The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  “To the birthday boy” Connor declared as he shoved a shot of something potent in my hand. The rest of the guys held up their glasses and we all hit the shot back as one.

  “So, old man, what’s it feel like to hit forty?” Greg smirked and I curled a lip at him.

  “You’re as old as the woman you feel. In that case that makes me thirty one” I winked as I cast a glance at the woman who I would be feeling tonight.

  Nate nudged me and flicked his eyes towards Kade who was watching me warily. I rolled my eyes and attempted to build a few bridges as Ava so desperately wished for. I would sell my soul if she asked me to, and I think I was just about to do that.

  “Get ’em in, Kade.”

  He tipped his head slightly and his eyebrow flicked as he tried to determine if I was trying to include him or take him for a mug and make him buy the drinks all night.

  I gave him a small firm nod and he returned it before he clapped his hands and looked around at his friends for the weekend. “Let’s get the birthday boy pissed.”

  Everyone cheered and Nate slapped my shoulder lightly, thanking me silently for making the effort to welcome not just Ava’s friend but his also.

  The night flowed, the booze flowed and Ava’s body flowed like liquid gold on the dance floor.

  I thrust my stiff cock into her arse as I shrouded her from behind and danced to Matchbox Twenty ‘Like Sugar.’ “Fuck, Ava, can we go yet?” I whispered in her ear. If my balls got any heavier I’d have to go and get some relief in the toilets soon.

  She snaked her hands behind her and wound them around my neck as she turned her face into me demanding my lips. I didn’t refuse; I gave her exactly what she asked for and plied her lips expertly as my grasp tightened on her hips with a swift pull into me. Her small moan tightened my sac and throbbed my cock.

  Christ, this was hard work.

  “When I sink into that pretty wet pussy of yours, I’m never coming out. You hear me? All fucking night baby, me inside you and you around me. Till the sun comes up.”

  Her groan was louder this time before she flanked my bottom lip with her teeth. “And I want you so deep I can feel your cock in my throat, Mason.”

  “Sweet fucking Jesus, Ava. We’re going—now” I demanded as I took her hand and pulled her off the dance floor. “We’re off, guys.”

  They all looked at one another, every single one sporting as much lust as me and Ava. The surprise of Kade rocking against Carla, Courtney’s work colleague, hit me and I nudged Ava. She turned and the grin that lit her face warmed my insides. If she had felt anything for Kade, it would have been jealousy that crossed her face not happiness for him.

  “Count us in” they all shouted as we piled out of the club and planted our arses in the limo already waiting for us. Tristan, Kerrie’s boyfriend, popped the cork on the champagne and proceeded to pour for everyone.

  I pulled Ava onto my lap and I groaned into her lips when she slid her drenched pussy across the ridge of my erection. “Baby, you’re gonna have to stop before I take you right here, in front of everyone.”

  “Fuck, yes” she groaned and I realised those words had turned my little warrior into an even bigger hot temptress. Ava loved the joy of fucking with someone watching.

  Luckily The Black Panther had managed to provide my wife with her kink. Sometimes there would be at least three people watch her ride me like an animal. Her lust and primal need for this side of her sexuality allowed me to relax with this part of her.

  The fact that they were just watching and not touching bated my possessive streak and if I’m honest, I enjoyed this side of her. She allowed me my kink and I wouldn’t begrudge her hers.

  She slid around so her back was against my chest and I raised my hand and slid my thumb across her hard nipple, the pert nub pressing against the tight silk material of her dress.

  I eyed her when she looked at Connor and he lifted the corner of his lip at her. My woman wanted to play.

  Connor flicked his eyes to me to silently ask for permission and I nodded.

  Everyone else was already eating face, all of us feeling the sex and heat in the confines of the car, and currently there was only Connor and Marcy’s friend, Paula, without a partner however I frowned when Paula sidled up to Connor and he shook his head at her. She pouted grumpily then slid back across the seat and glared out of the window at the speeding lights passing us.

  Ava ground onto me as she continued to hold Connor’s gaze. He swept his tongue across his bottom lip as his hand cupped his own erection.

  Ava’s heart sped up against my wrist which was pressed up hard into her chest. “You are so damn fucking hot, baby. You’re setting fire to my cock through my trousers.” I moaned into her ear as I slid a hand under the skirt of her dress and stroked my fingers up her thigh.

  She opened her thighs, giving Connor a glimpse of her beauty and I hissed a fuck, my cock now becoming painful in my need for release.

  Her breathing sped up until she was mere panting and my gut blazed with the sound of her extreme arousal. “Are you watching Connor stroke his hard cock, baby?”

  She moaned but nodded whilst Connor sank his teeth into his lip and tipped his head at Ava, his eyes fucking her hard.

  “Fuck” she breathed and just as I pressed my thumb against her swollen clit, the limo pulled up outside the cottage.

  Everyone piled out like greyhounds after the hare; me and Ava being no exception.

  She held me back as we reached the door, her hands pushing at me firmly until I was slammed up against the wall and her tongue invaded my mouth.

  Her lips moved in perfect sync with me as her tongue duelled hungrily with mine. Her soft wisps of breath mingled with my own and hardened my need even further. I cupped her bottom and she lifted her legs and wrapped her delicious thighs around my waist.

  She eventually calmed her kiss and hovered her lips over my wet ones. “I love you so much, Mason, so god damn much. You’re my everything, baby. My heart, my soul, my life.” Her eyes flitted across my face searching me; “You think we can survive this?”

  Her anguish tore me up and I rested my forehead against hers. “I would die before I hurt you, Ava. We can do this, we’ve been through worse. I know you’re aching inside, you’re ripping yourself open and bleeding baby, but I’m gonna fix that. Trust me.”

  I swiped my thumb over her cheek and caught her single tear, a solitary tear but it was like a dam of emotion and my soul wept with her.

  “Take me to bed, Mason” she whispered softly.

  “With pleasure, my little warrior.”

  She was still clung to me when I flicked the bedroom door open and carried us both in.

  I frowned when I saw Connor laid out on our bed, naked. It was like Deja vu and I shot a frantic look at Ava before she hit the roof, but she palmed my cheek and smiled softly at me, “Happy birthday, baby.”

  I frowned in confusion before it clicked and I stared at her.

  Shit!

  “Ava,” I winced when I knew this would hurt her. “Baby, when I asked Connor to join us last time, I was real high and I wasn’t . . . well, I wasn’t thinking straight. I just . . .”

  She looked hurt and I cringed, “I don’t think I’m ready to . . . share you.”

  Relief covered her face and my confusion heightened further. “But I didn’t ask Connor to join us for me, Mason, I asked him to join us for you.”

  My heart stuttered and I squinted at her. “What?”

  A hot smile crept up her lips and the sight of it nearly made me come in my trousers. “Connor is bi-sexual, Mason. I want to watch him fuck you. I want you to be inside me when he fucks you.”

  The air left my lungs in a single blast as my knees jerked.

  Connor lifted his magnificent body off our bed and stalked across the room to me. His hand lifted to my head before he yanked my hair and leant into me. “I wanna fuck you, Mason and Ava wants to watch your face when I take you under me—hard.”

  I
closed my eyes as a deep groan rumbled through my core before it left my lips. “Do you want this, Mason?” Ava asked quietly and I heard the apprehension in her words.

  She knew this was something I’d had on my mind for years and her acceptance of me made my heart swell so much I thought I would have trouble settling it back down.

  “Do you want his, Ava?”

  She swallowed but nodded timidly. “I . . . Is it wrong I wanna give you this?”

  “What? No, baby. How could this be wrong? My God, I love you so damn fucking much. I worship you, baby. I am in awe of you. Your generosity is so fucking superior, I feel like I don’t deserve you.”

  “Mason,” she scolded quite firmly, “You brought me back to life all those years ago. It’s me who’s not deserving of you.”

  “Ssshhh, don’t you dare, ever, ever say that again.”

  Her gaze dropped and I lifted her head back with a finger under her chin. “I want to watch you suck his cock, Ava. Is that wrong?”

  She gasped but I caught the pump of her heart against mine as her thighs twitched. “You want him to fuck you, Mason?”

  “Yes” I answered honestly without hesitation.

  She moaned and closed her eyes to the images my answer had given her.

  “Then let’s fucking play,” Connor smirked from beside me.

  Ava giggled that delicious giggle of hers, the one that had my dick knowing he was gonna get serviced as Connor grabbed my hair again and brought his lips to mine.

  Chapter 10

  Ava

  I WATCHED THEM kiss, Mason hesitant at first, until Connor rumbled a deep growl and Mason slipped into it with an ease.

  I thought it might bring forward jealous hurt, but if I was honest, it was damn hot to watch my man kiss another man.

  Their tongues duelled almost angrily and Mason’s arms tightened around me in his lust. His cock hardened even more under me and I rubbed against him, desperate to get some relief against the explosive pressure that was building inside me.

  He slid a hand up my back, his sheer strength just needing one arm to hold me up, and as it reached my hair he twisted his fingers and pulled at me harshly in his arousal.

  A deep groan left me at the slight pain and the men parted. “Tonight is yours, Mason. You tell us what you want and we’ll do our best to satisfy that hunger” Connor told him seriously.

  He was silently asking Mason for guidance; what to touch, where to touch, if to touch.

  Mason swung his eyes to me then to Connor. “I want to do this for Ava as well as myself, so you go with what she wants too.”

  He nodded firmly before stepping back, his gaze hitting Mason in invitation to take what he wanted.

  Mason dropped me out of his arms as my eyes perused the hard body of Connor. He wasn’t as built and toned as Mason, but he was still very easy on the eyes. His physique was lean and his abs were prominent but he didn’t have the strength and tautness to his chest like my husband did. The muscles in his arms were large as were his thighs and if I was honest his feet were a little creepy, but I wasn’t going to be spending much time with them.

  His body was still a huge turn on and I gulped as my eyes reached the heat in his return stare.

  “You wanna taste him, baby?” Mason whispered in my ear causing me to jerk at the sudden contact.

  I licked my lips but gave him an apprehensive look. He cupped my cheek and smiled, “I’m good with that.”

  I didn’t answer at first, just flicked my eyes between the two hard men filling the room with their dominance, their potent sexual rawness tightening the air in the room and my lungs squeaked at the compression. He fisted my hair and brought my face to his, “I asked if you want his hard cock sinking between those plump wet lips of yours, baby. When I ask you a question, I expect an answer.”

  My mouth dried instantly, my lungs fought for oxygen and my pussy leaked with my stern arousal.

  “Yes.” I breathed.

  “Good girl. Take off your dress.” His demand was countered with a soft palm on my cheek and an adoring gaze in his eyes.

  He knew what this would do to me, his governance and control, and I slid my hands to the hem of my dress and lifted it over my head in one motion.

  Both men hissed as I stood before them in cream lace underwear, my nipples peaked and straining against the sheer material of my bra.

  Mason turned to Connor, “Her pleasure’s mine, but yours is hers.”

  Connor nodded once in understanding as he fisted his erection and dragged his teeth across his bottom lip, “On your knees, Ava.”

  The roaring in my ears intensified as I dropped before him. The heaviness in my stomach pulsed as he guided his firm pulsing tip against my lips, wiping his pre-cum over my already wet mouth as Mason settled behind me, both his knees on either side of my thighs and his large cock digging into my back.

  “Lick him” he demanded from behind me as his fingers unhooked the fastening of my bra and freed my breasts to his eager hands.

  Connor sizzled under my mouth as I lapped at his crown and swirled my tongue around his width. He was hard and pulsating beneath my mouth and I drooled in anticipation of his full length in my mouth.

  “Now take him.” His direction came with a roll and pinch of my nipples and I groaned as my belly thudded my arousal hard, my thighs twitching with my need. “God, Ava, you’re so fucking ready,” Mason breathed in my ear as he cupped me gently, his large hand trapping the heat between my legs as I slid my mouth down Connor’s cock.

  “Fuck!” Connor hissed as his hands grabbed at my hair in his effort to take control. “Yeah, that’s it baby, suck me hard.”

  He tasted different from Mason, sweeter maybe. Mason had a slight spice to his taste yet Connor had a honeyed scent, not unpleasant, just different.

  “Harder” Mason ordered sternly as he slipped the crotch of my knickers aside and slid a finger inside me. I instinctively ground down on him, desperate to get him deeper and douse the fire inside me.

  “Not yet, Ava, I want you to come when Connor fills your mouth with his spunk.”

  Oh God, he better hurry then. The way I was moving on that single finger would bring me off any second. As if sensing my build, Mason removed it and I whimpered, “Soon, baby, soon. Suck him hard, Ava. Show him how fucking good that hot little mouth of yours is.”

  My need was deepening with each of Mason’s words and every slide down Connor’s deliciousness. I slid a hand down the front of me in search for my own satisfaction. My hunger needed food, fast and if I didn’t find it soon I was going to go insane.

  “Ava!” Mason scolded as he took my hand and held it firmly.

  “Please” I begged around Connor’s cock, my hips were circling on their own accord and my breasts were heavy and needy.

  He growled behind me as Connor started to control my plunges with his hands, holding me still as he thrust into my mouth in his chase for ejaculation.

  “Lift that sweet arse in the air, Ava, let me see you.”

  I didn’t need to be told twice. I planted my hands flat on the floor, Connor lowering to his knees afore me, as I raised my bottom up until it was level with Mason’s face behind me.

  “Fuck, yes, beautiful.”

  I growled savagely when his tongue swiped my groove, its thick muscle teasing my flesh until I was writhing unabashedly on his face.

  Connor was getting deeper and faster in each thrust and as he shouted out his release, his warm sperm hitting the back of my throat with force, Mason curled a finger inside me, stroked the soft part of my wall and gave me an orgasm so fierce I bucked against his face and dropped my head to the floor; my arse high and round behind me.

  “Always so fucking good” he snarled behind me as he dipped his tongue inside me and soaked up everything I had to give him.

  Connor’s hands were still trapped in my hair and he yanked my head up and brought my face to his still hard penis, “Lick me clean, baby.”

  I lifted my eyes to hi
s hard dark ones as I lapped at him, my tongue licking him clean as requested.

  “Now I need to fuck your husband. Get on your back, darlin.’”

  The air jammed in my throat and desire erupted in the afterglow of an almighty orgasm. “Do as you’re told, Ava.” Mason now demanded as his hands gripped my waist and he manoeuvred me around until my back was flat on the floor.

  “I hope you’re ready for me cos’ my dick is so hard in need for you, my little warrior.” The conflicting harsh tone and adoring pet name made my heart swell and my pussy pulse as Mason’s mouth hit mine in a kiss so fierce I was lifting my hips and inviting him in already.

  I heard him groan above me and his body jerked. I pulled back, desperate to watch his face when I caught Connor applying lube to his fingers and readying Mason for him.

  “Fuck” he groaned above me, his blazing eyes holding mine whilst he lifted his arse further upwards for Connor.

  I watched him, mesmerised by the pleasure on his face as Connor continued his preparation for penetration. He closed his eyes, swallowed and before I took another breath he was thrusting inside me with so much force I slid a few inches across the carpet. “Sorry, baby” he muttered when he realised I would have carpet burns on my ass.

  I shook my head and fought the urge to close my eyes. “You keep them beauties on me Ava, I need them. I need you with me in this.”

  I nodded firmly, trying to give him comfort in his apprehension as we heard the tell-tale rip of foil from behind him.

  “Make love to me, baby.” I whispered in his ear when I pulled his face towards me and as I took his mouth, Connor took his arse.

  I felt the slow gentle push of Connor as Mason’s jaw dropped and his eyes flittered closed. A fierce growl left his chest, erupting up his throat with a feral snarl, and I palmed his cheek softly. “Look at me, Mason. I wanna see your pleasure, I need to see it, Mason.”

  His eyes snapped open and I wasn’t sure if it was horror or rapture on his beautiful face. “You okay?” I asked on a choke.