Honey Stone

Mind Blown

Clay's house was pretty well hidden from the street by trees and shrubs that grew all around. It meant that the yard was cool and shaded so Honey sat and watched Nash work. The old truck was pulled up as far as it could go and Nash had the hood up so he could tinker with the engine.

Honey didn't know anything about cars or engines but she was enjoying watching all the same. Nash had stripped to the waist and was covered in grease and oil. His toned body glowed in the sun and Honey felt a strange sensation in her stomach when she looked at him.

'Everything ok baby?' Nash said when he noticed Honey fidget in her chair yet again. She mumbled something and looked away but Nash saw the fierce red that flushed across her face and couldn't help smiling as he returned to tuning the trucks engine. He knew she was watching him. Sleeping with her curled against him was wonderful but he had to fight his body not to react to the need in him.

It would seem that she might not be so reluctant to step up their physical relationship. Beyond kissing he had pretty much kept his hands to himself but he was desperate to touch her more. At that thought he felt his own body stir and he threw down the tools he was holding. They clanged noisily against the truck and he stormed into the house. The sound had made Honey turn to look again and she was worried by his sudden change in mood.

Following him into the house she found him in his bathroom throwing cold water over himself in great handfuls.

'Are you ok?' she asked timidly from the doorway. He looked at her with an animalistic fire in his eyes and made a sound that was almost a growl. She tried to step away but he was too fast for her. Nash caught her easily and pinned her with his body to the counter.

'You have no idea how much of a tease you are.' he said huskily as he pressed his body closer. 'You are driving me crazy.'

'I don't mean to!' She whimpered and he gripped her chin to make her look at him. She was afraid that he would hurt her now like Dave Grady had wanted when he called her a tease or what Danny would do if he found her.

'I know you don't, but you do it all the same.' he said as he crushed his mouth against hers. Nash shifted his body so that Honey could feel how hard he was and she gasped into the kiss, clinging to him. Any fear she may have had from his words faded away. His hands began to roam her body and she felt him reach for hem of her shirt.

As they kissed he ran his hands up her her body and touched the underside of her bra. She arched into his touch and he cupped her gently, his fingers moving rhythmically. He broke the kiss but kept his hand on her. His eyes pinned her and he moved suddenly, pulling her top over her head. She squeaked and tried to hide herself from him but he reached behind her and un-clipped her bra. Still without breaking eye contact he pulled the straps from her shoulders and eased her arms down.

So beautiful!' he murmured as he kissed her again and his hands caressed her. Honey was almost panting at the feel of her bare skin against his. Her arms snaked round his neck and he lifted her so she was sitting on the counter top. Nash trailed kisses down her face and neck and across her collarbone. She trembled at his touch but with need to feel more. He wrapped and arm round her waist and eased her back so her breasts were thrust up and he trailed his mouth lower. Honey wanted to stop him, nervous of what was happening to her but before she could make a sound his mouth fastened onto her tight nipple and she cried out in pleasure as the sensation exploded around her.

Nash was lost in the taste and feel of her. His hands roamed as kissed her everywhere. He let his tongue flick roughly over her nipple again and his blood was roaring in his veins. He was straining against the denim of his jeans, eager to be released. Wanting to sink into her soft body and make love to her but for now he could wait. His thumb grazed her other nipple and she shuddered in his arms.