Stone Deep: An Alpha Bad Boy Romance (Stone Brothers Book 3) (12 page)

Chapter 20

Britton

I’d only worked from Wednesday until Friday, but the weekend couldn’t have come fast enough. My pay by the week motel room was starting to get me down, and trying to keep a kitten quiet and out of view of the manager wasn’t as easy as I’d hoped. But I hadn’t saved up enough to get a place of my own yet. I had been frugal enough to allow myself to splurge on a new bikini, especially because we were on the downside of summer and all the swimsuits were on the clearance racks. I’d picked up a forest green bikini that fit perfectly and covered just enough to give me confidence for the beach trip. I’d met Slade’s oldest brother and sister-in-law briefly, and today, I would meet Colt and Jade too.

I was a fluttery bundle of nerves as I drove down the street to Slade’s house. The same butterflies had kicked up at the thought of seeing him. I hadn’t seen him since I’d dropped him off on Tuesday night. I’d spent a good portion of the next day at work just daydreaming about the guy. Nina had cornered me at lunch to find what I’d done on my days off. Without giving out too many details, I assured her I’d gone on a road trip for what I considered to be the best vacation of my life. The lunch had been interrupted by a call from Slade and his weekend beach invitation.

I pulled up in front of Slade’s house. He stepped out onto his porch wearing board shorts slung low on his hips and nothing else. I hadn’t just imagined him. He was spectacular. It took me a minute to pull my gaze from him.

My heart was jumping around in my chest as I climbed out of the car. “You can drive,” I called as I walked around to the passenger side.

He walked down the steps toward me.

“Are you going like that? No towel or shoes?” I asked.

He reached me and put his hand against the passenger door on each side of me, effectively trapping me between his hard body and the car. His eyes were a vivid green, and his heartbreaking smile made its appearance.

He hooked a finger on the top of my tank shirt and pulled it away from my skin to look beneath it. “I like the bikini.” He lifted his face and kissed me. “Now come inside so I can take it off. It’s been four fucking days without you and I’m going stark raving mad from withdrawals. I told Hunter and Amy to get the hell out so we could have the place to ourselves.”

I smoothed my hands over his chest. “So, we’re not going to the beach?”

“Eventually.” He took my hand. “After I’ve had my fill. Although, I don’t think a saturation point is even possible when it comes to you, Tink.” He pulled me along, up the steps and into his house. He slapped his hand against the front door to shut it and pushed me up against it. “Damn it, woman, what have you done to me? I can’t fucking think straight.” He pulled my shirt off. His mouth devoured mine in a long, intense kiss as his fingers searched for and found the button on my shorts. He pushed them off and the bikini bottoms rolled off with them. His mouth never left mine as he reached behind my neck and untied my bikini top. He stopped the kiss only to stare hungrily down at my naked body.

I reached for the string on his shorts. “I spent an hour searching for the right bathing suit.”

He looked at the discarded green bikini. “It’s nice and it was very easy to remove, so it has my approval.” The shorts dropped to his feet, and he stepped out of them. His thick, long erection pushed against my belly as he leaned forward to kiss me again. I reached down to stroke him, but he grabbed my arms and lifted them above my head. He pinned my wrists together and held them. The front door wobbled behind me as he pushed my thighs apart.

His green eyes darkened with hunger as he gazed down at me. He stared at my face as he reached down and pressed his hand between my legs, pushing between the hot folds of my pussy. He slid two fingers inside of me and my head leaned back against the door for support as my eyes drifted shut.

My fingers tingled as he held my hands tightly above my head. “God you’re wet. Tell me you’ve been wanting this, baby? Tell me you’ve been thinking about me touching you, kissing you, fucking you because that’s all I’ve been thinking about for four damn days.” As he spoke, he pushed his fingers deeper making sure to press his wrist hard against my clit.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you.” My words drifted out on a long, luxurious exhale.

“That voice—” He kissed my lips. “Do you know what the sound of your voice does to me? I get hard every time I hear it. Hell, I get hard every time I
think
of it.”

I rocked against the pressure of his hand. I was his captive. His words coupled with the feeling of being completely in his control brought me that much faster to climax. I squeezed my thighs around his hand. “God yes, Slade,” I whimpered softly. My whole body trembled as my pussy tightened around his fingers. “Please, Slade, I need you inside of me right now.”

The waves of pleasure hadn’t slowed as he withdrew his fingers. He released my wrists, and I dropped them around his neck as he lifted me up, bracing my back against the door. My legs wrapped around him as he thrust his cock inside of me. The tender ache in my pussy was easily coaxed into a second orgasm.

I mewled in pleasure as he held me tightly over his cock. I wilted against him exhausted from the intensity of a double orgasm. Still buried deep inside me, he carried me down the hallway. I heard his foot kick a door open, but I was still deliriously overcome by it all.

“Excuse the mess in the room,” he muttered.

“Oh it’s not that ba—” I lifted my heavy head and glanced around the room. “O.K. it’s pretty bad.”

He shoved a pile of clothes off the bed and lowered me onto the center of the mattress.  He climbed on after me and lowered his body down over mine. His frantic movements slowed, and he kissed me tenderly before sliding back inside of me.

“You know something, Tink, I could really get used to this. Having you around all the time. I think we’d be good together.”

I lifted my legs to meet his hips as he pushed deeper inside of me.

“A perfect fucking fit,” he groaned against my mouth. I rocked against him as he drove himself in harder and faster until my pussy milked him to the edge. His eyes drifted shut as he came.

His breaths slowed and he lowered himself next to me on the mattress, and I curled against him.

“A perfect fucking fit,” he repeated.

Chapter 21

Slade

It was too hot on the sand. The waves sucked, but the water temperature was perfect for cooling off. Of course, no amount of cold water could douse my never ending need for Britton. I would have been just as happy to skip the beach and stay in bed with her all day, but I knew Amy and Jade would be pissed.

I gazed up at the sand. The three girls were sitting in beach chairs huddled around the ice chest, deep in conversation. A big hand came down on my shoulder, startling me.

“Shit.” I spun around.

Colt laughed. “What? Did you think I was a shark with hands?” He moved up next to me and looked toward beach. “Or, just maybe your thoughts were elsewhere. You know, up on the beach—with your balls. Boy oh boy, Hunter and I are finally going to get some payback.”

“Yep, I figured it was coming.”

“Seriously though, bro, she’s great.” Colt returned his attention to shore. “And it looks like she’s already gotten the Amy and Jade seal of approval.”

Hunter swam over. “Might as well be bodysurfing in a fucking kiddie wading pool with the way these sets are coming in.” He followed the direction of our gazes. The girls were laughing about something.

I smiled. “Looks like they’re all getting along well.”

“Yep,” Hunter said. “And I’m sure you don’t have a thing to worry about, even though Street knows every embarrassing thing that ever happened in your life, starting from the fifth grade when you got caught kissing Rory Greene, and in the girl’s bathroom, no less.”

Colt looked at him. “I disagree. That was not all that embarrassing. But didn’t Street walk in on him jerking off in our bathroom once? I think he was twelve or thirteen, can’t remember, but I’ll bet Street remembers it well. Her scream is still fresh in my mind.” Colt smiled at me. “But I’m sure she won’t tell Britton anything embarrassing. I mean that’s not like Street at all.”

Laughter rolled down from the sand again.

“Fuck, Hunter, why couldn’t you marry someone who wasn’t around for every damn day of our life.” I pushed off and headed to shore.

“Where you going, buddy?” Colt called.

I glanced back at them. “I’m going to join them before Street gets to my high school years.”

“You mean like the tenth grade when you got your ass suspended for making a pass at the cute substitute teacher?” Hunter called.

I lifted my middle finger up high at them as I waded toward shore. All three women looked up from their conversation as I reached the towels.

“None of it’s true, Britton. Whatever Amy has told you about me—”

Amy laughed. “What a self-centered boob you are. Did you actually think we couldn’t find more interesting stuff to talk about than
you
?”

Water was dripping off the ends of my hair and down my chest. Jade handed me a towel, but I decided to shake my hair and give them a good dog-style spray first. Especially Amy. I got the squealing response I was aiming for.

I took hold of the towel and wiped my face and chest. “So you weren’t telling her every embarrassing moment from my life?”

Amy peered up at me from behind black sunglasses. “Oh yeah, of course. But I got those out of the way first.”

I heaved the wet towel at Amy, and she batted it away. Jade looked past me. “Here come Colt and Hunter.” She pushed her chair back from the ice chest and motioned for Britton to do the same. “You don’t want to be too close to the food when they come out of the water looking hungry. Trust me.”

Britton laughed. “I will take your word for it.”

I grabbed up the towel, walked a few feet away and stretched it out on the sand. The sun felt good on my back as I lowered myself onto my stomach. Britton peeked back at me, and I motioned her to come over. She picked up a towel and joined me.

It was close enough to the start of school that the sand was only mildly crowded. The beach stretched on toward the marina where our boat, the
Durango
, was docked. We’d had it up for sale for two months but had only gotten one pretty insulting offer. I didn’t have the capital or the knowledge to become the captain of my own fishing boat, and, because both my brothers had found women who made them want to steer clear of trouble and jail, we were no longer running illegal drugs across the water. I had an occasional position on Captain Dell’s fishing boat, but I was still hoping for the job in Alaska. It would be good money, enough to keep me under a roof and fed during off seasons. The only problem now was that I’d gone to the interview long before I’d met Britton. She made the idea of leaving for months at a time much harder. All of a sudden, I had a reason to stay.

Britton lowered herself down onto the towel next to me. I rolled onto my side to look at her and to touch her, something I couldn’t stop doing. “I hope Street hasn’t completely destroyed your opinion of me.”

“Amy adores you. She was telling me how she almost died in a house fire but that Hunter and you walked through the smoke and flames to save her.” She pushed up to her forearms and leaned over to kiss me. “And if I quickly list in my head all the things you’ve done for me, not least of all, the mindblowing sex, my opinion of you is so high, I don’t think there’s anything that could destroy it.”

I reached over and tucked her hair back behind her ear. Her tiny gold hoops winked in the sun. “Then, my hot little wood sprite, I will try my hardest not to fuck this up. I’m not really great at relationships, but some things are worth the effort.” I rolled back onto my stomach and turned my face toward her. “How is my namesake, Bolt?”

She lifted her hand. It was covered in thin scratches. “I bought her one of those fake felt mice, but she likes my hand better. I guess it’s better than having her climb the drapes in the motel room, which I have to keep shut because if the manager sees a cat inside, I’ll get the boot for sure.”

“Brit, come on, you can’t keep living in a motel.”

“I know. I’m going to start looking for a place. My new little baby needs a home where she doesn’t have to be hidden from prying eyes.”

I’d been tossing around the idea of asking her to move out with me. I badly needed to get out of the house and give Hunter and Amy privacy. But I didn’t want to move too fast. My feelings about Britton were pretty damn solid, but I wasn’t completely sure she was feeling the same way. I wasn’t ready to put myself out there yet either. 

“Britton,” Jade called from her chair, “your phone keeps ringing in your bag. Thought I should let you know.”

Britton sighed with annoyance as she sat up. “Probably my obsessive compulsive boss calling to let me know I left my computer monitor on and might have started a fire. He’s kind of a nut job.” She stood up and walked over to her bag.

I rested my head down and glanced over at my brothers who were devouring the contents of the ice chest. “Shit, leave some for the rest of us, you pigs.” I pushed to my feet, deciding if I didn’t get my hands on one of the sandwiches, Hunter would suck mine down too.

Britton had her hand over her free ear while listening to her phone with the other. I pointed to the ice chest to see if she wanted something. She looked a little distressed as she lowered her phone. “I need to make a call. I’m going to walk up toward the street for better reception.”

“Everything all right? Or did you actually start the office on fire?”

She smiled weakly. “Everything’s fine. I’ll be right back.”

I reached in and grabbed out two sandwiches. “Did you scare her off already?” Hunter asked over a mouthful of sandwich.

“You’re the scary Stone, remember? She has some picky boss who, apparently, bugs her about stupid shit.” I sat back on the towel and decided to wait for Britton to return.

A few minutes later she walked back down from the parking lot looking pretty upset.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Oh, it’s nothing, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut this day short.”

“Yeah? Shit, I was hoping we could take a boat ride later.”

She reached down and picked up her towel. “That would have been fun. Can I take a rain check on that?” She looked thoroughly disappointed, but it seemed she wasn’t planning to tell me why she had to leave.

I stood up and after she’d said her good-byes, I walked her to the parking lot. “You seem upset,” I said as we reached the paved lot. “Anything you want to talk about?”

“No, I’m upset because I have to go.” She stopped and turned to me. Her face glowed from the sun. “I was having a really good time.”

“Me too.” I pushed her hair behind her ear and put a hand on her waist. “Hey, Tink, I really like you. That’s not something I say to many people. You pretty much have seen all of me. I’ve done some shady shit. But it’s in my past. Still, I’m no fucking saint. I’m sure you figured that out already, but that’s it. That’s all of me. And now you’ve met the few people who I consider my world.”

Her gaze dropped, and her long, dark lashes curtained her brown eyes. She knew where this was going, but I had to get it out in the open.

I lifted her chin to look at me. “I feel like there’s some important stuff you’re not telling me. And I’m wondering when it’s going to jump up and bite me in the ass. I don’t let my guard down too often. It’s part of my survival plan.”

Her lips trembled as if she was about to tell me something. Her phone rang. She shook her head. “I’ve got to go, Slade. I’ll call you later. I promise.”

I stepped back. She climbed into the car and took off.