as I slid him free and looked around. If a lorry or coach were to pass us they’d get a bird’s eye view of me wanking Mason and I know it shouldn’t but it made me hotter still.

  As though he could read my thoughts he glanced at me. “Does it make you hot to know we could be seen Ava?” Mason’s groan filled the car when I nodded. “Fuck, Baby,” he moaned again as I slid my thumb over his slit.

  “Take off your jeans,” he instructed and I gulped. “Take them off Ava, I need to see your sweet pussy.” I sucked in a breath. God, could I do this while we sped up the motorway in a low car?

  With trembling hands I unbuttoned my jeans and slid down the zip, and taking another glance at Mason I lifted my hips and slid them down my legs.

  “Now part those firm thighs,” he commanded and I did immediately. I was so damn horny I would have done anything he asked. “Good girl,” he said as he still regularly checked all his mirrors and drove steadily and safely. I wasn’t sure how he was managing it because I was a dribbling hot puddle. “I can smell your sweetness from here Ava and I’d like nothing more than to fuck you with my tongue and taste that hotness.” I moaned as I closed my eyes as my sex clenched. “Fuck yourself with your fingers, Baby.” My eyes widened as I gazed at him. “I want to see you orgasm all over your fingers,” he spoke huskily as he trailed a finger up my bare thigh.

  I took a deep breath and glanced around again, my heart beating rapidly inside my chest, with fear or excitement I wasn’t sure but the wetness and heat between my legs told me it was the latter. Slowly I slid my hand inside my knickers and as soon as I touched myself I was so wet I knew it wouldn’t take much to bring me off. I groaned loudly as I slid a finger over my groove and slipped it inside.

  “That’s it baby, feel yourself grip your fingers, your hot pussy walls craving my rock hard dick,” he whispered and I slipped in another finger. “Are you imagining it’s my hard cock inside you, Ava?”

  “Yes,” I breathed and I looked at him as I worked myself up to the high.

  I moaned loudly as I saw his hand on his cock, slowly stroking himself. “You like watching me masturbate, Ava?” How the hell was he still driving?

  I moaned as I sped up and placed another finger against my clit, rubbing it rapidly, “God yes!” I near shouted.

  “That’s it baby, soak your fingers with your delicious cum,” he growled. My hips jerked off the seat as I came hard and fast, the only sounds in the car were my heavy pants and moans.

  “Let me taste you,” he practically snarled at me. I lifted my fingers to his mouth. He sucked them in, twirling his tongue around them and licking them clean. “Fuck, you taste good.” I saw him flick the indicator and signal left. I glanced up to see us enter a motorway services.

  He drove us through to the rear of the car park, furthest away from the building and parked under some trees. Pulling on the handbrake he turned and looked at me, his eyes were hungry and heated. “Now suck my dick and make me fucking come,” he growled at me and I was suddenly highly turned on again.

  “You wanna fuck my mouth?” I asked him heavily.

  “I wanna fuck all the way down your fucking throat
. Now put your hot pink lips around my cock and blow me,” he demanded.

  My cunt wept at his dominancy and I swiftly leaned into his lap, taking his rock hard length in my grip and swirled my tongue around his head. His hips bucked and his fingers twisted in my hair firmly. “That’s it baby, fuck me,” he hissed. I wrapped my lips around him and plunged down on him, loosening my throat and taking him deep. He grunted carnally and jerked himself deeper as I slid my fingers back down on myself and circled my clit, my arousal at fever point again.

  God this was hot. “Do you wish someone was watching us Ava, watching your hot mouth around my cock and watching you finger that sweet pussy?” Mason growled as his hands pushed me further onto his cock. I murmured a yes and the rumble from my throat made him groan, “Fuck I’m gonna come, Ava.”

  I sucked harder and faster. I felt him swell inside my mouth before he erupted, spilling his saltiness down my throat as he shouted something incoherent. His orgasm triggered mine as I came hard on my own fingers.

  He lifted my head and took my mouth in a hard and fevered kiss before he rested his forehead on mine as we both caught our breaths.

  “Whoever said the motorway was a boring drive?” he laughed and I smirked.

  “Definitely not me . . . Jesus that was hot,” I breathed as I came back down and pulled my jeans back up.

  “You’re fucking hot!” he retorted. “God, what I’m gonna do to you this weekend,” he moaned as he slipped himself back into his trousers.

  We arrived at the cottage just as Greg and Courtney were pulling in. “Hey, babe,” Courtney squealed and hugged me as we both emerged from our separate cars.

  “Hey.” I smiled at her and side hugged Greg as he kissed my head.

  “You okay?” she asked and I could see the worry in her eyes.

  “I’m good and this weekend is about having fun, so no asking and no depressing thoughts. Okay?” I urged. She frowned but then nodded and grinned.

  A huge blond haired guy peeled himself out from the back of Greg’s car. I was in awe of how he had actually squeezed himself in there. He must’ve thought me rude as my mouth dropped open and my stare spanned him from toe to head as he slowly stood to his full height. He was huge, at least 6 foot 5.”

  “Hey,” he grinned at me as his eyes twinkled. I snapped my mouth shut and tilted my head back just so I could see his face.

  “Hi,” I squeaked.

  He bit his lip in humour. I felt Mason’s arm slip around my waist and pull me into him possessively. “Mason,” the man greeted and held out his hand which Mason took and shook heartily.

  “Connor.”

  Greg walked up beside me and smiled. “Ava, this is my brother Connor,” he introduced and I smiled up at the big guy.

  “Hi, I apologise for my rudeness. I’ve just never seen anyone as big as you,” I confessed and he laughed.

  “They all say that sweetheart.” He winked and I gulped as I felt Mason tighten his grip.

  Greg laughed. “Hey Connor, no innuendo in front of Mason’s girl,” he teased. Connor’s eyes widened.

  “Mason’s girl?” he grinned slyly at Mason. I felt Mason tense and I peered at him. “I didn’t think Mason did exclusive?” he mocked and lifted his eyebrows.

  “So aren’t Sam and Marcy coming?” I asked Greg, trying to steer the conversation away. There was something between Mason and Connor, I wasn’t sure what but even though I didn’t sense animosity, they definitely had a history.

  “Yeah course, why?” Greg asked and I frowned.

  “Well I didn’t think there were enough bedrooms.” I looked around as everyone stilled and quietened.

  “I’m Greg and Courtney’s third,” Connor divulged with a wry smile. I could feel his eyes boring into me waiting for my reaction, which I didn’t give him . . . each to their own and all.

  I turned to Courtney. “Damn Girl, I’m surprised you can fit anything else in there with the size of your baby,” I smirked and then a wicked thought popped into my head and I laughed out loud.

  Courtney narrowed her eyes on me as Mason frowned and I could sense his nervousness at how I would react to this snippet of information. “What?” she asked huffily with her hand on her hip.

  “Nothing, it just reminds me of a movie,” I snickered; now trying to hold back hysterics.

  “What movie?” Greg asked.

  I coughed, “Two cocks and a baby.”

  Mason snorted as Greg and Connor fell about in hysterics. Courtney glared at me, “You Bitch” she glowered then I caught the twitch of her lips and she started giggling. “Hey Ava, you should give it whirl, babe” she declared as we all walked around the car, pulling our cases from the boot.

  I snorted and glanced at Mason. “Do you really think I’d let anyone else into Ava?” Mason growled as he pushed me up against the car and pinned me under his frame. “Ava’s pussy is mine,” he declared openly as his eyes darkened and lowered to my mouth. He leaned down and kissed me in a powerful knicker combusting kiss and then he left my lips and trailed down my neck, biting and sucking and possessing. “Fuck, I wanna bang you up against this car right now!” he whispered in my ear and I moaned low.

  “Tonight!” I breathed in his ear and I felt his cock twitch under his jeans.

  “Jesus, you are so fucking hot!” He gulped and I slid my hand in between us and embraced his impressive erection.

  “I want this in my arse later!” I whispered, winked and walked into the house as the others grinned at us as Mason groaned loudly behind me.

  “This is gonna be one fun weekend,” Greg declared.

  CHAPTER 15

  WE WERE ALL in the second nearest nightclub after I refused to go to the nearest after what happened last time. The girlies and I were dancing vigorously as the men chatted and laughed at our table. I spun round and caught Mason’s eyes on me. His eyes were heated and boring into me as he bit savagely on his bottom lip. I fixed him with my own lascivious look and started to sway my hips provocatively to the music as I splayed my hands over them, my eyes never leaving his. I saw his Adams apple bob as I slid my hands up my sides, over my ribs and slowly over my breasts, smiling to myself as I noticed his shoulders heave and his breathing deepen. His hand settled on his crotch under the table but from where I was stood on the dance floor I could see every stroke and caress he pleased himself with. My body heated up significantly and I was suddenly hot and needy. The sensual beat to the music continued as I slid one hand up my elevated arm and the slid the other back down. My lips parted as I tried to control my heavy breaths.

  I caught Connor’s hungry look from behind Mason whilst he watched me as well and I was suddenly even more aroused, watching the two sexy men observing my provocative dancing. Connor’s lips curled when he saw that I’d noticed him looking and my face obviously told him exactly how my body was responding.

  Connor leaned forward and whispered something in Mason’s ear. I thought Mason would have reacted badly knowing that Connor was watching me, but he just nodded his head and I frowned.

  I carried on a little longer, dancing sexily for both men until Mason stood, approached me and grabbed my hand. “Outside,” he whispered harshly in my ear and a fierce electrical current shot through my body, heating my insides.

  He dragged me across the room and down a corridor that led to the toilets but instead took me through a door. We were suddenly in an alleyway where the nightclub bins were situated and I quickly found myself pushed up against a wall as Mason ground his erection into my belly.

  “See what you do to me, Ava,” he growled as his lips latched into my neck. “I am gonna fuck you so damn hard you’re not gonna be able to remember your own fucking name.” I moaned in anticipation.

  “Please,” I begged as his hand slipped up the inside of my dress and his finger swept my groove.

  “Damn, your dripping, Ava.” He harshly pulled the front of my strapless dress down and exposed my bare breasts to the cool night air, my nipples puckering against the c
old.

  Wrapping his fingers around the edge of my knickers he tore them off in one swift movement. “Lift your dress and show me that delicious cunt, Ava.” He bit my hard sensitive nipple and I ground onto his finger, trying to edge it into me. “Dress!” he demanded. I gulped and slid it over my thighs. “Fuck you’re beautiful.” He suddenly dropped to his haunches and squatted in front of me, lifted one of my legs over his shoulder and swept his tongue over me.

  I moaned and moved my hips, pushing myself further into his face, my need now at explosive levels. “Eat my pussy, Mason.” He growled and then his lips latched onto my enflamed clit as he suckled me. My hips jerked and I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes.

  “Open your eyes Ava and look towards the door,” Mason breathed.

  I frowned but did as he said. I gasped when I saw Connor watching us, his own cock in his hand as he stroked himself while he observed us. “He’s only watching baby, he won’t touch you,” Mason appeased and my heart rate spiked along with my arousal. I wasn’t sure if I was embarrassed or hotter than I’d ever been. Mason flicked at my clit and slipped a finger into me. I groaned as I pushed further down onto him. “That’s it baby, fuck my fingers.”

  I gyrated my hips, grinding onto him, my eyes never left Connor’s as I watched him masturbate in front of us. His expression was hot and heavy with no sign of shame or embarrassment and I soon found myself groaning loudly and climaxing violently.

  Mason stood up, his hard cock now in his own hand and he cupped my bottom and hoisted me up. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard now Ava, keep your eyes open and on Connor, let him watch as you come around my cock,” he ordered as he speared me in one hard thrust. “Fuck!” he snarled as his teeth latched on to my neck.

  “Bite me, Mason” I screamed at him as I gripped his hair, my carnal need pulsing through me.