Incineration (Heart of Stone) (7 page)

His gaze shot to my mouth and he bit his lip. I pulled my
finger away and shot it to my side “Why didn’t you answer my texts yesterday
Ava?” he asked, narrowing his eyes “I left my phone at Courtneys, so I didn’t
get your message” I said, not catching his gaze. He looked around the kitchen
and cocked his head at me “Yet you seem to have bought the shopping I requested
though” he stated, raising an eyebrow.
Shit!
I swallowed “Yes I Erm…I
picked up my phone this morning and saw your texts before I came in” I smiled
inwardly.
Good save Ava!
 He shook his head slightly “Ava…” he didn’t
finish the sentence as Sam came storming in “I need a word Mase” he gestured
rapidly to the hallway and Mason went over to him.

They were whispering and I heard Mason hiss and swear “Ava,
I’m going out. We’ll finish our conversation later” he snapped and was gone
with a slam of the door, both of them speeding off in Sam’s’ car.

I was used to these moments with George so I just carried on
with my usual chores, feeling proud when I found the leak under the sink and
fixed it.

About three hours later I heard the front door open and
close and a grunt in the hallway. I froze, my instincts telling me something
was wrong. I walked into the hallway and gasped. Mason was leaning against the
table in the hall, blood dripping down his face, a black eye and he was holding
his ribs “Jesus Christ Mason” I hissed rushing over to him and helping him over
to the sofa “Sit and stay there” I ordered and scurried to the bathroom for a
first aid kit.

Filling a bowl with warm water and finding some cotton balls
I hurried back to the room. Mixing the water with an antiseptic I dipped the
cotton ball in and squeezing it, started to clean Masons wound “What the hell
happened?” I asked, gritting my teeth whilst he sucked in air as I cleaned his
face. He cocked his head “You really want to know?” he scoffed and I bit my lip
at his dismissal.

I ignored him and bathed another ball, gently swiping at his
cheek. I could feel his eyes on me as I tenderly cared for his injuries and I
was aware of his heavy breaths. I caught his eyes and bit my lip at his intense
scrutiny and my hand stilled on his cheek. His thumb came up and gently pulled
my lip away “Don’t bite your lip Ava” he whispered and his gaze dropped to my
mouth, I could see him slowly leaning forward and my breath hitched.
Don’t
do this Ava!
I jumped up, gulping loudly at what I had to do “Let’s get
your shirt off so I can bandage your ribs” I told him, swallowing and hoping I
had the strength to do this, already knowing how my body would react to the
sight of him topless. He grinned lazily “Are you asking me to strip Ava?” he
smirked and I glared at him “Just your shirt Mr Fox” he rolled his eyes at my
reference to his full name but he still grinned as he started to slowly
unbutton his shirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off his movements, eager to get a
first look at his chest and it was worth the wait. Jesus, he took my breath
away.

He was lean and muscly without being beefy, a scattering of
fine hair donning his chest and a small tattoo across his heart ‘
Kerrie’
.
He was watching my reaction intently “You’re biting that lip again Ava” he
breathed huskily and I cleared my throat, forcing a smile.

I turned to take a bandage from the box, quickly closed my
eyes and took a breath to steel myself and spun back round, determined to do
this without a reaction to him. I crouched down in front of him and ran my
fingers over his ribs, and my eyes shot to his as he sucked in a breath “Do you
need to go to the hospital?” I asked, worried about his response as I touched
his ribs. He swallowed and shook his head “My ribs don’t hurt Ava” he sighed,
piercing my gaze and I frowned, not understanding why his breath had hitched when
I touched him. I nodded and reached round him to start the bandaging; I could
feel his face in my hair and he inhaled heavily, a small groan rumbled in his
chest but I closed my eyes, ignored him and carried on.

When I had finished I rose from the floor but his hand shot
out, gripping my arm “Ava” he whispered as his palm cupped my face. My eyes
closed as I leaned into it and I heard him sigh “You are so beautiful” he
breathed and my eyes shot open. I lurched back, shaking my head “Please don’t
do this Mason” I pleaded. He glowered at me “Why Ava? We both want this. I know
you do and I can’t stop thinking how good it will feel to be inside you Ava, making
you come so fucking hard you forget every damn thing” I gulped at his words and
a small groan escaped and arousal pooled my knickers.

I shook my head again “Please Mason”. He groaned and rubbed
his eyes “Jesus Ava. You’re killing me” I didn’t know how to react so I
dismissed his words “Come on, let’s get you upstairs and I’ll get you a drink”
I said, slipping my hand round his waist and helping him onto his feet.

We struggled up the stairs and both ended up laughing at the
effort it took, relaxing us both back in to a comfortable rapport again. I
managed to get him to his bed and leant him against the dresser as I pulled the
duvet back and sat him on the bed.

Pulling his shoes and socks off, I lifted his legs on to the
bed and that’s when I saw his knuckles. I glowered at him “Why didn’t you tell
me about these” I scolded and he grinned “At least his face came out worse than
mine” he chuckled and I couldn’t help but laugh at his boyish brag.

As I pulled the duvet up he grabbed my hand “Lay with me
Ava. I promise I’ll keep my hands to myself, I can’t do anything in this state”
he saw my hesitation “Please, I just want to hold you” the pleading in his
voice crushed my resolve and I nodded, slipping off my shoes and lying beside
him.

He scooped me into his arms and we spooned, his arms wrapped
around me in a tight vice. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his
erection in my back.

Gulping I chose to ignore it “You can talk to me Ava” he
whispered behind me. I stiffened, not knowing what to say “I can’t Mason, not
yet” I sighed and his arms tightened “I know you have been through hell, I can
tell but I just want you to know that when you want to tell me, I’ll listen” I
nodded slowly “Thank you” I whispered, not knowing what else to say.

I woke sometime later, facing Mason and still enveloped in
his arms. He was asleep and I took the opportunity to examine him. He was
beautiful, from his sculptured face to his strong abs and powerful chest and
shoulders. My finger traced the tattoo on his chest, outlining the name and
then my fingers slipped down through his chest hair and traced the edge of his
bandage. Jesus he was hot, and I was struggling to breathe.

I pulled away to climb out of bed when his arm shot round me
and he pulled me back “Don’t stop Ava. I like you touching me” he breathed, his
arousal evident in his face as well as his groin. I held his gaze and then did
something that even stunned me. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his
mouth onto mine. He growled and took my lips with force, pushing his tongue
into my mouth and attacking mine. He gripped the clip in my hair and removed
it, running his fingers through my long curls, another groan escaping his mouth
as he continued to brutalize my lips whilst his hand cupped my breast, kneading
it roughly and I moaned, breaking the kiss and tilting my head back “You’re so
fucking exquisite when you’re aroused” he whispered against my neck as his
tongue swept across my skin, sending goose bumps throughout me.

He started to unbutton my shirt but when he struggled due to
his sore knuckles he gripped it and ripped it open making me gasp.

I was beyond aroused now it was getting painful “Please
Mason” I begged but wasn’t sure what I was pleading for “Easy Baby” he breathed
and his mouth snaked down to my bra, sucking my nipple through the lace “Oh god
yes. Bite me” I cried and he growled, latching his teeth onto my inflamed
nipple. He unhooked my bra, pulling it roughly off me as he continued his
torture, swapping breasts and pinching the other harshly as he mouthed the
other.

His fingers swept up the inside of my thigh, hitching up my
skirt as they went and he groaned when he reached my stocking tops “Jesus Ava,
you’re so fucking sexy. I can’t wait to sink into you, feel your pussy grip my
hard cock” his words were ripping me apart “Mason. Please, I need you” he bit
my nipple again “What do you want Ava? Tell me” he asked and I groaned again
“Tell me Ava” he said sharply but his tone excited me more than put me off
“Touch me Mason, finger me” I begged and his finger swept the length of my sex
over my knickers and I automatically spread my legs wider “That’s it Ava, open
up for me” he hissed “You’re so fucking wet” I ground my hips against his hand,
urging him in. His fingers slid my knickers to the side and he pushed a finger
inside me making me groan loudly “Yes Mason, more” I pushed down onto his hand
and he slid another finger in to me.

His mouth was still worshipping my aching nipples and my
excitement was peaking, building rapidly “Harder Mason” I snarled and he bit my
nipple harder as his experienced fingers curled inside me, pressing against my
front wall. I screamed and jolted off the bed, my climax slamming into me and
sparks igniting behind my eyes “
YES! Mason!”
I shouted as he worked me
over, slowing his pace to accommodate my orgasm.

“You’re so god damn hot when you come” he breathed now
climbing back up and taking my mouth. I gripped his hair and pulled him closer.
My hand finding his hard erection through the material of his trousers and he
hissed “Yes, touch me Ava” he moaned. My fingers swiftly fiddled with the zip
and pulled his cock free, working his shaft.

He was huge and I wondered how I would accommodate him. His
fierce kiss claimed me again but I pulled back and wriggled down the bed “I
need to taste you Mason” I said and he groaned loudly as I reached his erection
and licked the tip, tasting the pre-cum settled on the end. He moaned deeply, a
deep guttural grunt as I tongued him from his scrotum to the tip of his cock
before sliding my lips over the length of him “Fuck Yeah” he grated and I
worked him feverishly, struggling to take his full length but gripping the base
of his shaft with my hand, my other hand cradling his sack, kneading his
testicles roughly. “Do you know hot it is watching my cock inside your hot
mouth Baby?” He gripped my hair and pulled gently, his words spurring me on. I
mumbled a yes around his hard length not wanting to release him to answer “I’m
gonna come in your mouth Ava” he rumbled and gripped my hair tighter, shouting
my name as his spunk spewed into my mouth, his hips jolting violently.

“
Jesus”
he breathed against my neck as he pulled me
back up to him, snuggling me in to him “I don’t think I’ve ever come so
violently” he chuckled and I nodded “Me too” I agreed and he pulled me tighter
to him. “I knew you’d be the fire-cracker I’d expected, there’s so much passion
in you. Hell I didn’t think I could work you hard enough”

I was embarrassed by my behaviour and shrugged into him
“Ava, don’t be embarrassed. It was hot. I like a woman who knows what she wants
and isn’t afraid to ask for it” I felt his grin as he kissed the top of my head
“Does Rebecca ask for what she wants?” and I cringed at my words “Ava!” he
warned in a low voice “I’m sorry Mason, I don’t know where that came from” his
fingers were brushing through my hair and he was silent for a moment “Tell me
what happened the night George found you Ava” he probed softly but his words
panicked me and I shot off the bed “NO, NO, NO Mason. Please don’t make me go
there again” I begged, picking up my clothes off the floor and scrambling to
get dressed.

I’d managed to push the memories back again and wasn’t
willing to open them wide again. He clambered out of the bed, groaning in pain “Ava,
I’m sorry, it doesn’t matter” he declared, hauling me into his arms “I’m sorry
Ava” he said again, stroking my hair.

I pulled back “I should go Mason. We shouldn’t have done
that. You’re my boss and I don’t make a habit of doing things like that with
people I work for” I stuttered, pulling my shirt round me, relieved when I
found a couple of buttons still intact. Mason chuckled “I should hope not,
George is a little too old for you” his lips turned down grimly though “Please
don’t go Ava” I shook my head “I’m sorry Mason” I slipped my shoes on and made
a hasty exit “I’ll see you in the morning” I said and I heard him sigh “Ava” he
said sadly and I finally turned to look at him “I’m sorry Mason, I can’t get
hurt and I don’t trust my emotions when I’m with you. We can’t take this
further, we can’t do this again. I don’t do just sex” my eyes pleaded with him
and he lowered his gaze and I knew he couldn’t promise to be what I wanted him
to be, to him it
was
just sex.

I descended the stairs quickly gathering my things and as I got
to the front door I heard him behind me. I turned and he was stood on the
stairs watching me, a grim expression on his face. I smiled gently “See you
tomorrow Mason” but he just stood staring at me.

Swallowing harshly I opened the door and left, shutting it
softly behind me, finally sucking in a breath of air as I reached my car.

Climbing in, I dropped my head on the steering wheel and
groaned “What the hell have you done Ava?” I chastised myself, angry at my lack
of control around Mason. I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t risk the pain I knew
would kill me when he hurt me and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he
would damage my already wounded heart. He was a womaniser and a player; to him
there were no relationships, just sex and I couldn’t handle that, I needed
trust and I would never be able to trust him.

I took my anger out at the gym. Courtney was with me as was
our usual Monday night routine and I was using the punch bag, laying into it
with all the pent up anger, adrenaline and hurt that was locked away inside me.