Everything I Want (The Everything Series Book 3)

by A. K. Evans

  They nodded their heads at me.

  “Monroe? Are you drunk?”

  “Lucky. I’m changing your name to Lucky. Do you know why?”

  “I have a feeling you’re going to tell me,” he laughed.

  “Because tonight you’re going to get very lucky.”

  “Creative, baby. You girls at the end of your rope now?”

  “Can you put me on speakerphone?” I asked.

  “I’m not sure I want to do that,” he admitted.

  I tapped the speakerphone button on my phone.

  “Ladies, say hello to Stone.”

  In unison, they all sung, “Hello, Stone.”

  “Jesus Christ, you’re all drunk,” he concluded before we heard him speak to the guys. “The girls are hammered.”

  “Stone?” Emme called.

  “Yeah, Em?”

  “Would you mind telling Zane that I’m very much looking forward to him picking me up tonight so that we can go back home and have fun on the chaise in our bedroom?”

  “I’m not telling him that.”

  “I told you to put the phone on speaker, Stone. Emme could have told him herself.”

  Silence for a moment.

  “You all have two minutes. Better talk quick.”

  “Wes, honey?” Charley called.

  “Yeah, gorgeous?” Wes returned.

  “I know you dropped Emme and I off together tonight, but I’m thinking it’s a wise idea for you to come alone to pick me up. I’ve got a hankering to put my mouth all over your body and I don’t want to have to wait.”

  “Fucking hell,” Wes bit out.

  “Zane, baby, I told Stone I wanted to you to pick me up so that we could go back home and have some fun on the chaise. Do you remember that time we…” she got out before Zane cut her off.

  “Sweetheart, I remember. You don’t have to announce it.”

  “The girls already know about it,” she confessed.

  “I know, Em. Wes, Stone, and Luke don’t, though. I’d prefer to keep it that way.”

  “Oh,” she said softly.

  “Hey, handsome?” I called.

  “Yeah, Monroe?” Stone answered.

  “Can we work on my list tonight?”

  “What list, angel?”

  “The best sex positions list. I want to see where drunk sex fits in.”

  Silence.

  “Stone?” I eventually called.

  “Getting my shit together and coming home. Be there in ten minutes.”

  “Wait,” Charley yelled out.

  “What’s wrong, Charley?” Wes worried.

  “Honey, can we work on a list tonight, too?”

  We heard laughter from the guys.

  “Okay, gorgeous. Whatever you want.”

  “Hey Luke,” I called.

  “What’s up, Monroe?”

  “Nikki drove here on her own and while I’m beyond inebriated, I’m still sober enough to be certain she’s not in any position to drive herself home. Do you think you could come over here and take care of my girl?”

  His voice was soft when he answered, “Yeah, babe. I’ll come and take her home.”

  “Maybe he could take me home and then come,” Nikki suggested.

  Charley, Emme, and I all burst out laughing.

  When we settled down, I went on, “Thanks, Luke. By the way, I never would have thought about this on my own, but you’ve lucked out with Nikki. She’s got great hair. Tonight, when I heard about some of your rendezvous with her, I realized you hit the jackpot. I’d imagine nobody else could deliver as well as Nikki can with sex that involves hair pulling. I feel like I might need to add that to my list at some point. Stone, my love, can we try that out some time?”

  “Monroe, baby? I’ll give you anything you want if you stop talking to Luke about his sex life with Nikki and if you stop announcing to the rest of the guys what you’d like me to do with you.”

  “Okay, handsome. You better hurry up and get back here. Emme just opened a new bottle of wine and has filled up my glass. I’m a lightweight, so I’m guessing you’re going to be extra lucky tonight.”

  “Christ, Monroe. I’m hanging up now.”

  “I love you,” I practically shouted into the phone.

  “Love you, too, angel.”

  Stone disconnected the call and I set my phone down. The girls and I burst into fits of laughter. Ten minutes later, the door opened and the guys walked in to find us all still having an incredibly good time.

  We were all still on the couches in the family room while the guys were standing there watching us.

  Nikki spoke first.

  “Hey, blondie,” she called to Stone. “You just wait. You have no idea what we did with your girl tonight. She’s going to give you the best birthday present anyone has ever received.”

  “Oh yeah? And she worked on this gift tonight?”

  Nikki nodded.

  “Hopefully it’s not a train wreck considering how smashed she is right now.”

  “We took care of it before we got to this point,” Charley admitted. “You’re going to love it.”

  Stone nodded like he wasn’t sure if he should agree.

  “Don’t take our word for it, Stone. Just ask Wes and Zane. They received similar gifts a couple months ago.”

  Stone’s eyebrow shot up and he looked toward Wes and Zane.

  Zane nodded and confirmed, “Yep. I’ve got to agree with the girls on this one.”

  “You’ll be very appreciative of it,” Wes added with a grin. Then, he turned to Charley and asked, “You ready to go, gorgeous?”

  She scanned him from head to toe, bit her lip, and nodded.

  “We have to go, too,” Emme announced. “Monroe really needs to experience drunk sex, Zane, so the sooner we leave, the sooner that happens for her.”

  “It doesn’t end,” Zane mumbled as he dropped his head to the floor and chuckled.

  Luke walked over to Nikki and helped her up off the couch. I watched and saw the adoration in his face when he looked at her. She seemed to be oblivious to it. In that moment, I said a little prayer that Nikki would soon realize the goodness that Luke could give her and that she’d grab hold of him in a way that wasn’t just physical.

  Everyone moved to the door. We said good-bye and Stone closed the door. I stood behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. I hugged him a moment before I slipped my fingers underneath the hem of his shirt. My fingertips traced over the skin of his chest and abdomen briefly before I bunched the shirt up in my hands and began moving it up to take it off of him.

  When I got my hands to just under his arms, Stone helped and pulled the shirt the rest of the way off of him body. I pressed my lips to the warm skin of his back, right between his shoulder blades. My hands, which had been resting on his front at his chest and abdomen were now both traveling down toward the waistband of his jeans. I continued to kiss along his back while my hands found and roamed over the length of him, the material of his jeans separating us.

  He groaned.

  One of his hands was resting against the door to support his weight while the other reached back to grab my ass.

  “I missed you,” I whispered in between kisses.

  I undid the button and zipper of his jeans and slid my hand underneath, the fabric of his boxer briefs the only thing separating us now.

  When I placed my hand over the hardened length of him I continued, “I missed this.”

  “Baby,” he growled.

  “I really want you to have your way with me tonight, Stone. Will you give me this? I need to feel you now.”

  He slowly turned, brought a hand up to cup the side of my neck while the other wrapped around me and pulled me tight against his beautiful body. He took my mouth with his and lifted me. My legs immediately bound together behind his back. Stone walked back into the family room.

  “The bedroom is too far away right now,” he declared.

  As he continued walking, he moved his hands to
my ass, and demanded, “Take off your top, angel.”

  I did as I was told. I threw my shirt on to the floor and, seconds later, tossed my bra not far from it. I was wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts, so the moment Stone sat on the couch one of his hands immediately went to my thigh and traveled up underneath my shorts. With my hands at his shoulders, Stone’s head dipped toward my breasts. He covered my nipple with his mouth and his tongue teased the hardened peak while his fingers simultaneously went under my panties and straight to my soaked core.

  I moaned.

  He growled before he rasped, “You’re so fucking wet, baby.”

  “I want you, handsome. Please don’t make me wait any longer,” I begged.

  Stone didn’t make me wait. He shifted me off of his lap and onto the couch. I was on my side when he ordered, “Shorts and panties off, Monroe.”

  While he removed the rest of his clothing I squirmed out of my shorts and panties. I just barely got them off when his hands came to my hips.

  “Turn,” he urged.

  I turned so Stone was now behind me. He kept one hand planted firmly on my hip while the other ran along the cheek of my ass toward my special spot. Once there, he applied a bit of pressure and I was instantly moving my hips against his hand trying to create a bit more friction.

  One minute he was helping me out giving me what I wanted and the next his hand was gone. I whimpered.

  I heard a small chuckle escape past his lips before I felt the tip of him at my entrance. I looked back at Stone over my shoulder and as soon as he caught my eyes, I pushed myself back onto him. His fingers dug into the skin at my hips.

  “Love you, Monroe,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I love you so fucking much.”

  “I love you, Stone,” I panted as I rocked forward and pushed back against him. “I will always love you.”

  I continued to rock back and forth, moving myself slowly over his shaft. The sensations were building and I wanted more.

  “I want more,” I pleaded. “Can you give it to me faster?”

  Stone held me in place and gave it to me faster.

  My fingers dug into the arm of the couch.

  My desire was evidenced by the sounds coming from me.

  My body was being assaulted by the unimaginable pleasure Stone was giving to me.

  I never wanted it to end.

  Apparently, Stone wasn’t through giving me satisfaction because one hand came around to find my clit while the other grabbed my breast and lifted me so I was upright in front of him, my back still to his front. His hands played with my body as he continued to give it to me from behind.

  “I want to feel you come, baby. I want this pussy to clutch my cock so hard that I can’t help but give you every last drop.”

  “I want it, Stone. I want all of it. I can’t wait anymore,” I warned.

  “Take it,” he encouraged. “I want you to take it.”

  I took it. I came hard. If it weren’t for Stone’s hand being wrapped across my chest I would have collapsed forward. As he drove into me, I felt myself clenching tightly around him.

  “Oh, God, you feel so good,” I cried.

  I needed something to hold onto because my orgasm was ripping through me. One hand went behind me and gripped Stone’s thigh while the other went between my legs and massaged his balls.

  “Oh, fuck,” he roared. “Don’t fucking stop that, baby.”

  His hips thrust only a few more times before he slammed hard into me one last time and groaned through his pleasure. I could still feel my insides quivering and squeezing his shaft.

  We stayed there, sweating, silent, and struggling to catch our breath. Neither of us dared to move. Stone’s forehead was resting on my shoulder, while mine dropped back to rest on his. His hands were still at my clit and on my breasts. My hand was still cupping him between his legs.

  I finally spoke.

  “You are a magnificent lover, Stone. I think we should change my name to Lucky instead of yours.”

  His body shook with laughter.

  “Christ, Monroe. I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of hearing the things you say after you’ve been treated to a round of good lovin’ and I’m still inside of you. That sweet innocence is adorable and it makes me hard just hearing it.”

  “Okay, handsome. I’m up for another round, but I think I need a minute. If you weren’t still holding me I’d not be upright. As it is, I think I’m going to have to sleep on the couch tonight.”

  “You aren’t sleeping on the couch. I’ll carry you upstairs, angel, but first, I’m going to need you to let go of my balls.”

  “Sorry,” I answered, timidly, as I let go of him.

  “Don’t fucking apologize for that. Fuck, Monroe, that felt incredible.”

  “Duly noted.”

  Stone pressed a kiss to my shoulder, slid out of me, and carried me upstairs where we commenced with round two of drunk sex. Needless to say, before I fell asleep that night I was rearranging my list in my head once again, but I really didn’t mind.

  Chapter 28

  Monroe

  I had accomplished what I thought was going to be an impossible feat. It was early Sunday morning and it was Stone’s birthday. I managed to wake up while he was still sleeping and went through his entire house hanging pictures that Emme had captured from all the events she shot and, most importantly, the event he won a few weeks ago.

  Emme was a superstar and delivered some of the most incredible pictures I had ever seen. I’m sure the fact that Stone was the subject of said pictures is a big part of the reason that I was in love with them all.

  It was still pretty early in the morning, but I was too excited to get his birthday celebration started. I snuck back into the bedroom, stood on the bed, and started jumping. Stone’s eyes immediately shot open. He took in his surroundings, likely came to the conclusion that I was crazy, and then asked, “What the hell are you doing, Monroe?”

  I continued to jump and shouted, “It’s your birthday! We have so much celebrating to do. I don’t want you sleeping the entire day away.”

  His eyes shifted to the nightstand, where he lifted his phone, lit up the display, and set it back down.

  “Seven in the morning is hardly sleeping the day away.”

  I stopped jumping and looked down at him.

  “Aren’t you excited?” I exclaimed.

  “It means I’ve lived another year, Monroe. What is exciting about this?” he retorted.

  My shoulders dropped.

  “This is the day you were born, my love. It’s a big freaking deal and we are celebrating it in a very big way today. You can try to act mopey all you want, but I’m not allowing it. The love of my life was born today. Do you understand how important that is?”

  His face softened.

  “Okay, no moping today. What do I have to do today?”

  “You have to get up.”

  “Considering you’re standing there in a pair of purple panties showing off your fantastic fucking legs and a white, mostly see-through tank top that’s not an issue. Let’s not forget that rising to the task was heightened by the fact that while you are wearing that outfit you were jumping on my bed making all sorts of good parts bounce.”

  I gave him a disbelieving look.

  “That’s not what I meant when I said you need to get up, handsome.”

  “I thought it was my birthday. Shouldn’t I get a say in what happens? I want to give you some good lovin’ right now.”

  I crossed my arms in frustration. This only intensified Stone’s gaze on my chest.

  “Ugh, Stone,” I cried out, annoyed. I put my hands over each of my breasts and continued, “Focus and stop looking at my boobs!”

  He laughed.

  “Kind of difficult to not look at them when you’ve got each of your hands holding one. It’s fucking sexy, angel.”

  I gave up and collapsed on the bed. I shoved my face in the pillow and tried to breathe deep to calm myself down. I wanted th
is day to be perfect for him and it was not going as planned. I could feel the tears threatening to fall, so I squeezed my eyes shut as tight as I could. It didn’t help that my emotions were running wild. I felt Stone roll toward me. He pressed a kiss to my shoulder, which only made my belly clench further. I let out a sound. Stone heard it.

  “Baby, you aren’t crying, are you? I was just teasing you,” he lamented, his voice full of concern.

  I shook my head, but didn’t answer otherwise.

  “Look at me,” his gentle voice requested.

  I shook my head again.

  “Angel, please.”

  I turned my head to the side so he could only see half of my face.

  “Monroe, why are you crying?”

  “I want this day to be perfect for you. It’s important that you know just how special you are to me.”

  “Baby, I already know,” Stone stated. “You’ve been making sure of that for weeks now. I’m getting older, but I’m not losing my mind yet. You show me every single day what I mean to you. I didn’t mean to upset you, angel. It’s hard not to tease you when you’re so fucking adorable. I’m sorry.”

  “No, I’m sorry. It’s your birthday and if you want to stay in bed this morning and have sex, we can do that instead.”

  “I want to do whatever you had planned.”

  I lifted my head and stated, “You’re just saying that now. You can’t tell me you’re giving up sex for whatever I have planned. That could be a bad decision.”

  “First, I’m not giving up sex. Second, I’m pretty sure even if we delay having sex that if your goal was to show me how special I am to you, there’s going to be sex mixed in the day somewhere. Lastly, I said I was teasing you before. Not that I’d mind having a piece of you this morning, but I was mostly just giving you a hard time. You’re cute when you’re frustrated.”

  “That’s not nice.”

  “If I kiss you will that make it better?” he asked.

  “It won’t make it worse,” I confessed.

  With that, Stone kissed me.

  It totally made everything better.

  “Alright,” he started, smacking my ass. “What’s the plan?”

  “Well, to start, look at the wall over there,” I beamed as I pointed across the room.