Page 32 of Entangled With The Hellhound
“Okay, I get that there might be some bad blood between you and Wi…” I swallow the words at the sound of Stone’s growl.Okay, so I’m not cowering, but I’m not an idiot either.“Uhh… between the two of you, but I don’t know how to navigate things around here.”
“Lamb, navigatin’ shit around here is simple. Come to me for any and everythin’ you need. Period.” Before I can even register or reply to what he said, Stone flips me over, and I’m on my back looking up into his sleepy blue eyes.
He hovers over me as he looks into my face. I hope I don’t have crust in my eyes because I slept hard as hell. It’s embarrassing as hell trying to be cute, and you have slobber on your face.
Stone leans down and kisses my nose, then my cheek, then my lips in the softest kiss I’ve ever experienced. Before I can think about pulling back because… morning breath. Stone deepens the kiss making my toes curl and my pussy jump.
Although we didn’t have intercourse again after the first time, Stone definitely took the time to explore my entire body. We both took a short nap, but when I woke up, he kissed, licked, and sucked parts of me that have never been touched by anyone before.
Stone sucks on the sensitive skin of my neck as he rubs his hardening dick against my quivering lower lips. He feels so good that if he slipped inside without a condom just once more, I wouldn’t be mad about it. I wouldn’t even stop him.
But I know that I’m not ready for kids, so even though he pulled out last night, and I plan on going to the pharmacy today for an emergency contraceptive pill, it is still irresponsible to keep having unprotected sex.
“Damn, I want you so fucking bad right now.” Stone mumbles into the side of my neck. I sigh because I want him too. But… responsible.Yeah, I need to be responsible.
“Let’s go to the pharmacy, and we can take care of that,” I say on a sigh as my hips join his moving slowly.
We grind against each other to the point where I feel my orgasm building. My clit is swollen, and his hard dick is rubbing against it just right.
“Don’t stop.” I push my hips up and tense just at the right moment. Stone keeps a steady pace hitting my button over and over until a small tremble in my legs turns into shaking in my entire body.
“Stooooonnneeee!!!!” I scream out my release, and he moans, and I feel his sticky semen splash onto my skin.
Stone continues to rub the evidence of his release into me like he’s marking his territory with his cum. It’s animalistic and the type of nasty shit that I like.
“Let’s get cleaned up so we can go get some condoms. I want to be inside you even if I have to wear latex.” Stone grunts then he kisses me once more. He rolls off me and heads to the bathroom.
I sit up on my elbows so I can watch his tight ass as he disappears into the bathroom. I lie back and sigh like a schoolgirl with a crush. But it’s just so nice to feel this free and, dare I say, protected. I know Stone is high-handed in his delivery, but he means well. I hope he does anyway.
After we both showered, separately because I didn’t know if I could resist not having sex if we started kissing again, we got dressed and headed to the front of the clubhouse. The place was way bigger than I suspected when I first visited.
The Hellhounds clubhouse had to be a good ten-thousand square feet, and who knows how many acres of land it sits on. I can tell by how the place is decked out that they invested a lot of money in it. I can’t say that I’m surprised, though. No matter how rough these men might be around the edges, their motorcycles cost more than a small Texas house.
However, I know not to judge these guys because I’ve learned in my life not to judge a book by its cover. Raymond used to deal with all types of people, and most of them had high paying jobs and were supposed to be pillars of the community. That’s why it was so hard for me to clear my name. There were all types of dirty politicians involved with Raymond and his crew. Unfortunately, some of them are still free to continue to do what they were doing.
That’s why when I cleared my name, I stayed to myself and minded my business. I didn’t kick up a fuss or go running my mouth. These people are dangerous, and they will do anything and everything for money and power, including killing my black ass. So, I kept my head down and my mouth shut.
Which is what I should’ve done this time, instead of calling Detective Myers. But I had to know if Raymond was out already. But it wasn’t until after I called him that my place was broken into. I may not be a genius, but I can add. And things are not adding up. But at least I have Stone and the Hellhounds watching my back.
“You alright over there, Lamb?” Stone’s question brings me out of my thoughts and back to the present.
We are standing in line at the pharmacy getting condoms and my pills and a few other things I needed for my unexpected stay at Stone’s.
“I’m good. Just a lot on my mind.” I give him a small smile, and he studies me closely before pulling me to him and kissing the top of my head.
The line moves quickly, and we are on our way to Stone’s house in Prosper. His place isn’t far from the clubhouse, but I can tell by the land and the big houses that this is a prestigious neighborhood. I’ve lived in and around Dallas most of my life, and I can’t say that I’ve ever been to Prosper.
When we pull up to a gated community, I know that Stone’s magazine and the custom bike shop are way more successful than he lets on. We drive for what seems like a mile down a road before a huge house comes into view. Stone hits the garage door opener, and the door slides up. When we’re inside, I see this isn’t an ordinary space to park cars. Stone’s garage is huge!
Stone parks his truck, and we get out. I look around in astonishment at his eight-car garage. The place is huge. It looks like a showroom. Motorcycles with custom paint jobs are showcased on platforms. There have to be at least fifteen in total. Then there’s a muscle car of some sort, but I couldn’t begin to know what kind it is. But it looks expensive and sexy as hell.
“Wow! This is really some set-up you have here.” It’s so clean, and everything is in order. It does my little OCD heart good.
“Thanks. Took me a long time to get it the way I wanted it, but it was worth it. Come on, let’s get you settled. I need to make a few calls and get some shit together for the shop.” I nod and follow him inside.
We enter the house through the door in the garage that leads to the kitchen. When we walk in, Stone disarms the alarm. I try to act as if I’ve been somewhere in my life and I’m not some chick off the street, but this man’s house is immaculate.
The kitchen is made up of white and grey marble countertops with an island so large that it can seat ten people on one side. It has pendulum lights hanging from the ceiling that spotlights the beautiful texture of the countertop. The wood floors are a greyish tan that goes well with both the countertops and the white cabinets. And all of the appliances are high-end stainless steel.