Page 131 of Stone: The Precursor

“Now, Countess.”

I let go of his chest and guide my nipple to his mouth, looking into his eyes. He sucks intensely, and I cry out. Pain, as always, is a part of sex with him. He switches it up, then softens his suction. His thumb presses on my clit, and with one last rotation of my hips, I explode, screaming into his mouth.

Stone lifts me off his dick and holds it as his cum spurts all over my belly and mound.

“Help me paint, Countess.”

Understanding what he means, I reach down and gather up his cum, smearing it on my clit, my belly, then up to my breasts and nipples, and lastly my neck. I grab hold of his dick and gather more, painting my lips, before sucking my fingers, tasting us.

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Chapter 63

Opening the lock on her door with the key I had made, I walk into Camryn’s apartment.

I can hear the shower going. I could leave and leave her be, but I can’t stay away from her. My obsession. The complete addiction I have won’t allow me to walk out the door, down the stairs, and back into the tattoo shop. It won’t let me get on the back of my bike and drive the almost two hours to my cabin.

I close the door and lock it. Listening to the water flow, imagining it flowing over her body, the suds moving down those curves that I know by heart. That honeysuckle smell that reminds me of the night she put flowers on Ivory and Angel’s graves. What she did for my mother. All of it.

Her brother was just downstairs in the shop. I just finished inking him. I listened as he talked about his family. His brother. His sister. His daughter. His wife. How happy he is that Camryn has her life together, finally. How she’s making decisions for herself.

I didn’t say a word because I had nothing to say. I was his friend, and my mouth was just on his sister’s pussy this morningwhen I fucked her on the staircase, bent over, her face against the steps.

Jace Park had no clue that I ripped the crotch of his sister’s fishnets and panties before devouring her pussy from behind, slapping at her swollen folds between sucking her clit. And when she was boneless and spent, I brutally fucked her, slamming my dick inside her in a bid to get even deeper inside. I didn’t give a fuck that she was his sister, nor did I care that her body was bent in an unnatural position while she shouted my name. I didn’t care that Onyx probably heard me. I didn’t care that anyone could walk through the back door and see me bent over a woman 18 years my junior.

I didn’t care that I nutted on her ass when I came. I didn’t care that I smeared my cum up her back and licked it off while I reached around and fingered her clit, pushing two fingers in her warm walls, forcing another orgasm out of her. I didn’t care that I still wasn’t done and ate her asshole, spitting the cum from my mouth into the tightly puckered hole while her pussy still pulsed around my fingers. I didn’t care that I canceled two of my appointments so I could take her back upstairs and fuck her in my bed, refusing to let her leave.

So, when I cleaned up and put away my tools, I waited patiently while he went to visit his sister upstairs. I listened, counting every step he took to get to her door. 26 steps. Then I listened at the door until I heard those 26 steps again. I held myself still, squeezing my fingers into a fist whileI watched his car drive out of the parking lot from the window. I watched the headlights move down the street, knowing full well I was going to demolish his sister the moment those lights disappeared.

I don’t make a sound when I open the bathroom door, but somehow she hears me and pulls the shower curtain back, showing her face.

“How did you get in here? You pick the lock again?”

“No. You left the door open.”I lie easily.

“I did?” She frowns, thinking.

I distract her by pulling the shower curtain open all the way. Water runs down her lithe body. She stares at me, and that sassy smirk on her face makes me hard as stone.

I step back, wanting to see her fully, desperate to watch. I take out a cigarette, lighting it, not taking my eyes off her wet, slick body. I absorb the sight of her body. It shows bruises from my fingers, red marks from my teeth, and beard burns from my stubble. Gratification spreads through me at the signs of my possession. She’s my secret prize, and I’m hoarding every opportunity I get to play.

“Can you not smoke in my apartment?”

I ignore her request and lean against the doorway, dragging in a puff and then blowing it to the ceiling.“I thought you liked it?” It’s a reminder of the very pleasurable memory of blowing smoke in her pussy. I’ll never forget the taste of her and that smoke. I will definitely be doing it again. This time, I’ll fill every part of her with smoke and then sample to see which one I prefer. Something tells me her pussy will win out.

Her cheeks get rosy, but she doesn’t back down. “If my alarm goes off, it’s your ass.”

I close the door. “Better?”

She shakes her head. “You are a pain in my ass, you know that?”

I shrug, not giving a shit about smoke alarms.

“Did you finish Jace’s tattoo?” She asks, and I chuckle at her attempt to distract me. She knows why I’m here, and my cock knows too.

“You really want to talk about your brother when I plan to violate your pussy in a few minutes?” Her breathing speeds up at my question. Her dark brown nipples tighten, and her belly goes concave. “Thought so.”

“Keep bathing, Countess. Get that pussy nice and clean for me.”