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Chapter

Two

Stone

“ O uch!” she yelps as I nip at her ass with my teeth. I’ve already given her cheeks a couple of slaps after she’d nearly kicked me in my junk while trying to wriggle out of my hold. “Jesus, put me down, will you,” she grumbles. I don’t think she actually minds the playful smacks or the biting, but hanging upside down over my shoulder for so long while I frog march us back up to the house is no doubt making her light-headed and maybe a little nauseous.

“If I thought you’d stay put and not scarper off back down the hill so you can beat the crap out of your sister…”

“Half-fucking-sister,” she interrupts with a snarl. “The bitch!”

“See, you’ve just proved my point. I’m not releasing you until I’ve got you safely inside and the front door lock is firmly in place.”

She must be able to tell by the movement of my shoulders and slight pitch to my voice that I’m finding this hilarious and doing my best to stifle the need to laugh. I’ve never seen her like this before. Back up and hissing like a cornered alley cat. I’m betting not many people have, as it’s quite out of character for her. Then again, our relationship is relatively new, and I’m sure I still have a lot to learn about her. Like the fact she has a half-sister called Tenley and a history with her that seems anything but loving.

“She just… Argh!” Oriana screams out like a petulant child, which is all it takes for me to lose control and let out a raging belly laugh. I’m laughing so hard that it has me coming to a sudden halt in front of the door to the house. With one hand braced against the wall for support, I double up with laughter. Oriana takes advantage of my semi-prone position and slides herself down my body until her feet hit the floor.

“It’s not that funny,” she reprimands me harshly. When she wriggles to get completely free of my hold, I’m not having any of it and tighten my hold around her waist and pull her close to my chest. Her eyes tilt up to mine, and when I see the storm of rage in her eyes, I shut the fuck up. She’s pissed. Really pissed. I have no idea what history she has with Tenley, yet by the storm that is raging within her, it must still haunt her.

“Baby, I’m sorry.” I reach out and entwine my fingers with hers before bringing her hand up to my mouth and placing a kiss against the soft skin on her wrist. “It’s just that you took me by surprise. I know you’re no shrinking violet, but wow, I never realized you were a hell cat. ”

“Only when it comes to her. Who does she think she is, anyway, turning up like that out of the blue?”

“Smoke had mentioned that there was a journalist on his ass a few weeks ago, still I’m sure he had no idea that they were connected to you. As far as we were aware, you didn’t have any family.”

Back when Oriana met with us about the position as a nanny to my niece, Sasha, she’d told us that both her parents had passed and she had no family.

“And I don’t.” she pulls her hand from mine. “Not any that I acknowledge anyway,” she responds as she goes to open the door. I place my hand back over hers and stop her from pushing it open.

“What’s behind this feud between you and your sister?” She casts me another dirty look. “Stepsister,” I correct myself, holding my hands up in submission. “It must be something serious though, baby, if it’s got you this riled up.”

“It’s just… stuff.” That’s all she offers.

“Come on baby,” I coo, “Talk to me.” I hook my arm around her waist and bring her in close again.

“No fucking way,” she curses. “The only thing I want to do right now is go beat the ever-loving shit out of her, and seeing as you’re not about to let me do that, I’m not going to compound my anger by wasting words on that bitch.”

“Aw baby,” I lean further into her, just forceful enough that she’s forced to take a step back until her back is against the door. “You all wound up, baby?” I let the arm that I have looped around her waist slide down until my hand is cupping her ass .

“Too right. I’m livid. How dare she just turn up like that and…” she sucks in a breath when I tip my head down to her and skim my lips across her jawline. “What are you doing, Stone?”

“Well, I was just thinking of what I can do for my woman that is guaranteed to erase all her built-up anger and tension.” I trail tiny kisses up the side of her face until I reach her ear. I nip the lobe between my teeth before adding. “And I have the perfect solution.” My hand has already slipped below the waistband of her yoga pants and is palming her bare ass cheek.

“Stone,” she glares at me, her hand coming flat against my chest as if to push me away, but there’s no force behind it. “This is not the time or the place. Besides, someone might look up from the clubhouse and see.

“If anyone does glance this way, all they will see is the back of me.” I move my hand around to the front and slide my index finger between her folds, finding her clit.

“Stone,” she says, all breathy as I tease her sensitive nub. The fingers on the hand she laid on my chest curl until her nails dig through the fabric of my t-shirt, making my skin sting just the way I like it. “This isn’t going to help.”

“I beg to differ.” I smirk against her lips, especially when her arm is already looping around my neck so she can pull my mouth to hers. She kisses me with a ferocity of all the anger that rages through her veins and I’ll take every bit of it and more gladly if it gives her peace. She lets out a throaty moan when I thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. Her body quivers as I punish her clit by rubbing the pad of my thumb over it while pumping my fingers in and out of her, making sure that I hit the spot that makes her eyes roll into the back of her head. When her head falls back against the door with a bang and her breathing becomes erratic, I know she’s nearly there. So, I pull out the big guns. No, not my cock. That’s my lethal weapon. It’s a move I’ve mastered over the years, and believe me, it takes practice to get it right. One that I now give exclusively to this hot as fuck woman that is rocking her hips against my hand, chasing the orgasm that is so close I can feel the buildup of it as it vibrates through her body. With three fingers now inside her, my thumb still circling her clit, I push my pinky finger into her tight, puckered hole.

“Now that’s what I call multi-tasking,” I smirk as she climaxes, her warm cum soaking my fingers, my name rushing from her mouth loud enough to send the birds flouncing from the trees and alerting our return. Not just to Cub, who Oriana had left on babysitting duty, but our beautiful child, Sasha, if it wasn’t for me crashing my mouth to hers and capturing every one of her sounds of euphoria.

“See,” I nip at her bottom lip. “Now tell me I was wrong?”

“You’re an arrogant asshole at times,” she pants out while trying to catch her breath.

“Doesn’t stop you from loving me though, does it?” Her eyelids are heavy with post wanderlust, but she still manages to cast me a look that tells me I shouldn’t push my luck.

“It’s a fucking good job that I do.” She twirls around, giving me a view of her tight ass. She takes a minute to pull her pants back into place and straighten up her top. Her hand falls to the door handle, but before she goes any further, she looks back at me over her shoulder. “But don’t think for one minute that the first chance I get, I’ll make sure you pay for blocking my chance at showing Tenley exactly what I think of her.” With that, she pushes through the door, and before I’ve even gotten a step forward to follow her, she firmly closes it in my face.

“Oh shit,” I curse out loud. Maybe if I give her a few more orgasms later tonight, once Sasha is tucked up in bed. Fuck her real good. Hopefully, then she’ll forget the drama that’s unfolded today. Maybe not, however I can’t say I won’t enjoy trying.