Stone's Pleasures

This story is pure fiction and contains mature sexual content not suited for younger readers but if you want to then go ahead. Starts off a little slow but trust it gets better
Enjoy!

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Warning Contains: Graphic Sexual Content, Explicit Language and some BDSM

Prologue

Stone let her into his room unaware of what she had planned for him. For what he did to her awhile back. She crossed the room not bothering to say anything, then turned to face him with a disgusted frown.

"Why are you here?" He asked annoyed with her presence; she had been following him for awhile and he knew it too. She was the one behind the recent attacks and he was fed up with her nonsense. She didn't say anything but clutched the tight glittery striped bag in her shaking hands. She was nervous as well as she should because he was three seconds from throwing her out of his room and on her ass again.

"I loved you!" She shrieked killing the silence as his eyes grew wide in astonishment; this was the first time she ever raised her voice.
"We could have had a perfect life together but it was because of her that you threw it away" she yelled so loud that someone was bound to hear her. He shook his head ignoring her screaming; this was a waste of time but he decided to tell her the truth.

"I never loved you" he told her "You meant nothing to me as I did to you. You come in here screaming about how I didn't love you and how she ruined us when there nothing between us in the first place. You wanted me and I wanted sex and that was where we ended. We slept together once and you think I love you? There was nothing to love to begin with and I know you've been following me" he added taking a menacing step toward her making her tremble.
"You been following me for the past weeks yet you took it to far when you almost hit the woman I love with your car and the only thing that's stopping me from calling the cops is because this infatuation you have with me will end as of now. Don't come around me or her anymore and if you do you'll regret. Now get out of my room!"

When he finished she was sobbing relentlessly, her mascara was running down her cheeks and her shaking hand was fumbling around in her purse. She hadn't made a move to leave and that was pissing him off.
"Didn't I say lea-" he stilled himself as he watched her hands find what she had been searching for.

The shiny nine millimeter caliber pistol was now pointed right at his chest. Her hand was clutching the handle for dear life, she was shaking and at any moment she could pull the trigger. He didn't think she was brave enough to pull the trigger but she was crazy enough to shoot him which he really feared.

"Our love is real" she sniffled "It was perfect until she came along and stole you away from me. I tried to get rid of her but you were always there with her and then...." She paused continuing to sob "You said you loved her even though she didn't believe you I did. You never said those words to me and if I can't have you no one can" she threatened aiming the gun closer to his chest; he stiffened watching her movements.

"Your not going to kill me" he said sternly and she replied "I don't want too but its what needs to be done" as the words left her mouth, he lunged for the gun and at that exact moment her fingers pulled the trigger....

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Chapter One

Ebony Moore:

Miami was the one place she enjoyed during the long steamy summers. It was the best place to work on her tan rather than back home in Georgia where everything was mostly covered by stretches of dewy grass but here it was perfect.

The thing that made it perfect wasn't the clear sparkling water from the beaches or the striking rays from the sun but the fact that he stayed here for business meetings every summer. He was the only thing that made coming to Miami bearable, even though she was suppose to be working she continued to always glance secretly in his direction.