The NSC Boxset: Heart of Stone

by D H Sidebottom

  She let out a long groan and looked at me over her shoulder. “I’m gonna come” she snarled as I felt her constrict and squeeze my dick until I thought she was going to choke me.

  “Yeah? Well me too, come on Beaumont, together.” I took her hips again and pounded into her so fast and hard I’m surprised I didn’t knock her out as her head banged on the floor.

  “Oh god!” she screamed as her back arched and her whole body tightened under me with her intense climax. I matched her sentiment as a shot of fire ripped up my spine, exploded in my brain and forced the cum from my balls with so much force I felt her shiver when she felt the torrent through the condom.

  “Fucking hell” I hissed as I continued to come, my thighs now trembling after the most violent fuck of my life.

  She dropped to the floor and I followed, encasing her under me before I tried to lift myself but I stared, stunned and mute, when she stood up, picked up her clothes and left, quietly closing the door behind her. I hadn’t even lost my erection before she’d fucked me and fucked off.

  Well this was new, and if I was honest, it was slightly degrading but a thought crashed into me and my lungs actually tightened when I realised I had fucked Grace. For the first time in eight months I had actually been totally with the person my cock had been inside.

  I had fucked Grace Beaumont and not a vision of Ava Fox.

  Well, fuck me!

  Chapter Ten

  Grace

  I SHUT THE door behind me and dropped my clothes in a pile in the corner, pulling my flapping shirt off my body and ripping my bra off angrily until I was completely naked. I didn’t even bother wrapping my hands before I punched the bag suspended from the ceiling with one swift hard punch.

  What the hell had I just done? I had gone against everything I had ever believed in. For one, I never had random hook ups and for two, I never, ever fucked one of my details.

  Shit!

  I moved round the bag, regarding it as an enemy or Will, that worked too as I launched another hit at it and caught it on the back swing. Will had me concerned as well as worried, there was something that I was missing and as I released my hatred and frustration on the bag, my mind dissected the last few days.

  Mona; she was another one who had an unknown characteristic tingling in my blood. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was wrong and where it was wrong but there was definitely something different going on with her.

  Fair enough, I hadn’t seen her for just over two years but it wasn’t the fact that people change, it was something unfamiliar in her eyes and the way I caught her on occasion watching me curiously.

  James Blunt filled the air and I frowned until I realised it was my ringtone. I scooped into my jeans pocket and pulled my phone out, smiling slightly as Liam’s name and face filled my screen. “Good afternoon, sir.”

  He laughed at my greeting, “Oh come on Beaumont, even the Devil knows you want to call me something other than sir.” His loud laughter brought a much needed smile and I sat on the bench soaking up his familiar voice and using it to settle my unrest. “How’s it going, have you killed Kade yet?”

  I sighed and closed my eyes. There was no way I could tell him what had just happened; he would have my arse so I diverted, “Will called.”

  He was silent for a long time but I sat patiently waiting until he would give me the advice I always needed where Will was concerned. “And?” It came out as a growl and I suddenly wished I had kept the information to myself.

  “He wants to see me, he knows I’m here.”

  He laughed again. “He does know that’s not wise?”

  “He does, but something’s off Liam and I can’t put my finger on it. He’s in debt up to his eyeballs. I can’t find a fixed address for him and there’s something else.”

  His heavy exhale whistled through the phone and I blew out a deep breath before I divulged what I found out. “He’s applied for access to the funds and is contesting the will.”

  “YOU ARE JOKING?”

  I cringed as I moved the phone away from my ear and left him to settle for a moment. “No,” I sighed heavily as I rubbed my forehead wearily.

  He sucked his teeth and it squealed in my ear but my heart hurt for this man. If I hurt, he hurt; it was as simple as that. “I take it he still doesn’t know you know?”

  “No.”

  “Right, I’ll see what I can find and get back to you.”

  “Thank you, I have access but it is rather limited. I need full clearance Liam, can you authorise it?”

  He clicked his tongue and I could envision him chewing on his bottom lip. “By rights you are not officially an operative now but I’ll see what I can wangle.”

  “Thank you. Oh and Liam, one more thing,” he remained quiet and waited for me to continue. “Who gave the order for Mr Hamilton’s protection?”

  I could feel his smirk through the phone. He knew I had figured things out but I needed it confirming. “You know who did, Beaumont. You’re far from stupid.”

  “It was Mason wasn’t it?”

  He pulled in a breath and I heard his heavy swallow. “Has it finally sunk in? Like I said, things aren’t always as they seem but to confirm your suspicions, yes it was Mason. Oh and Beaumont,” I nodded and although he couldn’t see me, he knew I was. “You do realise now you’ve fucked Kade, he can place an official complaint.”

  Shit. Fuck. Damn!

  “Yes.” It was all I could say. I couldn’t lie. He already knew and I sat with my eyes closed waiting for his wrath but I was surprised by his next words.

  “Just . . . don’t get hurt. He has the personality and the contempt to hurt you Grace and . . . well, just be careful.”

  “Holy hell, you called me Grace.”

  I felt the twitch of his lips and smiled to myself. I knew he was glad I hadn’t gushed over his concern. Liam didn’t do emotions and I knew it had taken a lot for him to show his worry about me. “Well, it’s nearly Christmas and I thought you deserved a treat.”

  I laughed loudly then clammed up as the door opened and Kade walked in. His eyes grabbed mine and I swallowed at the anger in them. “I have to go. I’ll need that access as soon as, please.”

  “Okay. I’ll do my best and whatever happens, Beaumont, you do not and this is an order, you do not meet Will alone.”

  “I know, I promise.”

  I ended the call and looked at Kade expectantly. He stood staring at me for a while, his face full of fury and heat, before he stalked over to me and leant arrogantly into my face, making me pull back marginally but he grabbed the tops of my arms forcefully and hissed in my ear, “Don’t ever do that again.”

  Stupid man.

  Within seconds he was face down on the floor, my thighs holding his arms by his side as I straddled his body. One of my hands held him down by the back of his neck and one was on the back of his head, squashing his cheek harshly into the flooring as I rested my mouth by his ear. “And don’t you ever do that again.” He grunted something incoherent but I tightened my hold forcing a ravaged groan from him, “Comprende, Mr Hamilton?”

  I lightened my grasp so I could actually tell what he was saying but from the smirk on his lips, I gathered it wouldn’t be something I was expecting.

  “Carry on, Beaumont. You think pinning me down whilst you are naked is a bad thing?” He laughed loudly and I grit my teeth at his mocking tone, “I know that you are picturing what it would be like if I was naked too. What it would be like for you to actually fuck me. Fuck a man. Do you want that, sweetheart? Do you want to take my ass?”

  I closed my eyes and blew out a silent breath as arousal flooded my pussy and I shifted to ease the restriction on my swollen wet flesh. “You do know I can feel your wetness and your heat? You are as turned on by this as me.”

  I pushed his face further into the floor but I fought to control the groan when he shifted his hips and my sex slid gloriously over his jean clad arse. It felt so good and the tremble in my hands gave away my lust.


  I must have eased up on his hold because he managed to flip himself over under me so that he was now looking up at me with a heat in his eyes and a wicked half grin on his face. “Come on, Beaumont. Take it. Take me.”

  My breathing deepened and a heavy throb pulled at my lower stomach as I started to vibrate with a need and craving I had never experienced before. My whole body was crying out for him, for it to be placated and sated and thoughts that had never entered my head before were suddenly crashing through me with an urgent need to be enacted on.

  How would I take him?

  How would it feel?

  Would I get off on it?

  Would he like it? I wanted him to like it. I wanted to hear him scream my name when I fucked him. I wanted to hear every single one of his moans when I sank deep into his arse and give him what he had given me.

  “What the hell is happening?” I asked with a low voice. I knew my face was giving away my anxiousness but right then, I didn’t care. I was shaking so hard with hunger I was literally bringing myself off with the stimulation to my clit from his zip.

  His gaze softened and he tipped his head slightly. “You want it? You want to do me?”

  I swallowed and chewed on my lip but nodded, “Yes.”

  It was a whisper that showed every bit of my nervousness but he lifted a hand and cupped my cheek and I hadn’t even realised I had let him go. What the hell was happening here? “You need to get off me first, sweetheart.”

  I nodded rapidly and slid down his legs until I was curled at the bottom of his feet. He grabbed the waistband of his jeans and pushed them down his legs until they were in a bunch beside me and my eyes travelled the length of his glorious body, pausing to take in the girth of his, no other words than, amazing cock. It was thick and long and the vein that ran the length of the underneath was full and swollen with the surge of his blood.

  “Come here” he whispered softly as he held out a hand to me. He could read me, could see the apprehension I had but his gentle tone flowed through me like an internal caress, easing my muscles and nerves slightly.

  I placed my hand hesitantly in his and let him pull me up his body until I was lazily laid out on top of him, both of our bodies fitting against the others perfectly. He cupped my chin and tilted my face until I was looking into his bright blue eyes, “One thing.”

  I didn’t speak as I let my gaze roam over his handsome face, fighting with myself over whether I could do this. Whether I could pleasure him like I wanted to but I eventually gave him a small nod.

  “I let you do this; then tomorrow it’s my turn to take you how I want.”

  I frowned, not entirely understanding his statement but his eyes held onto me, demanding my yield and sanction, yet the way he looked at me gave me the trust I needed from him, “Okay but . . .”

  He tipped his head at the hesitation in my voice, “Go on.”

  “Well, what . . . I just don’t understand the relationship we have here.”

  He quirked a brow and smiled at me. “We don’t have a relationship, Beaumont. We’re just having sex.”

  Right, okay that settled the nerves in my stomach. I could do just sex, in fact I was happier with just sex. I didn’t particularly like him but even I conceded that he had just given me the best fuck of my life and I nodded as I relinquished my worry and just let myself go with it, “Okay then. I want to do this.”

  “Sit up.” His order came suddenly and I blinked at him, “Sit up and cross your legs like you’re meditating.”

  I shuffled into position, cringing slightly as the pose put my pussy on display openly but the hunger in Kade’s eyes as he studied me, the appreciation as well as arousal in his eyes as he explored me with his gaze, fired a need between my legs and in my blood stream. “Do you even realise how fucking beautiful you are?”

  I squirmed with his compliment and my face flushed vibrantly but he didn’t comment as he crawled over to me, his thick cock straining upwards towards his belly and I swallowed the whimper before my lips released it.

  I gasped when he straddled himself over my bent legs, his knees locking beside my hips as his cock slipped against my pussy. This time the whimper did escape but Kade just took hold of my hand and brought it to his mouth. He singled out my middle finger and slid it between his lips, sucking it into his mouth as he twirled his tongue around it.

  My breathing was becoming ragged as I watched him taste and devour my finger, his eyes secured on mine as he worked me into a state of high arousal. “Let’s see if you’re ready.”

  He took my finger, lowered it between us and finding my entrance dripping, he slid it inside me and I arched my back as the pleasure rode my veins. “Oh yeah, you’re definitely ready. You’re hotter than Hades and fucking drenched.”

  I groaned when he swirled my finger around inside me then removed it, pulling my hand away from myself as I scowled at him. “Are you wet for me, Grace? Is that all for me; is that what I do to you?”

  I nodded as he slid my hand behind him and positioned my wet finger against his anus. I looked at him nervously as he gave me a slight nod, “Do it! Take me. I want you to make me come hard, Grace.”

  I pushed against him, slowly and gently entering his tightness, my own arousal on my finger making the journey slick and generally easy but I paused when his face darkened and his jaw clenched, making him pull air noisily through his teeth, “Am I hurting you?”

  He snorted and shook his head, “No sweetheart, far from it. Keep going.”

  I ventured deeper and he shivered against me as his hands rose and he cupped my breasts, lowering his mouth and trapping my nipple between his lips so he could suckle me as I fucked him. “Harder, don’t worry about hurting me. I’m quite experienced at this.” He wasn’t mocking me, just telling me he could handle it as I pulled out and pushed back in, starting up a regular rhythm as I drove the pleasure on his face higher and higher.

  He reached around me, taking the hand that I was resting on the floor and wrapped it around his dick, curling my fingers around his thick shaft as he peered up at me from my chest. I held him tight as I began to stroke him, pulling his foreskin back as my finger in his backside pulled out.

  We were soon working a pace and I nearly cried in relief when he slid his fingers inside me and started to match my pattern, simultaneously driving into my pussy with his fingers as mine drove into his ass hard, two fingers now giving him the pleasure I could read in him. My other hand worked his cock relentlessly, driving him harder and nearer to his release until he started to drive his arse harder onto my hand and take bites into my breast harshly.

  “Come for me, Kade. Please.”

  He groaned deeply and the shiver that racked his body brought my own climax as his spunk shot across my belly in arcs of thick heavy spurts, the sticky cream making patterns across my pale skin as it pumped over me.

  “Ahh shit,” he growled as he took a clump of my hair and forced my head to one side so he could latch his teeth into my neck and bite his way through his intense orgasm. I didn’t let on I enjoyed the pain. There was something slightly shaming in it but he must have known when another tidal wave of bliss tore through my body and took me mercilessly with its intensity until I screamed his name and juddered violently.

  His head flopped onto my shoulder and I eased my fingers out of him, tentatively placing them around his back as I enclosed him within me and held him.

  I wasn’t sure why it seemed important to hold him, I was just aware that I needed to and I sensed that he wanted it too.

  We stayed motionless and quiet, clinging to each other tightly as the only sound in the room was our heavy breathing but something in me needed to fuck up as usual. There had always been something in me that had fought to find the hard way. I could never take the easy route through life; I had to hunt out the difficult and most troublesome way to live my life and I could feel it rise in me, but I couldn’t stop it as it flowed from me in the need to obliterate any peace I found.

 
; “How long have you been in love with Ava?”

  I almost slapped myself when it fluently spewed from my mouth and he stiffened, his whole body going taut and the wrath that flooded the room made me shudder.

  “I’m sorry” I whispered but it was too late. He pulled off and stood up as he refused to even look at me.

  “You know . . .” I wasn’t sure he was going to finish as he clenched his fist and looked at the wall. “It’s actually none of your fucking business. I honestly didn’t realise how much of a bitch you actually are, until now.” His eyes finally lowered to me and I grimaced at the hatred in them, “You know nothing Beaumont, fuck all, and until you do, don’t fucking judge me.”

  With that he turned and slowly left the room, leaving me with all his hatred as well as my own, the enormity of it nearly choking me.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kade

  I COULD HEAR voices in the kitchen before I entered and I pulled in a heavy breath as I tapped my fingers on my thigh. I was nervous about facing Beaumont. I had called her a bitch. Absolutely despicable and way too melodramatic, after all, all she had asked was a simple question and the hurt look she displayed when I tore into her had refused me any sleep the previous night.

  I walked in; silencing the room immediately as Beaumont glanced at me then quickly diverted her eyes. Mona stood regarding me curiously but she wasn’t my concern.

  “Can I have a word?”

  “Yeah,” She smiled at me so I was hopeful but as we walked out of the room I could sense her hesitancy. “Listen, Kade I’m sorry for . . .”

  I shook my head at her and took hold of her hand, linking her long fingers through mine when her guilt stuttered in her voice. “No, I am. I shouldn’t have said what I said and there’s no excuse for it, you just caught me off guard and I . . . well, I didn’t have time to react appropriately.”

  She nodded and exhaled heavily. “Well, I needed to talk to you anyway. I, uhh, well we need to back off. I shouldn’t have slept with you, you’re my detail and Mason’s my client and I um, I apologise for over stepping the line.”