by A. K. Evans
We made our way back to the spot where we entered the track and Stone shut the car off. We both took off our helmets and then I turned to look at him.
“That was the third most amazing experience of my entire life,” I admitted.
He grinned at me and said, “Happy to hear that. What were the first and second?”
“Second most amazing experience was holding the first recital, for which I choreographed the entire show, for my dancers at my studio back in California.”
“And the first?”
“Being with you two nights ago,” I began, without hesitation. “Nothing will compare to that…ever.”
Stone’s eyes became guarded and he quickly changed topics.
“Ready for your turn behind the wheel?”
I was a bit disappointed that he didn’t feel the same about our first time together, but I knew I needed to push past that disappointment. He was making this birthday something special for me and I didn’t want to ruin it by sulking.
“I’m ready,” I admitted.
We both exited the car and switched sides. I strapped myself in, put the helmet on, and looked to the passenger’s seat. Stone nodded to me, indicating I was good to start the car.
I turned it on, felt the engine roar to life, and looked back to Stone.
“Drive it hard, baby,” he encouraged me.
Since he called me baby for the fourth time ever and that felt good, I did exactly as he asked. I put my foot on the gas and took off. For the first lap around the track I took it easy. I didn’t want to wreck this beautiful piece of machinery and I wanted to make sure I was comfortable handling it. As soon as I completed that first lap, though, I opened her up.
It. Was. Fabulous.
As I approached the end of my fifth lap I yelled out to Stone, “Can I do just one more?”
“Whatever you want,” he replied.
It was what I wanted, so I made one final lap. Being in control of the car, taking the turns and straightaways at high levels of speed, and doing it all alongside Stone was an experience I knew I’d never forget.
When I pulled off the track to where Stone had gone earlier after he drove, he told me I could drive it back over to the trailer. He wasn’t going to have to ask me twice. I drove us over to the trailer, turned the car off, and took off the helmet.
“What did you think?” he asked.
“I lied,” I confessed.
“Come again?”
“Before, when you drove me around the track I said it was the third best experience of my entire life. I lied. I wasn’t intentionally lying, but if I don’t tell you the truth now it would feel like lying. Sitting there next to you while you drove was amazing, but it’s a smidge better being able to sit behind the wheel and be in control of this gorgeous car. Wow, Stone. Thank you so much for doing this for me today. I absolutely loved it.”
“I’m glad you had a good time, angel. Do you think you’re going to want to go back out again now and drive or can I feed you lunch first?”
“Is it lunch time already?” I asked, incredulously.
“Yeah.”
I sat there thinking. Now that Stone mentioned food, I was feeling a bit famished. As much as I wanted to drive the car again I thought it was best to not push my luck.
“We can have lunch,” I decided.
“You sure?”
“Yes,” I answered, giving him a smile.
“Alright, let’s go.”
With that, Stone and I folded out of the car and I followed him into the trailer where he put the helmets away. He then ushered me out of the trailer and to the truck where, much to my surprise, he pulled a cooler out of the back seat.
“You packed a lunch?”
“Need to eat. Figured you’d might want to drive a little while longer so I brought reinforcements. We can eat and then go back out if you want.”
I loved him. I loved him so much.
Because I couldn’t tell him this I warned, “I want to kiss you again.”
Stone’s eyes warmed and he chuckled.
“Already told you that you if you want to do that you don’t need to ask me.”
As I took the steps toward him I explained, “I wasn’t exactly asking you, handsome. I was just informing you.”
“Fuck,” he hissed. “Love it when you’re feisty.”
“I’ll have to keep that in mind,” I admitted just before I pressed my lips to the skin of his neck.
Stone’s free hand came around to cup my bottom. I moved my lips and tongue along his neck toward his ear. I reached his ear lobe, pulled it between my teeth, and gently bit down. Once I released it I moved my mouth back along his jaw toward his mouth. I captured his lips and kissed him good. He squeezed my ass and once again I could feel his hardness between us.
Realizing he liked feisty, I decided to play a little. I brought one of my hands, both of which were resting on his hips, to the middle of his abdomen and began trailing down to my prize. The second my hand came to rest over top of him he groaned. As I gently squeezed him, I pulled my mouth back just enough to whisper against his lips, “I want this so bad, Stone.”
“You’ll get it, Monroe,” he returned, his voice rough.
“I want you now, though.”
“I’m not taking you in the middle of a parking lot.”
“You said you’d never say no to me,” I whispered back, continuing to rub my hand over the length of him.
He growled.
“Not saying no, angel. Just not here. You deserve way fucking better than a parking lot fuck.”
“I’m so wet for you, handsome. Please. I want to feel you again,” I begged.
“Christ, baby. You’re undoing me. Not here, please. I’ve got a loose hold on this right now; you’ve got to give this to me. Not here,” he pleaded.
He was struggling and it was clear he didn’t want to do this here. I decided to give in. I gave him one final squeeze, kissed him closed-mouth, and acquiesced, “Okay, Stone. Not here.”
He let out a breath and dropped his head. He kept his eyes to the ground for a good minute before he looked back up at me. When he did, Stone leaned forward, kissed me on the forehead, and praised, “That’s my good girl.”
I gave him a small smile.
“Let me feed you now.”
“Okay.”
Stone and I walked over to the bleachers where we sat and ate lunch. I was still feeling very worked up, but he did a really good job keeping my mind occupied on other things. Amongst many other things, he explained to me when I asked about it that he knew the track owner well and even though it was too early in the season to be running the cars on the track, the guy did Stone a favor. That worked for me. I was also snapped out of my hot and feisty mood when I got a phone call during lunch from Remi. I told him I was having lunch, but didn’t elaborate that I was out with Stone. I figured Vaughn did me a solid and didn’t mention anything to my other two brothers. I was going to roll with that for as long as I could. I loved them all so much, but didn’t want to ruin my day by getting lectures from them about how I chose to spend it.
After lunch, Stone and I went back out on the racetrack. I had an absolute blast and hoped that one day he’d bring me back here so we could do it again. We both drove a couple more laps on the track before we went back to the parking lot where Stone loaded the car into the trailer and strapped it down in the trailer.
He clicked the lock on the trailer and started guiding me to the truck when he said, “When the weather really warms up and after we’ve given you a bit more time behind the wheel of this, we’ll get you in the turbocharged one. It’ll be done in the shop by then, too.”
I stopped walking.
Stone turned around to look at me.
His brows drew together and he asked, “What’s wrong?”
“You did not just tell me that not only do you have a GT3, but also a GT2.”
Relief swept through his features before he confirmed, “I did.”
“Handsome, that’s just not fair. I’m so freaking jealous and I’m not ashamed to admit it.”
Stone stalked back over to me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and brought a hand up to wrap around the side of my throat. As his thumb brushed back and forth across my jaw he murmured, “Don’t be, angel. Any time you want to go for a ride, you tell me and I’ll take you. Okay?”
I nodded slowly and rasped out, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
“Informing me again?” he questioned.
“Yep.”
“Alright, but take it easy. I’m not sure how much more I can handle before I lose my control.”
I gave him a coy smile, pressed a kiss to his lips, pulled away, and insisted, “Then you better get me out of here.”
At that, Stone helped me into the truck and got me out of there.
Chapter 14
Monroe
“Oh my God.”
That came out as a whisper as I stood in front of the mirror in Stone’s master bathroom, staring at myself. Nikki and Emme had gone out shopping for lingerie for me and I trusted they knew what they were doing, so I never looked at any of it. As I stood there staring at myself, I had no doubts that they knew exactly what would look good on me, but seeing myself like that was something else. Since I went more innocent two nights ago with the white bra and panty set I figured I’d go with something more sexy and seductive tonight.
I was in a black-lace, halter-neck teddy. A piece of soft mesh fabric wrapped around my neck from which two delicate strips of lace fell over my breasts and abdomen and connected to the mesh fabric that ran around my hips. My sides were completely exposed other than the scrap of fabric resting on my hips. The space between my breasts down to my lower abdomen was also completely exposed. There was a thin piece of satin under my breasts that wrapped around to tie in the middle of my back. Other than the clasp around my neck, the thin satin bow at the middle of my back, the mesh just above my ass, and the sliver of mesh fabric that sat nestled between my ass cheeks, my entire backside was exposed.
This was, altogether, a new experience for me. Sure, I had given Stone my virginity two nights ago, but I hadn’t ever worn lingerie like this before for a man. I didn’t know what to expect; I was feeling a bit nervous, but also a bit excited.
So, I stood staring at myself in the mirror and wondered what he’d say. I wondered whether he’d like it.
I took in a deep breath, tried to swallow down the nerves, and walked to the bathroom door. I turned the handle and pulled the door open. Stone was standing across the room with his perfectly sculpted body in just a pair of jeans that sat low on his hips, looking out at the mountains. He was so beautiful. When he heard me open the door, he stayed put, but turned to look in my direction. I stepped out of the doorway and onto the plush carpet. As I felt the softness between my toes, I watched Stone’s eyes travel the length of my body. His gaze lingered on my legs a bit, his jaw clenching. I gave him a moment, but before his eyes began traveling up my body I slowly turned. If I was going to get his opinion on this, I thought it prudent for him to see the whole thing.
My back was now to Stone, so I turned my head and looked back over my shoulder to him. He was no longer standing by the windows. He was stalking over to me. He was a man on a mission. A man with a purpose. I could see all of that in the way he moved across the room.
“Stone,” I whispered breathily as he wrapped his arm around the front of me.
His forearm was resting between my breasts and his hand was splayed across my throat. Stone’s solid body was pressed up against me from behind.
“You’re not feeling sore still, are you?” he rasped against my lips.
“No,” I breathed as I arched my back.
Stone’s other hand came around my other side and settled low on my abdomen. It slowly began traveling south.
“Do you like it?” I asked.
He grinned before he admitted, “Angel, I’m getting ready to buy you a security system every week. You’re perfection.”
His hand reached my special spot and my legs nearly came out from under me.
“Two days,” I murmured, leaning my head back onto his chest. “I’ve been craving you for two whole days now. More than I’ve ever craved anything else in my life. Will you satisfy my hunger and give me everything I want? Please, Stone, will you give me you?”
“Baby…” he croaked, his voice rough as he trailed off.
His fingers began moving against my sex. My eyes were focused on his, with his other hand still at my throat. I shifted my hips searching for what I’d been longing for for days now.
As my ass moved against his length, Stone said, “As phenomenal as you look right now, Monroe, I need to take this off you. I’m taking you from behind tonight. You alright with that?”
A shiver ran through my body and I answered, “Yes.”
“Good girl,” he returned.
Then, I lost his hand.
I wanted to cry.
In fact, I let out a whimper.
Stone couldn’t miss it. He reassured me, “I’ll take care of you. Don’t worry.”
His hand traveled up my body and over the strip of lace on one side. The hand at my throat slid down the lace on the opposite side. Both hands stopped at my breasts and squeezed. I leaned forward ever so slightly while pushing my ass back into his lap.
Now it was Stone’s turn to feel frustrated.
He moved his hands to my hair where he gathered it and pushed it to the side. After unhooking the clasps of the teddy that sat at my neck, Stone’s knuckles gently brushed down to the middle of my back. The satin bow was untied and Stone’s hands traveled back up to my neck. He separated the fabric, removed it from my throat, and slowly pulled the lace down my body. When my breasts were freed, he let go of the material and brought his hands to my hips. His fingers gripped the mesh and slid it down my legs. I felt him lower his body to the ground as he pulled the teddy from my body. The moment he got to my knees he released it and it pooled at my feet. I stepped out of the fabric and was about to turn around when Stone’s hands wrapped around my thighs. I was thankful for his fingertips digging into my legs because when he brought his lips to my thighs I thought I would crumble to the floor. Stone trailed kisses up the side of my thigh, over the cheeks of my ass, and up my back. Once he was standing behind me, he brought his hands to my shoulders and gently turned me around.
He took in my naked body and I felt myself flush under his stare.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Monroe.”
I reached my hand out to the waistband of his jeans where I unbuttoned them and slowly dropped the zipper. My hands went to his waist and pushed the jeans down his legs. He didn’t give me the opportunity to remove his boxer briefs because he lifted me up, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist, and carried me to the bed.
Stone lowered me to my back from the side of the bed, while he remained standing. He bent down to capture my mouth with his. I was burning up at the feel of his skin next to mine. My hands moved along his back, my hips bucked underneath him. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could control my desire for this man without finding some release.
Certain he could sense my impatience, Stone pulled his mouth from mine. The second his lips separated from mine I rasped out, “Please, handsome. I want you now.”
Stone swiftly removed his boxer briefs, grabbed a condom from the nightstand, and sheathed himself. He brought one hand to my hip and I watched as he used his other hand to guide himself to my entrance. As he slowly pushed inside of me, he brought his hand up to my other hip. He pulled back slowly before pushing forward again.
A low, guttural sound escaped past my lips. It was a sound of pleasure mixed with relief.
Stone lifted my hips off the bed and held me firmly in place while he powered into me. I watched his face as he looked down to where the two of us were connected. His eyes would occasionally come to mine, but he stayed mostly focused on the spot where our two bodies met.
God, I loved him.
That did it for me. I was teetering on the edge when I tried to offer Stone warning.
“Stone,” I began, my voice just a hair above a whisper. “I’m going to come.”
“I know, angel. Come apart for me.”
I did.
I exploded around him, calling out his name, moaning through the pleasure he was giving me.
Stone slowed his thrusts as I fought to catch my breath. He bent over and kissed the indent at the base of my throat. He worked his mouth up along my neck to my lips. His tongue slipped inside and played with mine. After playing a bit, I pulled my tongue from his mouth and questioned him.
“I thought you wanted to take me from behind tonight?”
I probably should have felt ashamed to ask, but I was curious and really wanted to try being with him that way.
“I do. I’m not done with you yet, Monroe. Not even close.”
He pulled out of me and ordered, “Turn over. On your knees, hands at the headboard.”
I immediately did as he asked.
Stone joined me in the bed. He came up behind me, gently rubbed one of his hands on my bottom, and praised, “Such a good girl.”
I felt him hard against me. I pushed back into him. He growled, “You ready to experience it this way?”
“Yes,” I answered.
Not a moment later, Stone was inside me. He started slow, giving me an opportunity to adjust to the new sensation of being filled by him this way. It was magnificent. He began increasing the pace of his thrusts.
