Page 2 of Stone (Claimed and Protected #3)

D aniella

Stone’s face fell. He knew what I was thinking.

Maybe what I’d hoped for.

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, trying to cover what I’d almost blurted out.

“It’s a promise ring, Dani. It’s my promise to you that I’ll remain committed while in the Navy. There won’t be anyone else. No one. You’re my girl now and forever.”

I pressed both hands against my face, taking gasping breaths as a few more tears slipped down my face. “I love it. No one else. Just you and me forever,” I repeated, as high as a kite as he slipped the ring on my finger. He was mine. I was his.

Maybe one day we’d have the fairytale wedding.

The continued hurt in his eyes tore at me. Of course, he needed to live his dream. I’d never try to stop him.

I hugged his neck and every inch of my skin danced from the electricity we shared. When I pulled away, I thought about the decision I was about to make, but it was everything I wanted. Tonight would be our last night together.

Passion swelled as it had before, the mixture with the love encapsulating my heart and soul creating a sweet vacuum around us.

As soon as I tugged on his shirt, jerking the material from his jeans, he grabbed my hands. “What are you doing?”

“This is right. I want to give you something too.”

Stone seemed confused at first, his eyebrows furrowing as his eyes darted back and forth across mine. “Dani, that’s amazing, but are you sure?”

Pulling my hand free, I slipped it under his shirt, moaning as the heat seared my fingertips.

“I’m sure. You’re everything to me. I need you.

I want you. Please make love to me.” My nipples ached, pressing against the tight confines of my shirt.

Nothing had ever felt so right, so deliciously sinful.

His smile widened, sinful and full of promise. I was filled with intense shivers as he studied me in the flickering neon light. “You’re sure.”

“Yes.” Leaning back, I kept my eyes locked on his as I slowly removed my shirt.

“Holy mother of God.” He took another deep breath, this time holding it as he allowed his gaze to fall. When he cupped my breasts, holding them as he rubbed his thumbs back and forth across my nipples, I let an intense moan escape. He’d never seen me in just a bra, although we’d come close before.

Tonight was special. Tonight would carry me through the long nights without him.

I’d dreamt about this very moment for so long. I was eighteen, no longer a little girl, and completely ready to become a woman.

With another dart of his lust-filled eyes, he lowered his head, immediately taking my lace-covered nipple into his mouth.

As he sucked and swirled his tongue back and forth, I cradled his head in my hands. Very slowly I tilted my head, allowing the electric vibrations to sweep through me like a tidal wave. “Oh, Stone.”

His growl sent flutters into my stomach. “I love hearing the way you say my name, Dani. I can’t wait until you scream it when I slide my tongue into your sweet pussy.”

Hearing his dirty talk kept me tingling all over. I ripped at his shirt as he reached behind my back, quickly unfastening my bra. His chest rose and fell as he pulled the lace away. The look on his face was carnal, predatory, and I’d never been so aroused in my life.

With my breath hitching, I yanked on his shirt, laughing nervously as I pulled it up his chest. Even his laugh was entirely different as he pushed my hand away, yanking the material from his back collar.

My mouth watered from seeing his chest in the sparkling light. God, he was so attractive, every muscle chiseled, his six-pack abs utter perfection. He worked out and had been a star football player at Virginia Tech. The whole package, brains and brawn.

I could sense his extreme hunger rivaling mine.

He licked his lips in appreciation as he cupped my breasts again.

Every action was gentle while I wanted to scream at him to be rough with me.

I just didn’t care. I needed him inside filling me.

Once again, he lowered his head, licking and sucking one nipple then the other.

Lightheaded, I dared rub my hand across his groin. He was thick and throbbing, so large that I could barely fit my hand around the wide girth.

Lights flickered in my eyes as he shoved my skirt up. The moment he fingered my thigh, I opened my legs wider. The scent of my desire wafted between us.

“You like my cock?” he asked, his voice almost desperate with the same raging desire I felt.

“Yes.” What wasn’t there to like? He was huge.

“I can’t wait to fill your sweet pussy with every inch of it.”

I loved hearing him talk like that, every word he uttered making me crazed. I squeezed his shaft and he lifted his head, allowing me to hear his appreciation of what I was doing.

“Fuck, baby. You’re driving me nuts.” When he crawled his fingers between my legs, I issued an audible shudder.

His nostrils flared as he traced my pussy through the thin lace of my thong. I’d been daring when I’d dressed, knowing this was the last night we’d have together. He swore under his breath and slipped his fingers under the elastic, fingering my clit.

An instant moan turned into a series of scattered whimpers.

Stone worked my clit as I continued stroking him. There was such an intensity about how he was watching me, his upper lip curled and his chest continued to heave. As he flicked his finger back and forth across my sensitive nub, every muscle in my body coiled in delicious anticipation.

“Please. I need you.” My voice was barely recognizable.

He scooted back on the seat of his truck, jerking me forward before laying me down on the soft upholstery. When he lifted my legs, bending my knees, I was suddenly embarrassed. The heat rushing to my face was startling. I closed my eyes, moaning as he slowly guided my thong past my hips.

Everything he did was sensual including the way he brought the lace to his mouth and nose, inhaling while uttering another deep, demanding growl. With a smile on his face, he rubbed his hand between my legs as he’d done before, taking his time to swirl his thumb back and forth across my clit.

Goosebumps appeared floating across my arms and I had my toes pointing in my shoes as my nerves began to take a toll.

When he rolled his fingers down my pussy, I turned my head. Every muscle jerked and I bit back a cry. As soon as he slipped two fingers inside, my walls clenched around the thick invasion. The slight burn was something I’d expected and I squirmed as he pumped slowly. His eyes never left mine.

“Shit, you’re so tight, baby. Are you okay?”

“Fine. Don’t stop.” I lifted my pelvis in a wicked invitation. He rolled his thumb around my clit as he added a third finger. The more he touched me, the more the pleasure began to block out the hint of pain. I couldn’t stop shaking and dug my heels into the seat.

He crowded between my legs, hunkering over as he teased me. “I’m going to feast on that pretty pink pussy of yours. Spread your legs wide open for me.”

Shivers tore through me from the sound of his deep, husky voice. I’d never heard him so demanding. After taking a deep breath, I spread my legs, so nervous I folded my arms across my chest.

“No, baby. Drop your arms. I need to see you.” He gathered my legs into his arms and as he lowered his head, his hot breath created a wave of tickling electricity.

Still shaking, I lowered my arms, but kept my hands fisted.

“Jesus, baby. So fucking perfect.”

I cinched my eyes shut, willing the tension to fade. This was the man I loved, the person I trusted more than anyone in my life. With the first swipe of his tongue, I shook even harder. Controlling my breathing was impossible.

Stone brushed his hand up to my breast, fingering my nipple while he swirled his tongue around my clit. I was thrown by the rush of sensations, my skin burning from his heated breath.

“Yeah. Fucking perfect.” There was such an intense need in his tone, his words whispered.

He dragged his tongue all the way down my pussy and I arched my back in response. After flicking his finger back and forth across my nipple, he pinched the tender flesh between his fingers.

Another bolt of pain was followed by him burying his face into my wetness.

I jerked up from the seat, struggling to keep from screaming.

I’d never felt anything so incredible and I never wanted him to stop.

He lifted his gaze, the sly grin on his face keeping me on edge.

It was as if the man was worshipping me, his hunger was so great.

He crawled his hand to my other breast, toying with my nipple until both were extra sensitive. My toes remained curled, my stomach coiled as another wave of pleasure cut through me.

His actions were slow at first, sliding one then another finger inside.

The discomfort quickly gave way to something I couldn’t describe.

Perhaps pure ecstasy. I wiggled on the seat, taking short gasps of air in trying to fill my lungs.

With stars floating in front of my eyes and my heart fluttering, I was lost in the incredible haze.

If this was what sex was all about, I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to have his cock buried deep inside. I was ready to beg for it, pleading for him to release the pent-up sexual energy that had nearly driven me crazy.

When he added a third finger, flexing them open and pumping with an amazing rhythm, I writhed on the seat. Every moan was raspy, every breath scattered as my mind played tricks on me and my body betrayed me. The sensations rocked my world.

As he drove his tongue in alongside my fingers, I jerked up once again, panting like some crazed dog.

“Breathe, baby. Just breathe,” he whispered, the huskiness of his voice deepening even more.

God, I wanted to touch him. I needed to wrap my hand around his huge, thick shaft. I longed to have the full weight of his body crushed on mine as he filled me with his seed. Then we’d be as one. Just the two of us against the world.

The thought brought a smile to my face as he licked me furiously, taking the time to suck on my clit then driving his tongue inside.

My pussy muscles clamped down on his fingers until another wave of sheer bliss tore through me.

He lifted my hips off the seat and something changed.

Maybe he’d curled his fingers. As soon as he did, pure rapture exploded deep within.

My moans turned to whimpers. Electric vibrations danced through me. Stars floated in front of my eyes. My heart rate soared. When my pussy started to clench and release to a staccato rhythm, I couldn’t hold back a scream.

“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come on my tongue. God, you’re so beautiful when you climax.”

Nothing had prepared me for the intensity of how I felt, the full body shakes as an orgasm rushed through me.

Yes, I’d played with myself before, my hand under the covers at night while thinking about my fantasy man.

But this… This was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.

I writhed, shifting back and forth as he dug his fingers into my thighs.

His breathing was hotter than ever and he continued whispering how beautiful I was, how sweet my pussy tasted.

Being lost in the moment was the best thing I’d ever experienced.

I lolled my head to the side and sucked in one deep breath after another. Just trying to focus was next to impossible.

Stone eased my butt to the seat, kissing the inside of one thigh then the other. When he rose onto his knees, I blinked several times until I could enjoy the sight of the man.

“One last time, baby girl. Do you want this, because that means no turning back. After tonight, you’re all mine.”

The rush of emotions was joyful, my heart so full of love for the man. “I’m sure. Please,” I whispered. “Please make love to me.”