Walk of Shame Series (Books 1-6)

by Victoria Ashley

  He stops to kiss the side of my head again. “I don’t know what will happen with you and Stone, but I can tell you that he loves the shit out of you and he’s hurting just as much as you are. I may give him shit, but he’s a good fucking man and I know he’ll treat you like you deserve. I trust him.”

  I find myself smiling at the fact, that he just admitted what he did. Hemy doesn’t trust many people. “You do?”

  “Fuck yes, I do. He’s one of the few, Sage. That says a lot.”

  “I love him,” I whisper. “A lot.”

  “I know you do,” he whispers back. “It’s obvious as shit and it’s killing you to be away from him. Now, you just need to let him know it.”

  I close my eyes and my chest instantly aches at the idea that I could possibly be too late. “It’s been over two weeks, Hemy. What if he’s given up and moved on already? He’s a guy and I know how those fuckers work.”

  Hemy gives me a small squeeze. “He hasn’t. Trust me.”

  “How do you know?”

  “I talked to Sara a few days ago . . .”

  My heart begins to beat like crazy in my chest as I wait for him to continue.

  “She said that Stone got completely fucking trashed a few days ago.”

  “And . . .” I push, my heart now beating even faster, afraid of what might come next.

  “Some girl kissed him and he pushed her away. Most guys that have moved on, would not push some hot chick away. He’d be taking her ass home and fucking her. We both know it. That should tell you all you need to know.”

  The thought of another girl’s lips on his kills me. It stings like hell, but the fact that he pushed her away, makes my heart happy.

  God, I love that man.

  He really is something else. He’s different.

  “That fucker is something else,” Hemy says, surprising me. “You should go back home and put you both out of misery. I can’t stand to see you both moping around, hurting and shit.”

  I smile at him when he stands up and yawns. “Thank you for everything. Talking to you somehow always makes me feel better.”

  He smiles back at me and tiredly rubs his face. “That’s what big brothers are for. Right?” He winks and then pulls me in for a tight hug, holding me there for a few minutes. “Love you, Sage.”

  “I love you too, my big crazy as hell brother.” I laugh into his chest.

  “Damn straight.” He releases me walks out of the kitchen, toward the stairs. “Goodnight. Get some damn sleep now.”

  “Goodnight,” I yell back.

  I spend the next hour, replaying our whole conversation in my head and trying to decide what I’m going to do now.

  Whatever it is that I decide needs to happen fast. I’ve put things off for far too long now and it’s hurting the both of us.

  My next move could either hurt us more or bring us together.

  That scares the hell out of me . . .

  Stone

  YESTERDAY MADE THREE WEEKS SINCE Sage took off and I spent the whole damn night, waiting for her to come home or at least call me and tell me that she wasn’t.

  I barely slept for shit, because I kept checking my phone every damn hour to see if I missed anything from her.

  Not a damn thing and I came close to just throwing my phone and breaking it so that I would stop checking it.

  I’ve decided that I’m giving her until tonight and then I’m going after her. I don’t care if she gets pissed. She asked for a few weeks and I gave it to her.

  She needs to know exactly how I feel about her.

  “Stone! Wait up, Fucker.”

  I look over to see Kage coming at me. “You have one more private show booked for tonight. Cale told me to have you stay and work it.”

  “Are you fucking serious? Shit!”

  Staying here even longer than I have to is not what the fuck I want to be doing right now.

  I was thirty minutes away from getting my ass out of here to go after Sage, and now having to put on a private show will add at least close to an hour to that shit.

  “Sorry, Man. Your private door is fucked up right now too so Cale has someone coming in tomorrow afternoon to fix it. Go through the client’s door in about ten minutes so you can beat them there.”

  “Alright, shit. I’m going to take a quick shower then and get this fucking sticky shit off of me. One of the girls spilt their drink down my leg when I picked them up in their damn chair earlier. I haven’t had a free minute since.”

  “I hear ya, Man. Go get that shit cleaned off and hurry. I’ll try to hold your client off.”

  Frustrated as hell, I hurry into the locker room and take a quick shower, before heading into my private room.

  It’s completely dark and if I’m not mistaken, I see a body move from on the stage in front of what looks to be a pole.

  When the fuck did my private room get a pole?

  It’s too dark to see, but I even smell some sweet perfume. I’m definitely not alone in here and fuck me, they smell like Sage. I’d recognize that sweet smell from anywhere.

  Out of nowhere, Close by Nick Jonas begins playing over the speakers and the stage lights up enough for me to see Sage, standing there looking completely sexy as fuck.

  Standing with her back against the pole, she brings one arm back to wrap around it, and slowly lowers her body down the pole, while rubbing her other hand down the center of her body, over the black lace. Once she gets close to the ground, she spreads her knees apart and lowers her hand some more, biting her bottom lip as she touches herself through the fabric.

  My cock instantly hardens as she watches me with a seductive look in her eyes as if she wants nothing more than to make love to me right here.

  Fuck, I want that more than anything right now and it’s going to take everything in me not to take her right here, right now.

  She sways her hips to the rhythm of the music, releasing the pole, and wrapping her hands in her hair, tugging as she makes her way back up the pole in a stance.

  I can’t take my fucking eyes off of her. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her dance. But watching her now, brings me back to the beginning when I first saw her on the stage at Vixens and wanted nothing more than to just taste her body.

  I want to taste it now.

  Slowly turning around, she wraps one leg around the pole and arches her back, swinging her long hair around, before gripping the pole and spinning around it, seductively. Her moves are so smooth and in control that you would never think that she stopped dancing over a year ago.

  She spins around a few times, moving seductively to the music, before releasing the pole, walking to the edge of the small stage, and reaching for the ribbon that’s holding her black corset together.

  Keeping her eyes on me, she lowers herself to the surface of the stage, down to her ass, and spreads her legs wide apart, revealing the sheer, black lace that’s in between.

  Biting her bottom lip, she slightly tugs the ribbon, opening her top a little more, and rolling her hips up and down with her back pressed the against the stage.

  Out of instinct, I reach out and run my hands up her legs, pulling her to me. Breathing heavily, I lean in to her ear. “Fuck, I missed you.” I brush her hair behind her ear and gently kiss up her neck. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Sage. I’m glad you’re here.”

  She grips my hair with both hands and places her forehead against mine. “I’m not going to lie. I missed you too, Stone. Not a minute went by that I didn’t want to come back home and be with you.”

  Her words cause relief to wash through me. I’ve waited for what feels like forever to hear those words and I was beginning to think that I lost her completely. “I’m still waiting,” I whisper. “I haven’t gone anywhere.”

  With desperation, she presses her lips against mine and wraps her arms so tightly around my neck that it almost hurts.

  It’s almost as if she was afraid of losing me too.

  I love the feeling. This feeling ri
ght here is so worth the last three weeks of suffering that I went through without her.

  Fuck, I love her so much.

  Standing up, I pick her up with me, walking over to press her back up against the wall.

  Holding her up with my hips, I tangle my hands in her hair and kiss her deep and hard, causing her to moan into my mouth.

  “Fuck, Sage. I’m trying so hard not to be rough with you right now, but I’m fucking dying to be inside you right now.”

  “I never asked you to be gentle,” she whispers against my lips. “Fuck me like you love me.”

  With force, I press my hips into her and growl against her mouth. “I do . . . fucking love you.”

  Her grip on me tightens and her eyes widen as she looks up at me. “Do you mean that? I mean . . . are you sure? I just left for three–.”

  “Hell yes, I mean it, Sage. You could leave me for a year and it wouldn’t change the fact that you’re the only woman I’ve ever loved.”

  “Are you sure you want to love me?” She asks with fear in her eyes.

  I hate that look.

  “More than anything in this fucking world,” I say firmly.

  With urgency, I rip her panties off, before sliding my jeans down my hips and pushing into her hard and deep.

  She moans out and digs her nails into my back, hard. So hard that there’s no doubt that I’m bleeding right now.

  “Oh shit, Stone . . .” she breathes into my ear. “I’ve missed you inside of me. I’ve missed us. You have no idea.”

  “Oh, I do. Trust me.” I slowly pull out of her, before slamming back into her and stilling. “I missed us too, Baby. Everything about us. Don’t ever fucking leave me again. Please.”

  “I won’t,” she breathes. “Because I love you too.”

  “Oh fuck . . .” My grip on her tightens and my body becomes desperate to take her as deeply as I can. I can’t get enough of the beautiful woman right now. “Best news I’ve heard in my entire life. That’s the truth.”

  I kiss her deep and hard, while continuing to thrust inside of her for what feels like hours. We’re completely covered in sweat now, but there’s no way I’m stopping.

  Pulling away from her lips, I wrap my hand around her throat and push myself deeper inside of her, causing her to shake in my arms. “Fuck, I only want this with you.” I pull her bottom lip into my mouth and bite into as I start thrusting hard and fast again, pushing her up the wall with each movement.

  I reach down and grab her hands, binding them in one hand, and raising them above her head. Both of us are breathing heavy, me holding her hands above her head while holding her up with my opposite arm supporting her waist.

  “Me too, Stone. Oh fuck!” She pulls back on my hair as I push into her one last time, feeling my orgasm build before I release myself deep inside her.

  Not even seconds later, she’s shaking in my arms, her own orgasm causing her to scream my out my name and yank on my hair.

  I hold her in my arms for as long as I can, before setting her down on the leather couch and dropping to my knees in front of her.

  “You ready to go home now?” I kiss the side of her head, before kissing her lips. “Please fucking say yes.”

  I sound desperate, but I don’t give a shit right now. I am desperate.

  She wraps her arms around me and buries her face into my sweaty neck. “There’s nowhere else I want to be. I’m miserable without your cocky ass and your dick pics.”

  We both smile, before bursting into laughter.

  This woman truly is perfect for me and I’m taking her home where she belongs.

  WE SPEND THE REST OF the night outside on the back balcony, her in my arms as we just talk about life and joke around.

  When you have the W.O.S. crew in your life, there’s plenty of shit to talk about and laugh over.

  I’ve never smiled so much in my life than I do when I’m with Sage. She’s everything I could ask for in my life and more.

  I have a feeling that we’ll be spending a lot of long nights out here, looking at the stars and getting to know everything about each other.

  Now that I have her heart, you’re damn straight that I’ll be doing everything in my power to keep it and show her how much I truly love her.

  I smile when I look down to see her falling asleep in my arms. She’s practically holding onto to me for dear life as if she never wants to let go.

  Well, I never want her to and she’ll never have to . . .

  Sage

  FIVE weeks later . . .

  STYX HAS BEEN RUNNING AROUND the back yard, fighting anyone who even dares to go close to the precious grill.

  It’s Stone’s fucking grill and even he’s not allowed to touch it, without getting Styx’s wrath.

  “Damn, that man’s fucking crazy when he’s cooking. The asshole threw a hot ass hot dog at my lip.” He touches his lip as if it hurts. “Remind me not to invite his ass next time.

  I can’t help but to laugh as Stone takes a seat beside me and looks over at Styx manning the grill and guarding it with his life.

  “Next time we’ll have to tie him up so he won’t be able to go near it. How about?” I tease, while gently kissing his bottom lip.

  “Hell. No.” He pulls me into his lap and kisses me, harder. “He’d like it way too much being tied up. Trust me. Not happening.”

  Styx must be listening to our conversation, because when I look up at him, he winks and takes a bite of a kabob. He somehow makes it look extremely sexy. Must be a Walk Of Shame thing.

  “I think you’re right.” I laugh.

  “Fuck yeah, he is, Babe.” Styx opens the grill and begins flipping the food. “But I’ll still let you if you want. His ass might like to watch.”

  “Fuck off, Asshole, before I stab your dick with that temperature fork. We’ll see what the hell you can do with your dick after that.”

  “What the fuck?” Styx growls. “That shit isn’t even cool.” He covers his dick and goes back to catering to the food.

  The boys continue to banter back and forth, Kash somehow finding a way to jump in and rile them up even more.

  I swear I don’t know what to do with them some days.

  Hemy and Onyx arrive, grabbing my attention and not even ten minutes later, Cale, Riley and baby Haven show up.

  Slade, Aspen and Kash have been here since even before the food started cooking and Sara should be arriving here soon too.

  Slade and Aspen somehow managed to slip away to who knows where over twenty minutes ago, but no one has bothered to look. As long as they clean up their mess when they’re done, then they’re welcome to go as crazy as they want.

  It’s the Fourth of July so Cale and Aspen made plans to shut down their businesses for the day so that we could all be here together.

  It makes my heart so happy to have us all here in one place. It never gets to happen anymore and I miss it more than I even knew.

  These people are my family and the more time I spend with them, the more I love them and grow to trust them.

  Especially Stone. I never thought I’d ever be able to trust a man as much as I do my brother, but Stone just continues to prove me wrong with each and every day.

  The truth is, he’s been showing me for over a year now. I was just too blind to see it, afraid of getting myself hurt.

  We’ve officially been a couple for over a month now and there’s no doubt in my mind that I made the right decision by letting him in.

  There’s no way I’ll be running off to be away from him again.

  I just have to make sure that I continue to show him that.

  I’m quickly learning that I love him more than I could’ve ever imagined . . .

  “Are you fucking crazy? My shit never gets old. Let’s go right now and have the girls judge.”

  When I look away from talking with the girls, Stone is standing on top of the picnic table, looking as if he’s ready to strip down to his boxer briefs.

  “Get your ass down,”
Slade complains, when he finally reappears with Aspen under his arm. “No one wants to see you shake your dick.”

  “Thank fucking goodness.” Kash throws his empty soda can Stone’s way. “We’re not at the club. I want to take the night and enjoy the sight of anything but Stone and Styx’s dicks swinging.”

  Stone smirks and jumps down from the table. “Alright . . . It’s not like we need to dance to prove who’s better anyway. I’ll save you dicks some embarrassment.”

  Hemy looks away from baby Haven laying in his huge arms. She’s looks like a baby doll compared to Hemy. “Come on, Fucktards. There’s a baby here.”

  Onyx slaps Hemy’s leg and then leans in to bite his neck. “Yeah, so watch your mouth, Sexy.”

  “Hey, Bitches!”

  Everyone looks over at the sound of Sara’s voice. She pokes her head through the fence and laughs, before walking in and guiding some chick with her.

  “Hey, Babe,” I smile when Sara entwines her fingers with the girl and pulls her close to her side. “Who’s your friend?”

  Sara seems to have everyone’s attention now.

  “Stop staring and shit, jeez.” Sara grabs the girl by the back of the head and presses her lips against hers. Then she turns around to face us. “My date. Now you’ve seen us kiss.” She points to the guys. “So don’t even bother asking us to do it again and stare like idiots.”

  The guys seem pretty impressed with Sara’s taste and I definitely don’t blame them. This chick is hot.

  I guess there’s a lot about Sara that I don’t know yet.

  “Congrats on the book, Babe.” Sara kisses my cheek and then introduces me to Kendal.

  Kendal seems really nice and interested in what my books are about. I already like this chick.

  Time seems to fly by after we eat and by the time eight o’clock rolls around, everyone is playing Cornhole and waiting for it to get dark enough to shoot off fireworks.