Stoned (The Stone Series) (70 page)

Our lips find each other’s drawn by the electric current of our passion and before I know it we are grabbing for each other, our clothes are off and Damian is flinging me back down onto the bed. He has that look on his face that sends chills up and down my spine. It’s a look of lust and hunger, a look of pure possession. He grasps my thighs with his big strong hands and spreads them open. His warm mouth clasps down on my pussy and my wetness instantly increases.

“God, you smell so good and you taste even better” he growls into me. Just the sound of those words could bring me to an orgasm but I have learned from the master how to control myself and so I lay back and make my body relax, let the tension build and wait for permission.

Damian’s tongue works its way from entrance to entrance in a slow line over and over again. As he reaches each entrance he makes agonizingly slow circles. When working at my back passage he makes me pucker and I instinctively clench my muscles.

“Relax for me. No clenching, let my tongue slide inside you” he commands and my body obeys. His tongue slides around just the very inside of me and the soft sensitive tissues ignite my whole body. I raise my hips to give him better access and his hands slide to my ass cheeks. He spreads them apart and allows his tongue to slip in just a smidge further before he pulls it out and works it all the way up to my clitoris. He secures it in the grip of his lips and suckles like a baby on a pacifier.

“Mmm, oh, Day, please” I beg.

“Yeah, I know what you need, baby. Go ahead. Give it up for me. Come for me, Sydney. Come now” he orders as my body responds, shimmies and shakes under his attention.

Before my body is even done with its first orgasm he is filling me with his thick erection and a second quake runs through my body. I clench my muscles down on him and he moans from the pressure. “Fuck, I love when you do that. More, keep doing that to me” he commands.

Damian begins to thrust at a fast and deep pace in and out of my body while I look down at where we are connected and watch in awe as he enters and exits me with ease. He sees where I’m looking and when he draws my attention back to his face I can see how excited it has made him.

“Oh, yeah baby. You like watching, don’t you? Jesus, I can’t hold it much longer, it’s so hot watching the look on your face when you watch me fuck you.”

I look back down to where our bodies are joined; making us one and it’s his undoing. Damian locks his lips on mine and moans into my mouth as he sends himself into an orgasm and me into my third.

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The following morning
I have to wake Sydney so we can be on our way and start the vacation that she never had as a child. Lately she has been tired and hard to rouse in the mornings. We shower together and head to my company jet that takes us a short distance away from Miami to Orlando. What better place to take her to begin our recreation of a child’s fantasy vacation?

We arrive at our resort & spa; it’s a brilliant combination of long ago elegance and modern day amenities. I know Sydney with her designer’s eye will appreciate its verandas, dormers and cupolas, red shingled, gabled roofs and intricate gingerbread trim. Even though Sydney’s style is much more in line with a more modern resort I know she will appreciate the architecture.

We enter into the impressive five story high atrium lobby capped with light filtering stained glass domes, sparkling chandeliers, an aviary, potted palm trees and a grand piano providing live music but the best part is the look on Sydney’s face. She’s turned into a ten year old squeezing my hand and bouncing on the balls of her feet. I lean down and kiss her gently on the lips, pull her in close to my side and inhale the scent from her hair that to this day continues to intoxicate me.

We are greeted by an impeccably dressed gentleman, “Mr. Stone? Right this way. Everything has been taken care of. I will show you to your room, sir” he says as he snaps his fingers and a younger employee comes from behind him to take our belongings. We are lead into an open-cage elevator that transports us to our private grand suite. It offers us an unobstructed view of the theme park and the squeal that erupts out of Sydney when she sees the iconic castle is worth every last penny I am paying for this room. We also have a master bedroom with a king-size bed and full bath, a parlor area with half bath, a wet bar and a private balcony.

Sydney runs out onto the balcony and I tip the gentleman who escorted us to our room and see him on his way. I come up behind Sydney and bury my face into her neck whispering, “Maybe later tonight we can make love out here as we watch the fireworks.”

“Mmm, that sounds wonderful but this is a family friendly place, we’ll get thrown out if we get caught.”

“Oh, we won’t get caught, baby, don’t you worry about that. I can be very sly when I have to be” I say as I nuzzle her neck sending her into a fit of giggles.

“Now as much as I would like to bend you over that railing right now and have my way with you we have an appointment in a few minutes at the spa. Come, this should be a great way to begin our vacation with you naked next to me on a table being massaged while I watch” I smirk at her and she playfully bumps me with her hip. I take her hand and we walk out of our suite together hand in hand to find the spa.

When we enter I know we are going to experience pure tranquility and pampering in this environment designed to indulge all of our senses. The space is decorated in soothing tones, soft lighting, and peaceful music plays. Sydney melts into my side as we sit on a plush sofa and wait for our names to be called.

We begin with a luxurious aromatherapy couples massage and wrap that guarantees to soothe our senses and sink both of us into a deep state of relaxation. We are both naked and under a sheet together. Sydney is lying on the table next to me and our arms are touching, her palm is up and my hand is gently lying atop hers. The two female masseuses enter and Sydney looks at me and smiles.

“What? Did you think I would let a guy touch you?” I ask.

“No, but I’m supposed to be okay with a girl touching you?” she counters.

“Well, a guy isn’t going to” I end that conversation with a smile and a kiss to her nose.

A custom selection of essential oils are used to calm and comfort our tired bodies. The masseuses touch us in the exact same way at the exact same time. It’s a very sensual experience to feel what Sydney is feeling, to know the pleasure she is receiving even if it’s at the hand of someone other than myself. She moans lightly as the masseuse rubs her tense shoulder muscles and I melt into the table as mine are caressed. Our arms, backs and legs are treated to the same pleasures before we are asked to roll over.

Sydney glances at me and leans in to whisper into my ear while the masseuses turn their backs to allow us some privacy as we fumble over onto our backs; “If you are sporting wood right now I’m going to be pissed” she warms.

“If I am sporting wood? Who are you and what have you done with my girlfriend? I think all my bad traits are rubbing off on you. And I don’t have wood but if I did it would be from laying here next to you naked. I can’t wait for them to be done and leave us alone so I can have my way with you” I warn.

They finish our massages then we are treated to a warm full body cocoon complemented by a conditioning scalp massage. After which they turn the music and lights lower, instruct us to relax and say they’ll be back shortly.

“How am I supposed to relax when I can’t get my hands on you, I’m wrapped so tight in this thing? It’s like a fucking body condom.”

“Shh, you have the rest of your life to get your hands on me, just calm down and enjoy this.”

“Damn straight I have the rest of my life, baby. Love you.”

“Love you too” is the last thing I hear before our breathing matches each other’s and we fall into a sweet slumber.

When the masseuses return we are treated to facials before we are unwrapped and our massages continue with smooth hot stones.

“Mmm, this reminds me of you” Sydney moans and I do spring wood this time.

“Happy now? I ask as I look over at her and squeeze her hand.”

“What?” she asks all innocent but knowing full well what I’m talking about. Luckily I’m laying on my stomach. Sydney starts to laugh when they tell us to flip over.

“Oh, you think that’s cute right?” I tease her and press my cock up against her briefly as I start to roll over. “Okay, we’ll see how cute you think this is” I say as I roll.

“You know what I was just thinking about?” she quickly asks. “Your dad in Tate’s pool that time we were there, remember? And then your mom was in the pool house if I’m not mistaken.”

“Mmm, I do, thanks for that visual memory, it did the trick.”

“I got your back.”

“More like my front” I laugh.

When the hot stone portion of our massages are complete two more women enter the room for our manicures and pedicures with hand and foot massages.

“You have a complete harem now, look at you” she teases me and I kiss her full on the mouth. The masseuses turn their backs to give us a few minutes of privacy and when we break apart Sydney saves me again with, “I wonder if Drea and Mac are using the pool table in the playroom right about now? Hmm? What do you think?”

“Thank you” I mouth to her as my erection shrivels right up at the thought of my sister and Mac being kinky in our playroom.

We return to our room and before I have time to close the door Sydney has wrapped her legs around my waist and I have her pressed against the wall. I am fumbling with my zipper as she nips my ear. I don’t even bother to remove her clothes; I lift her skirt and push her panties to the side giving me full access to my favorite place to bury myself. I slide a finger inside her to find her wet and ready for me as she always is. With my palms flat against the wall and Sydney holding onto me I push into her in one thrust.

“Oh fuck, yeah. That’s what I needed. That massage was so fucking good but it could never compare to this, baby. This is my paradise, right here deep inside you.”

Sydney places her hands on my shoulders and uses them to launch herself up and down on my dick. She flings her head from side to side as I overfill her. I let her take control and fuck me like that for a few minutes but she’s getting too close to making me come so I attempt to move but she knows what I’m up to.

“Please, just once, let me make you come. I want to watch you lose control. I need to know you can lose control to me and it’ll be alright” she begs and something in me tells me it will be alright, that I can give her this and allow myself this pleasure.

“I’m all yours baby, fuck me. Make me fucking come. Beg me to give it up for you” I order. Some habits are here to stay.

She obeys, “Come for me, Day. I want to feel you come in my pussy. Give it to me, come for me now. I’m going to come. Come with me, baby, please” she begs as she rides me hard from root to head and I explode and come harder than I remember ever coming.

“Holy fuck, Syd. You’re gonna make me fucking shoot. Uh, ahhh, fuck I’m coming so fucking hard baby, so hard” I yell then bite her earlobe as I push her harder into the wall. Sydney’s tight pussy clenches around me as she comes and the aftershocks go on for what feel like forever. Each squeeze milks my dick a little more until I think I can’t take another second. When she stops moving up and down on me and her body relaxes she becomes a limp ragdoll in my arms. I lift her off of me and carry her to the bed where we fall into each other’s arms. She turns to face me.

“Thank you for that. You okay?”

“You’re welcome and yes, I’m fine. More than fine. I’m great. That was…amazing, baby. Giving it all up to you like that is beyond words. I mean I can’t do it all the time but knowing that I can sometimes feels good, you know? I couldn’t have done that before you, you know that right?”

“I’ll glad; I don’t want you to be able to do it after me either.”

“There is no after you, there’s just you. Just us. I am yours, all yours, just as much as you are all mine. I love you, Syd” I say as I plant sweet kisses all over her neck, shoulders and face before I inhale her hair and nuzzle into her neck. Within minutes I feel her breathing slow and mine matching hers. For the next few hours we lay asleep in each other’s arms, content in our roles even if they were reversed if only for a few seconds.