by Amelia Shea
“I can’t wait, I want you now,” she said in between kisses.
Fuck! He could not take her in the parking lot, he knew that. But she was making it damn hard to say no. He shifted back into park.
“C’mon, back in your seat, I want you in my bed not in my truck,” he said, gently nudging her shoulders.
She clenched her hands around his neck and pulled his chest against her. “I don’t want to wait, I can’t.” She rubbed against his now hard erection. Shit! He didn’t want to stop, she felt so good and he wanted her, but not here. He gripped her around the waist and lifted her back to her seat.
“Sadie, I’m not fucking you in the truck,” he said, amused.
She was silent and she stared at her hands which she was twisting. He noticed she did that when she was nervous. He didn’t understand why she would be nervous now.
“Sorry,” she said, not making eye contact.
“For what?” He had no idea what she was apologizing for.
“Being all over you and coming on so strong like that.” She paused. “I’m acting, I don’t know…slutty.”
Stone was taken aback. What?
“Babe, I love you all over me, trust me. I just want you in my bed, where I can take my time and fuck you without an audience.” He snorted. “And there’s no fucking way I think you’re a slut.”
She looked over at him with unsure eyes and whispered, “You did when we first met.” She shrugged. “I mean the comment about better tips and doing extras, that’s what ya thought, right?”
Stone’s face lost all amusement. He leaned back in his seat and stared at her. He had called her a slut. He had been cruel and mean. And although he didn’t mean it, he said it and she believed him. He hated himself right now.
He leaned over and took her hand. He looked down at their intertwined fingers. Hers were so tiny and soft. He looked up at her face. She was staring at him. She didn’t seem mad even though she had every right to hate him. She looked somber.
“I never thought you were a slut, Sadie. I know what I said, and I know how I treated you, but I didn’t mean it. I know that doesn’t make it right, but I never meant it. I did it so you’d keep quiet and so you’d stay away. I was a fucking bastard to you, Sadie, but I never thought, not once that you were anything but a beautiful, sweet, good person.”
Her eyes changed and her mouth quirked up. “It’s okay…”
Stone released her hand and cupped her jaw before she could finish whatever nonsense she was about to say.
“No. It’s not okay, and I’m sorry, baby. I am sorry.”
She held his eyes and nodded. He kissed her softly and pulled back.
She smiled. “Can I ask you something?”
“Yeah?”
“So you’re not opposed to ever fucking me in your truck, just not tonight?”
Stone burst out laughing. This girl was too good for him but he wasn’t letting her go. Not a chance in hell!
****
The apartments where Stone was staying were located on the south end of Cedar Bluff. If Cedar Bluff had a rich section, Cedar Crest Estates would be it. Sadie always wondered what the inside looked like. She’d passed by the gates a few times but had never been inside. She never had a reason to, until now. There was a pool and tennis courts for residents. They also rented month to month, which appealed to business class. They were built about ten years ago but still looked brand new from the outside.
They walked through the parking lot and the gardens holding hands. The complex was beautiful. Even at night she could tell the grounds were immaculate. Sadie followed Stone up to a set of stairs in the center of the complex. She spotted the pool from the corner edge. They walked up to the second floor and he stopped at the first door from the staircase. He released her hand and reached into his pocket for his key.
“Ethan and Roxanne are across the hall.” He pointed to the door across from the one he was unlocking. “Bogs is downstairs across from the pool. Lucky bastard.” He laughed. He didn’t mention where T’s apartment was, but she assumed it was this complex, too.
Sadie smiled as he opened the door and gestured her in. The large living room had warm brown undertones. There were two light green couches that faced each other with two brown recliners at the end. A huge flat screen mounted the wall along with paintings scattered throughout the room. A small table sat behind a half wall that separated the living room and kitchen.
Sadie walked further in and checked out the kitchen. It wasn’t huge but it had a center isle and all stainless-steel appliances. It was fully furnished but had no knickknacks or personal items that she could see. There was no need when he would leave soon. And he would leave. Sadie blocked his leaving from her mind. He was here now and she was going to make the most of it. She’d deal with the heartbreak when he left.
Sadie walked over to the sliding glass doors that led to the balcony and looked out into the night. His place had a garden view with rolling fields that went on forever in the background. “Stone, this view is gorgeous.”
“Yeah it is.” He kissed her neck, wrapped his arms around her waist, and embraced her.
Sadie giggled at his reference that she was the gorgeous view. God, he was perfect.
Her head fell back to his chest as he continued to kiss and lick her neck up to her ear. His teeth grazed her lobe as one of his hands lifted her shirt and caressed her stomach. She quivered at the feel of his touch. She closed her eyes and his hand tightened on her waist and the other hand slid his way up to her ribs. His touch was light as he glided his hand back and forth. She reached behind, grasped his thighs with her hands, and squeezed.
Her breaths were heavy and her nipples hardened as both hands drifted up to her breasts. He flipped up the cups of her bra. She turned her head to his and searched for his lips as his hand palmed her breasts. Their mouths collided and tongues circled—it was so hot. His fingers stroked her nipples. Her body heated as her panties moistened.
“Missed you, baby,” his raspy voice whispered. She wanted to say it back but she couldn’t. She couldn’t speak.
Sadie moaned into his mouth and ground her ass to his erection. His teeth grazed her tongue, and she thought she might come just from foreplay. He pinched her nipples and she moaned again. His touch made her forget what she was doing or who she was. She couldn’t even think, she could only feel.
He moved his hand back down her stomach and slowly down her shorts. Oh my God! His finger dipped into her folds. She was soaking wet when he slipped in and out slowly. His lips were on her neck and she ground her ass into his cock again. He moaned and rubbed her clit.
She breathed out. “Just like that, baby. Please…”
He drove his finger back into her pussy. He was fingering her so hard she felt her body quiver. She was going to come soon. Oh my God.
“You begging for it?” he teased.
Sadie ignored the question. “Ahhhh, Stone. I’m going to come, oh God.” His head lifted from her neck as his fingers pumped into her.
“Beg me for it!” His voice was harsh and demanding. He thumbed her clit while his fingers thrust in and out in a rhythm that had her screaming.
“Please, Stone, please!” Sadie screamed with heavy breaths and gripped his legs so hard she might have bruised them.
“Come for me, Sadie,” he whispered. He circled her clit and plunged back into her. His fingers pinched her nipple so hard it was on the verge of pain. That was what put her over the edge—she came.
Her body shuddered from her orgasm. His strokes were lighter as her body slowed its convulsing. He circled both hands around her waist, held her up, and walked her to the couch. She melted into the couch still reeling from her orgasm. He sat next to her and brought his hands to her cheeks. He leaned in and kissed her. “I love it when you beg, it makes me so fucking hard.”
Sadie felt his words in her core. She loved his domineering side. She got incredibly turned on when he demanded she beg him for it. Giving up control to h
im was so hot, she wanted more.
Sadie leaned in further and whispered, “Do I get to taste you?” She licked his lips. “Please.”
Their lips became frantic, locked in the most intense kiss. He yanked her into him. She reached down to his erection. He was so hard. She could feel his length strained against his jeans. She rubbed him as he pushed himself into her hand. She had to taste him. She dreamed of taking him in her mouth, making him shout her name. She pulled away from him, grabbed the hem of his shirt, and pulled it off. The sight of his chest would never get old. She let her fingers slide along the muscles and cut lines of his abs. Everything about him turned her on, she had to have him. Sadie jumped up from the couch and clasped her hand in his, gently tugging him to follow her.
When he stood, she said, “Show me your room.”
Suddenly, she was hanging upside down over his shoulder. The hot intensity of the mood shifted. Sadie started laughing. He had gone caveman on her. She smacked his butt lightly.
“I said show me, I didn’t mean you had to carry me.”
“Shhhh…” He smacked her ass. She let out a moan. He abruptly stopped walking. Sadie bit her lip and blushed, although he couldn’t see.
“You like that, huh?” He smacked her again. She covered her mouth with her hand and tried to suppress another moan. But he heard it.
“I am going to smack this ass while I fuck you from behind. You want that?” He smacked one last time a bit harder. She moaned louder this time. She couldn’t hold back. She didn’t even try.
They were through the living room and walking down a long hall off the kitchen. They passed a doorway that looked like the bathroom and another door that was closed. At the end of the small hall, Stone stepped into a room. He flicked the wall switch and the nightstand lamp lit up the room. It was a dim light, soft. Sadie saw the bed when he turned to close the door. It was huge, king sized with a brown comforter and pillows at the headboard. This was a masculine room, no throw pillows.
He tossed her on the bed and her laughter continued. Stone unzipped his pants and she quickly pulled off her shirt and toed off her shoes. She undid her bra and slowly let it drop. His eyes never left her body. His pants dropped to the floor and he stalked over like a predator hunting his prey. He tore off her already unbuttoned pants and panties and tossed them across the room. They were both completely naked when they crashed into one another, mouths fused together.
She lightly nudged him onto his back while locked in their kiss. She lay over him with her legs straddling his hips. She rubbed her breasts against his chest and her pussy against his cock. His hands gripped her hair and pulled back. He licked her neck and continued to move against her.
“You feel so good.” He moaned.
She slithered down his body pressing her lips to his chest and stomach as she made her way down. She looked up to see his hooded stare and she gave him a coy smile. He released her hair as she descended so her face was level with his erection. His eyes blazed as she licked the crown of his cock.
He hissed. “Fuck, Sadie, suck me!”
“You begging for it, Stone?” she mocked, using his words. His eyes darkened.
“That smart mouth is gonna get you a red ass,” he growled.
“Maybe I want a red ass.” She winked as she took him in her mouth. Sadie slid him down her throat and back up. She licked the head and covered his cock with her mouth and did it again. Her tongue flattened at the end of the base and slid up slowly.
“Ah you’re killing me with that mouth.” He groaned. His hands grasped her head tight.
She brushed the head of his cock with her wet lips and slowly took him in her mouth. He moved his hips driving deeper into her mouth. She reached down to his balls and lightly massaged them.
“Ahhh…!” His hands tightened in her hair. The light pinch to her scalp had her taking him deeper into her mouth with a thunderous moan. She loved the taste of him and what she was doing to him. He was Sadie’s. Hers!
Abruptly, he grabbed her arms and pulled her up his body. He moved her to his side and got on his knees as he flipped her over on her belly. Her head spun from the quick move. She might have been in an erotic euphoric state or still tipsy. He pulled her hips up until she was on all fours.
Sadie heard the crinkle of the wrapper before his body pressed against her back. His voice was low and raspy. “Put your hands on the headboard and don’t move them.”
She did what he said and felt his cock at her pussy, rubbing against her clit. He eased inside her and grabbed her hips. They both groaned as he stretched her out. Slowly he moved in and out. She gripped the bed harder. Her hands squeezed the wood. It felt so good. She bowed her head and he pushed in harder. He slid in and out faster. She groaned and moved her hips to match his.
“Oh, this feels so good.” His hands squeezed her ass as he pounded inside her.
His body covered her and he hammered into her harder. They were both breathing heavy. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead. His mouth closed over her ear lobe and sucked. His hand dove to her pussy and started rubbing her clit. Sadie wanted to touch him but she didn’t. Her knuckles were turning white from her tight hold on the bed. She was so close to coming. She pushed back harder as he pinched her clit. She gasped and her body quivered.
“Fuck me, baby, please, harder, do it harder.” She panted and slammed her ass back into him.
“Fuck, Sadie, I’m going to come. Ah fuck!” He pumped harder into her and put her over the edge. She screamed out his name the same time he groaned out hers as they came together. His thrusts slowed down, but he was still moving inside her and she trembled from her orgasm. Sadie collapsed on the bed, face first in the pillows. He softly fell onto her, kissing her head for a brief second before he got up and left the bed. She assumed he was cleaning up but she couldn’t even lift her head to look. She was exhausted. She could fall asleep right here and now.
The bed moved and Stone pulled the covers over her. He lifted her up and maneuvered her next to him. He was on his back and she was tucked into his side. Her head rested on his chest and her arm draped over his stomach. Her fingers lingered on him, circling the lines of his abs. His heartbeat was slowing and his breaths became deep. He was relaxing into sleep.
Sadie cuddled in deeper to him. “Tired, huh?”
“Yeah.” He yawned while lightly rubbing her back.
“A lot of work back in Houston?”
“Yeah.” He offered nothing more.
“Ethan said you and T run a security company. That must be interesting.” She hoped he opened up a bit. She wanted to know more about him.
“Listen, babe, I’m beat. I don’t want to talk about work shit.” He gruffly shut the conversation down.
“Okay.” Sadie pulled away slightly. She couldn’t help but feel a little hurt and disappointed. She wanted to know more about him.
“Hey, get back here.” He pulled her back into the curve of his body. She moved into him without a struggle. He exhaled an exasperated breath. “Look, even if I wasn’t tired as hell, I can’t talk about my work. Part of being in private investigations is that it’s private. You get me?”
She nodded. “I get it. Sorry.”
“Sadie? Look at me,” he whispered back.
Sadie turned toward him. The room was dark but being this close she could see his eyes. “Nothing for you to be sorry about, I just can’t discuss it.” His face came closer. “But I like you caring enough to ask, I like it a whole lot.” He kissed her sweetly and embraced her deeper into his body.
That was all she remembered before she passed out.
****
Sadie was aware of a knocking sound. She opened her eyes and looked up at Stone. He was asleep. The room was dark, it was still night time. She heard the knocking again and looked to the door. She raised her head up and blinked a few times. The knob turned and the door slightly opened. She saw a head in the doorway. It was T.
“Get him up, Sadie,” he snapped.
Sadie sat up and pulled the sheet to her chest as she shook Stone. He stirred but didn’t wake. She leaned down and shook him again, harder this time.
“Stone, wake up.”
He shifted again, this time coming out of his sleep. He opened his eyes. “What’s wrong, babe?” he said groggily.
“Stone, man, get up!” T barked from the door.
Stone whipped his head toward the door. He looked surprised to see T there. They stared at one another before T spoke again.
“Cavanaugh.” He walked out the door, saying nothing else.
Stone immediately got out of bed and walked to his closet. He ran his hand through his hair. He seemed stressed and agitated. Sadie didn’t know what T meant by “Cavanaugh” but Stone must have known. She was sitting up in bed with the sheet over her chest in the dark. The only light was dim from the closet. He came out fully clothed. He didn’t even glance her way before he walked out the door.
He was leaving? Sadie didn’t know because he never even acknowledged her before he walked out. Sadie searched the room looking for some kind of answer or validation that he was coming back. This was ridiculous, what was she supposed to do now? Did she go back to bed? Did she get dressed and leave?
Sadie sat in silence in the dark for a few minutes.
Feeling extremely awkward, she quickly got out of bed and gathered her clothes. She couldn’t find her panties and got dressed without them. She saw her overnight bag in the corner of the room. He must have brought it in last night before they went to bed. She put her shoes on and grabbed her bag, then walked out and down the hall.
She smelled the coffee and she was about to walk out from the hall when she heard voices coming from the kitchen. She stopped and listened when she heard her name.
****
“What are you going to tell Sadie?’
“Shut the fuck up, T. Let me worry about Sadie, stay out of my shit.” Stone’s tone was sharp. This Cavanaugh job had him on edge. They had to find this guy and end it. The thought of discussing the job with Sadie in his bed angered him. He didn’t want this part of his life to touch her.
