The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  I nodded in admiration for them. “It’s amazing what love can pull you through” I said before I filtered my words.

  She stiffened slightly but nodded and turned away.

  The path we walked on was dimly lit and all of a sudden Red stumbled and landed on her knees on the gravel path, yanking on my arm hard enough to pull me downwards but not hard enough to drag me all the way down with her.

  “You dozy sod” I laughed as I pulled her up.

  She laughed then looked down at her bleeding knees. “Bloody hell, that’s another skirt ruined” she grumbled as she swiped at the blood and gravel.

  I bent and peered at her knees in the darkness before pulling her over to a bench and crouching in front of her.

  “Have you got a tissue in your sack?” I asked. She squinted at me in confusion, “Your bag” I rectified.

  She shook her head in bewilderment before reaching in and pulled a pack of tissues out and passed them to me.

  I clenched my teeth as I gently cleaned her knees, my dick deciding he liked me cleaning Red’s knees as it sprang to life, even in my intoxicated state.

  I placed a soft kiss on each knee when I finished and looked up at her.

  She was quiet as she watched me and I couldn’t help reaching up and cupping her cheek. She was so damn stunning that I just needed to touch her.

  “I’m sorry” she whispered as she nuzzled into my hand.

  “I know” I whispered back.

  We gazed at each other for a while and I planted another kiss on her knees.

  Her eyes darkened and her breathing sped up as I placed my hands behind both of her knees and stroked my thumb along the fold.

  “Lucas . . .” she moaned slightly and my dick pounded furiously at the sound of her soft moan.

  “You are so fucking beautiful, Red. I can’t help but touch you. I just wanna touch you everywhere with my fingers, my mouth, my eyes . . . everywhere.”

  She moaned again when I placed my mouth on the inside of her thigh and gave her another wet kiss, my open mouth allowing my tongue to slip out and taste her.

  She was practically panting as her hands settled in my hair and she grabbed a handful. I groaned as lust surged through me, her simple touch lighting a roaring fire inside me.

  “So fucking exquisite” I whispered as I pulled her legs open further and trailed my mouth further up, the scent of her arousal driving me wild.

  Placing my nose against her knickers, she whimpered and I inhaled her amazing aroma. “Fuck baby, I really need to lick your pussy. I need to taste you Red and I want you to come all over my face.”

  She groaned as she palmed my head and pulled me into her.

  I put my thumbs against the crotch of her lace knickers and tore a split straight through them, causing her to growl slightly.

  It was the most erotic sound I had ever heard and I instantly swept my tongue across her plump wet flesh.

  “Lucas . . .” she moaned and I smiled as I slipped a finger inside her.

  “So fucking wet. Are you wet for me, Red? Is this juice mine?”

  “Yes” She breathed and I growled possessively before I swept the flat of my tongue over her swollen clit and curled my finger inside her.

  She came immediately, groaning and lifting her hips further into my mouth and I lapped at her, needing all of her delicious cum inside me, needing to own her and possess every part of her.

  I sat beside her on the bench and kissed her hard. She sucked and licked at my lips, tasting her own arousal and turning me on even more.

  She started unbuckling my belt frantically, her nimble fingers wasting no time in pulling out my cock when she had unzipped me.

  “Yeah, baby. Wank me.”

  She kissed me harder, biting my lips and sucking on my tongue as she stroked me tightly and leisurely.

  “Jesus Red, come here” I breathed against her mouth as I placed my hands around her waist and lifted her, positioning her over my cock before I slowly slid her down.

  We both groaned loudly at the familiar sensation as her cunt gripped me tight and I moaned louder when her internal muscles twitched and clenched around me.

  She started to move but I grabbed her hips and held her still. “No, I just wanna feel you around me for a while” I told her before taking her soft lips under mine again and gently kissed her, tenderly and slowly, needing to just relish and enjoy her.

  “Lucas . . .” she moaned as she tried to lift upwards.

  It was only then that I realised we were fucking on a park bench and I took a glance around to see if we had been spotted but nobody was in sight so I let her move.

  She lifted slowly then plunged back down hard and heavy, grinding against my pelvis as she took my cock fully into her.

  “Fuck baby, that’s so good.” I moaned and clenched my teeth as she did it again.

  Her mouth settled on my neck and she suckled and nibbled on my skin as she drove harder and harder on me.

  Her pussy was wet and tight and I could feel the tingle in my spine as my balls tightened.

  “Red, baby, you really need to come. I’m really trying to hold back but. . . .”

  She cupped my cheek tenderly as she stopped moving and just gazed at me, just stared straight inside me and I let her. I let her see my broken soul, my damaged spirit and my torn heart.

  “I’m so sorry I hurt you, Lucas. I loved him, I’m sorry but I did.”

  Christ, she was doing this now? When I was so desperately trying to hold back everything in my balls.

  “I wouldn’t have stayed with him if I hadn’t loved him, Lucas. I’m not some type of tart that has a relationship with someone just for the sake of a good shag.”

  Her words that Diablo had been good in the sack had a jealous rage firing through me but I gulped it back as I looked at her and listened.

  She needed me to listen, so I listened.

  “He loved me too, so much, and I’ll admit we were happy. Something inside him slowly grew . . . wrong. I don’t know how else to describe it. His jealousy was so strong, he couldn’t control it. He tried at first, he really did but the more he fought it, the deeper it got until it consumed him, ate at him and the only way he could deal with it was to take control over me, completely, wholly and entirely.”

  I sat still, watching her and listening so hard. I needed to hear it, needed to take it in and dissect it and work it out for myself.

  “Eventually, it became too much and I told him I wanted to leave.” She scoffed loudly, “Anyway, you know what happened then. Mason brought me back to London and I didn’t see him again until that day in the Panther.”

  I nodded in confirmation that I was listening.

  “Yes, he was a bastard Lucas. He was evil, vicious and cruel but most of my memories were full of the good stuff. I can’t just switch those off as hard as I tried. He was ill Lucas. His jealousy controlled him like a disease until it killed him.”

  I nodded in understanding but then she floored me.

  “But my love for him was nothing like what I hold for you. Even my love for Ry doesn’t even come close to what I feel for you. You’re not just in my heart Lucas; you own it, you possess it, all of it, every damn fucking fragment of it. You are my heart.”

  She started to move again as both her hands cupped my face. “You own my soul, you own my spirit, you own my breath and you own me Lucas, all of me. And I fucking love you so damn much.”

  I flooded inside her, pumping like a fucking piston as I shot my spunk all the way through to her fucking womb.

  Her words had made me explode like a fucking firework, lights flashing behind my eyes as I yelled her name.

  She came as hard as me, her pussy walls rippling furiously around me as she growled out my name and milked me for everything.

  She pushed down hard on me, demanding every last drop and I groaned loudly as her teeth sank into my neck against the pain of her orgasm.

  “Lucas . . .” she panted and I wrapped my arms around her and
held her close, absorbing all of her.

  I had missed her so much and I wasn’t willing to let her go yet.

  “I love you too, Red.”

  She sighed heavily, her breath hitching at my declaration and she rested her forehead on mine.

  “I don’t expect you to understand Lucas but I need you to accept me. I am who I am, and I can’t change that. I’m sorry but I . . .”

  “Shush” I whispered as I kissed her to silence her words. Her hands settled in my hair again as she let me devour her and control her.

  She smiled softly at me as I let her mouth free. “I still fancy some chips” she grinned and I laughed.

  “Yeah, me too, baby.”

  Chapter 41

  Layla

  “WILLOW?” KATIE, MASON and Ava’s four year old daughter, turned her huge green eyes on me as she bit into her toast the next morning at breakfast.

  “Yeah, baby?” I answered as I smirked at the huge dollop of jam on her chin. Her little tongue came out as she tried to lick at it but her efforts failed and she just wiped it on her sleeve, much to Ava’s disgust.

  “Katie Hope Fox, there is a napkin beside you” Ava scolded but Katie turned her round eyes on her mother and smiled sweetly.

  “I’m sorry Mommy, I didn’t see it.”

  Ava raised her eyebrows at her daughter to let her know she didn’t believe a word but smiled when Katie’s smile grew wider.

  Katie turned back to me, now clean faced and an even bigger hopeful smile on her face. “Will you play hide and seek with me and Georgie again, please?”

  “Well, right now, I have to go to mean, mean work, but Mummy and Daddy are going out tonight so it’s just you, Georgie and me. And we can play and eat lots of pizza, sweeties, ice-cream and drink lots of fizzy pop.” I grinned at her, ignoring Ava’s stern glare.

  “Oh, goodness me. That sounds real super, but tomorrow I need to eat green vegetables or I won’t be able to poo” She declared.

  Mason spat out his coffee and Katie turned to him with wide eyes. He swallowed harshly and forced his laughter back, “That is very true sweetie, yes, lots of veg tomorrow.”

  “I can always poo!” George, Katie’s twin brother, exclaimed beside her, “My Daddy says you should never go into the bathroom after me, Willow, cos’ my poo is an action radio.”

  “Radioactive, Georgie, your poo is radioactive.” Katie rectified huffily and I bit my lip to control the laughter when Ava groaned loudly.

  Katie leaned in to me and I lowered my ear to her mouth. “He’s so stupid, Willow. He even thinks lamb chops come from real baa lambs” She whispered.

  She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly and I nodded, my tongue fixed firmly between my teeth, as I rolled my own eyes.

  “Right peanuts, time for nursery. Chop, chop” Ava told them both and Katie turned to me and winked, well kind of winked; she had quite mastered the art yet and both her eyes scrunched up instead.

  “Chop, chop, Willow” She grinned mischievously as she flicked her eyes to Georgie in reminder of our little lamb secret.

  A bark of laughter left my lips at her cheeky face and she grinned before planting a sloppy kiss on my cheek and skipped off.

  “She is gonna be the death of me.” Mason groaned as he watched his daughter tootle off towards the stairs to pull on her coat.

  “Bye Daddy, love you smelly bottom.” She giggled from the doorway.

  Mason growled playfully and chased her out to the car as George rolled his eyes at me. “They are such babies.” He grumbled before he reached up and placed his own sweet kiss on my lips.

  “Bye, Willow.” He smiled shyly and I smiled widely at him.

  “Goodbye, Georgie. Have a good day at school.”

  He tutted loudly. “I’m not big enough for school yet, Willow. I have to go to nursery.”

  “Oh, I’m sorry Georgie. You have a good day at nursery.”

  He nodded once at my correction, looking very pleased with me then he checked behind him to make sure we were alone before he leaned into me, “Please can we have chocolate buttons with our ice-cream, Willow?”

  I rolled my lips and dramatically scoured the room for spies. “I think I can manage chocolate buttons, Georgie” I whispered to him.

  His smile lit his eyes and his dumpy little fists tightened in excitement “Thank you, Willow.”

  I nodded at his thanks and he turned and walked from the room. As he rounded the corner he shouted “I love you, Willow.”

  Mason pursed his lips at me after he patted George’s bottom and saw him to the car. “Are you gonna tell me why my son is in love with you?”

  I shook my head as I placed my plate and cup into the dishwasher. “That’s our secret, not for Daddy’s or Mummy’s.”

  He glared at me. “If my children are up all night, wild with too many E numbers, then it’s your bed I’m sending them to.”

  I laughed at him then winked, and picking up my bag I turned back to him. “We’ll save you some of those E numbers, you need to find that happy place, Mase.”

  He sighed and nodded and I frowned at his quick defeated behaviour, “Everything okay?”

  He shrugged. “Ava’s been . . . I dunno, she seemed a bit distant last night and this morning. She won’t talk to me, just keeps saying she’s fine but . . .”

  He shrugged again and I cocked my head at him “You want me to try and wrangle it out of her.”

  He shook his head. “Nah, I think its cos’ I made a bit of a mess of Kade. She’s still angry with me I suppose” he said but he didn’t seem so sure at his own explanation.

  “Well, let me know if you change your mind.”

  He nodded. “Keep your eye on her though, cos’ I gotta fly out to Belgium tomorrow for a couple of days.” I nodded and he seemed to slip into a world of his own as I left for work.

  * * *

  “Good Morning, Mr Hunt” I grinned as I entered his office.

  He turned to me and gave me a slow smile as his eyes leisurely perused every inch of me.

  “You’re late, Miss Summers.”

  “Am I?” I asked in surprise as I checked my watch.

  “Yes. That calls for a discipline, Miss Summers. A . . . Very . . . Merciless . . . Discipline.”

  “Oh.”

  He grinned wickedly as he started towards me and I gulped loudly. “And what does this discipline entail, Mr Hunt?”

  “Well, let’s see what the misconducts are, Miss Summers.” He had reached me now and I was backed up against the wall as he brought his nose unhurriedly down mine.

  “Number one, you’re three minutes late. That’s one spank for each minute.”

  My eyebrows lifted but I couldn’t hold back the smile from my lips.

  “Number two, smelling of strawberries in a miserable place like this. That’s two spanks.” He continued as his mouth rested on my jaw.

  “Number three, making your boss rock hard and ready to fuck you constantly. That’s deserves another two spanks.”

  His soft lips were burning a trail straight down the middle of my throat as his fingers now trickled up the outside of my thigh.

  My breathing was coming in sharp little gusts and I lifted my hands to his hair, the need to feel his softness consuming me.

  “Yes, Mr Hunt.”

  “Number four, being so damn fucking sexy that I just wanna bury my cock inside you forever. That’s five spanks. That makes twelve spanks in total Miss Summers. Do you have anything to say in your defence?”

  I shook my head rapidly, “Not. A. Single. Thing.”

  He lifted his eyes from my chest, where he was now unbuttoning my blouse and snaking his tongue along the open area, and grinned at me.

  “Not one?” he asked on a mumble.

  “Uh-uh. Not one.” I mumbled back as I let my head drop back and enjoy his touch.

  His fingers were now on the inside of my thigh and he growled deeply when he found the lace tops of my hold up’s.

  He took a few steps back a
nd his dark gaze swept over me. “Lift your skirt.”

  My pussy clenched at his firm tone and I did as he asked, inching my skirt over my hips as his eyes followed my move.

  His teeth sank into his bottom lip as he continued to watch me.

  “Slip down your knickers” he demanded and I immediately did as I was told, slipping them all the way down to my ankles as I never took my eyes off him.

  His throat bobbed as his eyes settled between my legs and I shifted my feet apart a little, giving him a better view. “Come here and pass them to me.”

  I sucked in a huge breath and practically stumbled over to him. He smirked when he noticed my knees jerk but he didn’t comment as he held out his hand for my underwear.

  “Hands in front or behind, Miss Summers? Your choice.”

  My lips lifted into a grin as I held them out in front of me. “Good choice” he said as he bound my wrists with my black lace knickers.

  He placed a chaste kiss on my lips. “Bend over the desk” he then growled harshly and my excitement peaked tremendously.

  God, I loved it when he took control. The enjoyment of just handing yourself over to someone and not having to dissect and examine everything just gave a kind of release that I fed from, that my arousal strengthened from.

  As soon as I was bent and ready he dropped to his knees behind me. “Let’s see if we can get you begging, baby” he rumbled before he palmed my buttocks, pulled them apart and his tongue delved into my anus. I jumped at the surprise contact but a deep groan erupted from me.

  His finger slid inside my pussy and he swirled it around, dragging my juices with it before he then slipped the same finger into my backside.

  “Oh Christ . . .” I breathed as he worked it slowly in and out.

  “That good, baby? You like it when I fuck your arse with my fingers?”

  I pushed back onto him as I mumbled an appreciative yes.

  He stroked my clit with his tongue as he pushed his thumb inside my vagina and I practically fell apart at the sensation of everything, everywhere and the feeling was phenomenal.