Stoned (The Stone Series) (69 page)

Sydney begins to ride my cock from root to tip almost letting my engorged head escape the tight grip of her body before she plunges back down on me. She torments me over and over with her up and down movement and I relent and allow her. I lay back, put my hands behind my head and enjoy the ride and the view of her bouncing on top of me.

“Oh, fuck baby, I’m gonna come. Please. Yeah. Fuck. I need you to come with me. Come, Sydney. Now!”

As I come I grab her hips again and control her speed with a smirk on my face. She was so close to having me there but at the final moment I instinctively took the reins and sent us both into a simultaneous orgasm that I’m sure every other guest in this hotel has just heard.

She collapses on my body and gently kisses my chest, her tongue fluttering over my nipples. I wrap my hand in her hair and moan as I pull her to my mouth. I release my grip and smile at her.

“You look exhausted. Jet lag should be kicking in soon. Come, let’s have a shower and get food delivered then we’ll get some sleep.”

I lead her into the bathroom that is decorated in the same pale ocean blue as the bedroom. There is a glass tiled shower that is opened to the room with three huge shower heads at all different levels. There is a double sink and a vanity. The toilet has its own room off to one side. I turn the shower heads on and pull her under them with me. I love when she’s wet and slippery, soapy. I can’t help but have her again under the spray of the water.

I slide behind her, lift her ass in my hands and push inside her. Sydney glances at me over her shoulder and I bite her between her neck and shoulder, on that sensitive spot she loves. I use my hands to rub more soap over her, making her slick and covered in foam. She wraps her fingers into the back of my hair and tugs just enough. I pull out and turn her around to face me. I bend my knees then rise as I prop her leg on my hip and notch my cock between her legs. I rub against her clit until I know she’s ready. When I feel her body grow warmer, her muscle tense and twitch I thrust into her and feel her come apart around me. I smash my lips to her and growl as I pick up speed. When her hands tug my hair again and her teeth nip my bottom lip I allow myself to let go.

“Fuck, you look so amazing wet and slippery. I couldn’t help myself” I admit.

After our shower we order room service and then crash in bed. Sydney curls her body into me and I breathe in her hair before sleep over takes us.

************

Damian insists on accompanying me on the job site and I know it’s only because he doesn’t want me to be alone with Brandon. I don’t have the energy to fight him on it. I have cramps and a headache but luckily my period is extremely light this month, it’s as if I am only spotting. I know if I let myself start a fight with him over this I will jump into bitch mode and he’ll put on his Dom hat, it won’t end well. Anyway, the cramps and headache are enough to cause me discomfort I don’t also want to have to deal with the nausea I feel when Damian and I fight.

Pete already has his full team from New York with him when I arrive on site. This saves me a huge amount of time and energy. I excuse myself as fast as I can and tour the space again, this time alone. It’s very hard for me to concentrate in Damian’s presence, especially when he’s all fired up over his crazy perception that a guy is into me. Brandon was just being friendly but Damian of course jumps to all sorts of conclusions about him. And even if he was right about Brandon, first of all he’s not my type at all. Don’t get me wrong, he’s hotter than hell but I don’t go for that blond California surfer dude look. I like my men like my man, dark and dangerous. But most importantly, second of all, I already have a man. One I love more than the air I breathe.

Damian and I enjoy a relaxing four days on the beach. Lucky for me my period was next to non-existent this month, it barely lasted for two days. I’m psyched, it’s like Mother Nature is smiling down on me while I lay on the beach in my white bikini. We spend our days laying in the sun holding hands and sharing cool drinks. Each night we wander around until we find a small intimate restaurant where we can cuddle close together in a booth or at a cozy table and enjoy our meal without the media. At night when we make our way back to our suite we stroll hand in hand on the beach with our feet in the cool water. On our last night there I stop and just stand staring out into the ocean.

“What is it?” Damian asks me, “You look miles away, what are you thinking about?

“Nothing, just that I missed out on so much. I never had any siblings to hang out with, I didn’t have friends growing up until Parker, never had a boyfriend until you.”

Damian cuts me off, “And never will have another one” he interjects.

I roll my eyes and continue, “I never went on vacation with my parents. I never went to places like this. My mother was always too absorbed in her work. Or so I thought. But now I know that she was too absorbed in her subs to spend time with me, to spend time as a family on a vacation at a place like this. It just makes me kind of sad I guess.”

“Oh, God, Sydney. I am so sorry. I feel responsible for you not having the childhood of your dreams.”

“How could you be responsible for that? Ryan robbed me of that, not you.”

“No, be honest, baby. I did too. You said it yourself. Your mom didn’t take you on family vacations because for four years she was too concerned with whipping my ass. But I’m going to make it up to you. Just wait, you’ll see.”

“I don’t know if I like the sounds of that. What are you planning on doing?”

“Surprises. I’ll never tell.” 

We arrive in Las Vegas mid week and the heat is oppressive. Thankfully we’ll only be here for three short days. Pete and his team have agreed to also take on this site and if all goes well other than tweaking my plans here and there it should be smooth sailing.

Damian meets with his Vegas Dom in residence, Candy. I’m not in love with the idea of him alone in a soon to be sex palace with some hot female dominatrix named, Candy but I try to keep my cool.

This site will be decorated in the same style as the California resort but the space is organized differently. Being on the main strip in Vegas this site is a high rise not offering the stand alone suites of the California beach. The main floor however will consist of a casino, dining room and a lobby. The basement will house the dungeon as in California. The second through tenth floors will consist of the guest suites; all decorated in the same soothing neutral colors and dark hardwood floors as my California design. I had toyed with the idea of going with bold colors for this site but in the end I think my decision to keep the resorts similar will give returning guests a sense of familiarity. Damian is hoping that once pleased with one resort the guests will want to spend time at each. On the higher floors guests will find the themed rooms, the public viewing area and the large orgy room. Above those floors will be the living spaces for the staff.

I meet up with Damian and Candy over lunch at a place a few feet down the strip. Candy is a blond bombshell and when I first see her and Damian sitting at a table together I almost collapse. I question how I would ever go on if we were no longer together and I saw him with someone else. I stand there a minute and I imagine him smelling her hair, running his tongue behind her ear, sucking her neck. I almost fall to my knees just imagining the pain. Damian must notice because he is on his feet and catching me in his arms before I have a chance to hit the floor.

“Baby, what’s wrong? Do you feel ill? You look very pale” Damian says as he wraps me in his arms and leads me to sit at the table barking at the waiter to bring me water right away. I’m too embarrassed to admit to my thoughts that almost caused me to pass out but Candy being an observant woman senses what happened and calls me out on it.

“Damian you’re a very attractive man, wealthy, accomplished, sexy and made to fuck. If you and I met under any other circumstances I’d hand over my paddle and fall to my knees faster than you could say, “submissive” and it’s been a long time since I’ve been a sub. She walked in here and saw you in an intimate conversation with another woman and even though she knows our relationship is professional her mind went to another place. A time perhaps she fears is in the future when you may no longer be hers and she may walk into a restaurant like this one and find you with another woman, one who you may be romantically involved with. Am I right, honey?” she turns and asks me.

I look at Damian but my gaze is forced to the ground when I have to admit that she is correct. Damian lifts my chin with his finger and holds it in place while he plunges his other hand into my hair, pulling my lips to his for a gentle kiss.

“Oh, baby, no, don’t do that to yourself. You have nothing to worry about. I am never going to be with another woman. You’re stuck with me forever. You’re going to have to deal with me when I am a crotchety old man barking orders at my nurses. I’ll even allow you to hire a male nurse that’s how much I love you. Because baby, even when I’m old you’ll still be the only girl I’ll see. When I’m with you, everything and everyone else disappears.”

I smile as tears fill my eyes and I wrap my arms around his body and hold on to him as tightly as I can. “I’m sorry. I have no idea what’s gotten into me. It must be the jet lag taking its toll” I apologize.

“No apology necessary. I adore that your feelings for me run as deep and as passionate as mine do for you. Now let me introduce you to Candy properly. Candy Delfinno this is Sydney Cooper, my girlfriend and the interior designer on our project. Sydney this is Candy. She’ll be in charge at this site.”

Candy and I shake hands and I shyly look at Damian, looking for him to deny my suspicions. He can read me so well, he looks at me and smiles right back then says, “I see that look and no, she was never my sub, and I have never seen her naked or her me.”

“Not that I’d mind honey but with me business is business and pleasure is pleasure, I don’t like to mix the two” Candy chimes in.

We enjoy our lunch together, Candy is really nice and she and Damian discuss their plans for the opening. Damian decides that he will open the resorts each a week apart beginning in California then here and lastly in Florida. Candy asks if I will be attending and participating and when I look at Damian he looks hopeful. How can I deny him that? So I agree even though the thought scares me to death.

Damian called Tate to line up the entertainment for the openings of each site, asking him to find new local talent. When he tells Candy she informs Damian that there’s this super hot local band trying to break into the mainstream. Damian gives her Tate’s contact information and asks her to pass it along to the band.

“The lead singer is as yummy as you, looks a lot like you actually. I might have to revisit my sub days when I give this to him” she says with a smile on her face and Tate’s business card in her hand.

By the weekend we are in Miami where we’ll stay for the next five days.  The resort is located on the beach and is very similar to the one in California. Damian agrees that we’ll use the same design plans as California and Pete is thrilled, this is the easiest project yet.

Darin, the Dom in residence here is a beautiful man with cocoa skin and deep black eyes. He’s well over six feet tall with rippling muscles and a dangerous edge to him. He’s as good looking as they come and he has an arrogance about him, you can tell he knows how attractive he is and that he uses his looks to get what he wants, always.

Damian and I spend the next few days enjoying the beautiful weather and each other’s company. Darin joins us for lunch one day to discuss the Grand Opening. He wants us to take part in the group activities. Damian is noncommittal and explains that I am off limits to anyone but him. Darin seems surprised by this information and looks disappointed if I’m not mistaken.

On the day we are scheduled to return to New York Damian surprises me. Instead of heading back home he tells me that he is kidnapping me for another two weeks.

“I was responsible for some of your mother’s lack of attention. If it wasn’t for our, uh, relationship she might have taken you on vacations. You know, camping, to an island, Disney World. So I am going to try my best to make up for some of that now” he explains.

“Oh, Day, you don’t have to do that. It’s not your fault and I’m okay with it now. I’m learning to put it behind me. I like what my future looks like better than my past. Let’s just focus on our future from now on.”

“I hope that’s because you see me as your future because when I think about mine, all I see is you. Not my company, not The Society, not these resorts or money…you.”