Rylee~
This was going to be filed away under the worst mistake of my life, but after weighing everything Kincaid had told me, I'd found that I wasn't willing to risk Stone's wrath just to salvage my pride. Not when my feelings for him complicated things, and I did have feelings for him.
Strong ones.
Stone's hands tightened around my face, and his brown eyes dilated with the thrill of the challenged that I'd just laid out for him. "Convince you?" His smirk was filled with arrogance that could only come from someone that'd never failed a day in his life. "Baby, I'm not stopping until you're just as in love with me as I am you."
With his lips back on mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck, then held on, hoping that his prediction came true. Attraction wasn't ever going to be a problem for us. I honestly believed that our unrivaled chemistry was going to guarantee that fidelity wasn't ever going to be a problem for us, either. If I could just trust him to erase last night from my mind, then we were going to be okay, and I was going to marry him.
I was willing to marry Stone and follow him into a world that I didn't understand, but Kincaid had been right. I was already in that world. I'd already been brought in, and the only way to successfully navigate my way through it was to commit to Stone wholeheartedly.
Lowering my arms, I reached for the hem of his shirt, then pulled it up. As soon as Stone understood what I was trying to do, he broke off the kiss long enough to let me pull his shirt over his head. Tossing it on the floor, his hands went for my shirt, copying my desperation.
When Stone started to kick off his shoes, I reached for the buttons on his jeans. Our limbs and hands were everywhere, and when I started getting tangled up in between trying to push Stone's jeans down and getting out of my pajama pants, Stone lost his patience.
"Fuck this," he growled before grabbing my hands, then pinning them against the wall behind me. "Leave them there."
I did as he'd ordered. "Okay."
My body was shivering with anticipation as I watched Stone grab the waistband of my pajama pants, then push them down. Standing in only my bra and panties, he didn't give me a chance to doubt my decision or change my mind. Stone reached behind me, then worked my bra off like a pro before removing my panties. Reaching up, he lowered my hands, and my bra fell off my shoulders and down my arms, leaving me completely naked in front of him.
Taking a step back, his eyes raked me from head to toe, then back up again. They were filled with such desire that I could feel the heat from his gaze slither over my skin. Stone was looking at me like I was the most magnificent thing that he'd ever seen in his life.
"Stone-"
His lips were back on mine, but with his large hands encasing my hips, my entire body felt like it was on fire. He still had his jeans on, but the heat from his chest felt decadent and consuming.
Walking us back towards the bed, when the back of my knees hit the edge, Stone came down on top of me. With his arm around my waist, he positioned me up higher on the bed, and soon, we were in a position as old as time. Stone's body was covering my naked one, and I couldn't recall anything ever feeling so sinful as the weight of Stone Lexington's body.
His piercing gaze had me clenching tightly. "I can't wait to taste you, baby," he rasped. "I can't wait to bury my face in your pussy and make you cum until you make a mess of my face."
"Oh, God..."
"Rylee?"
I couldn't look away, even if I'd wanted to. "Yeah?"
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Typhon
RomantizmDo secret societies really exist? The Order of the Cronus does, and as an organization that has stood the test of time, it made a person question what exactly it took to make something like that happen. Stone Reputed to love a good confrontation, S...