Heart of Stone (8 page)

Blushing I look down at my glass then lift it
up taking another sip of wine then set my glass back down.

“Gabriella?”

“Yeah?” I reply avoiding Aidan’s gaze.

“Look at me Gabriella.”

I reach out to take another sip of my wine,
swallow then lift my gaze to Aidan. As usual his emerald gaze is
intense stripping away all my defenses and self-control. My
heartbeat increases as I squirm uncomfortably in my seat. I am so
out of my depth here. This man is light years out of my league.
He’s beautiful, rich, sophisticated, authoritative and extremely
domineering. He doesn’t date or bring women into his home with the
exception of me.

He could have any woman, what in hell is he
doing with a girl like me?

“Gabriella, I’d like you to stay the night
with me.”

Holy shit!

“Okay,” I whisper.

“Come here Gabriella.” His voice is
seductively potent and quietly demanding.

“Um…” I’m not sure what he’s asking. It’s not
like I’m across the room, the stools we’re sitting on are less than
two feet apart. I look at his stool than back to mine than back at
him.

Huh?

“Gabriella, come here,” he effectively
repeats.

And it dawns on me that he is demanding I get
up and come over to him closing the small gap between us.

His eyes narrow as if he is secretly daring
me to defy his request. Not only does he unnerve me, he’s
extraordinarily bossy.

“Oh all right,” I huff getting up off my
stool.

I step in close between Aidan’s legs, his
hands span over my hips, his fingers grip firmly as he pulls me
closer so our bodies are touching. Our eyes never leaving each
other, the sexually charged silence stretches on for several
minutes as we stare fixated. One of Aidan’s hands slide down over
my butt gripping roughly, the other slices up between my shoulder
blades holding me captive as his mouth slams down on mine. I
instantaneously open to his tongue’s invasion craving his taste.
Our mouths, tongues and even our teeth clash over and over in a
frenzied dual. My fingers thread through his soft hair tugging him
closer. Aidan draws my bottom lip into his mouth with his teeth and
sucks.

Oh my God I’ve never felt anything like
this!

My whole body hums as desire ignites in my
core. On a growl Aidan breaks the kiss panting.

“Gabriella I want you in my bed…
now!
”
He hoarsely growls. “Baby I’m going to fuck you so hard, so long
and so very deep. Come.” He commands securing my hand, leading me
through the house.

Aidan guides me to his bedroom halting me at
the foot of his massive king sized wooden bed. My back positioned
to his front, the heat of his body warming my own as he gently
pulls my hair free from its tie. Running his fingers through the
length he tenderly shifts my hair over my left shoulder. His lips
skimming my right shoulder triggering goose bumps to break out over
my skin. The zipper on my dress is slowly pulled down, his knuckles
grazing my spine on its decent.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs extracting a soft
moan from my throat.

The sleeves are slid over my shoulders
causing the dress to pool down around my feet.

“Step out of your dress Gabriella. Turnaround
and face me.” Aidan’s voice is a husky demand.

Sensual.

Carnal.

“Lie back on the bed.” He commands.

I do as I’m told incredibly turned on by just
the sound of his compelling voice.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs again looking at me
appreciatively.

Aidan follows me onto the bed, his legs
straddling my body on either side. He is still dressed in his shirt
and pants having discarded his jacket and tie earlier in the
evening.

Both my wrists are secured firmly in one of
his hands as he raises them above my head. His other hand flexes
flat, his palm skimming over my throat then slowly down between by
bra covered breasts. He lowers his head and captures one of my
breasts, sucking sharply through the satin fabric of my bra. My
nipples pucker straining against the material.

“Aidan,” I whimper.

Freeing my other breast from the cup of the
bra, he sucks my nipple into the heat of his wet mouth swirling his
tongue around and around.

Swiftly my bra is unclasped and stripped from
by body.

“Keep your arms above your head baby.” He
instructs sternly releasing my hands after raising them back over
my head.

I don’t even try to hold back my loud moan as
he rolls his thumb and forefinger across my nipple, back and forth,
his mouth greedily sucking at my other nipple. My whole body feels
like its ablaze, fire ignites through my blood stream as moisture
gathers between my legs. And he hasn’t even touched me there
yet.

I maybe somewhat inexperienced compared to
other twenty-five year olds however I’m no virgin, I’ve had two
lovers; both steady boyfriends back home. I’m also the owner of a
very cute little pink vibrator with several enjoyable speeds so I
understand what my body enjoys but never,
ever
have I felt
this aroused. Aidan is playing my body like a maestro musician,
every taste, and each caress eliciting the most heavenly note.

As his ministrations intensify I reach down
with my hands to hold his beautiful head to my breast tunneling my
fingers through his hair.

Aidan abruptly stops, lifting his face to
mine.

What! No! Don’t stop!

“Hands Gabriella, above your head NOW!” He
barks huskily.

“Aidan,” I plead on a whisper.

“Above your head baby,” he whispers back more
gently this time.

I raise my arms interlocking my fingers
together in a death grip silently begging him to continue and
immediately I’m rewarded with a sexy smirk on his beautiful
face.

Oh, he is good. He knows exactly what he’s
doing to me.

Aidan suddenly moves,
swoosh
, my
panties are removed, thrown to the floor, his hands splayed wide on
my inner thighs parting my legs wide open and exposing my core. I
yelp in surprise.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs once more as he
traces his fingers tips through my wet folds while watching
intently the path his talented fingers are taking.

“So wet. Sweet. I’m going to taste you now
Gabriella.”

And his mouth is right there. Oh. My. God.
The feeling is exquisite. With one long stroke he licks through my
folds than twirls his masterful tongue around my clitoris sucking
hard, nipping with his teeth then repeating the twirl, suck and
nip.

“Ohmigod, Ohmigod,” I chant aloud almost
screaming out my litany.

This is the most intensely exotically
pleasurable feeling I have ever experienced.

Inserting one finger followed by another he
starts to thrust into me not pausing his assault on my clit with
his mouth. Twirl, suck, nip and thrust. Again and again – twirl,
suck, nip and thrust!

“Aidan, please, please.” I’m begging,
pleading as the start of my orgasm mounts. Higher and higher it
rises to I am soaring then spiraling endless over the edge
screaming out his name through my release.

I struggle to control my breathing as I
slowly coming down from the most incredibly mind-blowing orgasm
I’ve ever had.

Aidan swiftly undresses, discarding his
cloths haphazardly on the floor. I hear the sound of foil ripping
than Aidan is poised above me. Deftly he grips the back of my knees
driving them up and out as he lowers himself down on my body. I
feel his erection nudging at my entrance as his fingers grip hard
on my outa thighs.

“I’m going to fuck you now baby…Hard. Fast.”
He voice is hoarse and determined.

With one long powerful drive Aidan thrusts
his cock deep within my core on a guttural groan.

He stills allowing my body to accommodate his
size then grinds his hips in a circular motion. I whimper in
pleasure. Aidan begins to move in and out with forceful drives, his
forearms bearing his weight on either side of my body. My nails
score gently across the flesh of his back then wrapping my arms
around tightly relishing in the feel of his sleek muscles
contracting with his every drive. My right leg instinctively wraps
tight around his waist, my left his hip as Aidan’s intoxicating
scent envelops me.

Reaching down with one hand he caresses my
clit in circled patterns than pinches with his talented fingers
repeating the divine combination again and again. I feel it
building once more as he is continues plunging into me with
powerful driving thrusts. Throwing back my head I squeeze my eyes
shut tightly absorbed in the overwhelming sensations consuming my
body.

“Eyes Gabriella. Give me your eyes,” he
orders sharply. My eyes automatically snap open on his command.

More softly he says. “I want to see you come
for me baby. I always want to see your eyes when you come from my
cock driving into your sweet little cunt.”

Oh my fucking God!!!!!

Locking onto his enchanted emerald eyes I cry
out his name just as his lips crash down on mine capturing my
scream of release into the depths of his mouth.

“You. Are. Mine.” He grates out, his breath
mingling with mine.

Sweat glistens on his tanned skin as Aidan
continues his relentless rhythm then thrusting once, twice, three
times he stills deep within me burrowing his head in my neck
shuddering his groan of release.

Gaining control of his breathing, Aidan lifts
his weight up again on one forearm and begins feathering tender
kisses along my jaw line. He nips gently at my earlobe while softly
stroking the hair at my temple. I lightly trace patterns with my
fingertips over his smooth well-defined back floating dreamily on a
post coital Aidan cloud.

“Uh… that… that was amazing,” I stammer.

“Yeah baby, that was pretty fucking amazing.”
Aidan says softly grinning at me.

“Get comfortable, I’ll be back in a minute.”
He lifts the comforter up for me to slide under than walks
gloriously naked down the hallway to the bathroom I presume,
turning on a light.

Chapter Eight.

Everything happened so fast I didn’t get the
chance to take in Aidan’s bedroom so in my current blissful
condition I survey his inner sanctum.

His bedroom is huge, the bed itself soft,
comfy and king-sized. It’s made from mahogany wood with a detailed
crafted headboard, matching side tables with simple but elegant
bedside lamps. The taupe colored sheets and comforter feel
decadent. The floors are also a deep mahogany and directly across
from the bed is a gigantic flat screen television mounted on the
wall. Directly below the television, built into the wall itself is
an equally enormous gas fireplace that’s actually ablaze.

How on earth did I miss that?

Oh yeah… I was very distracted with one
unbelievably hot man and two earth-shattering orgasms.

The wall left of the bed has two double
windows almost ceiling to floors showcasing impressive vistas of
the Pacific Ocean. The moon reflects luminously off the oceans dark
surface. The windows have no coverings but with Aidan’s property
bordering on his very own private beach I guess privacy isn’t an
issue.

Two soft brown leather upholstered wingback
chairs with matching ottomans are positioned evenly between the
windows, the ideal place to curl up with a good book and enjoy the
view I no doubt.

To the right of the bed is a low mahogany
entertainment cabinet housing an elaborate sound system. Adorning
the cream colored walls are several stunning abstract artworks in
muted tones. Vaulted ceilings with receded lighting embellish this
room as well. His bedroom is incredibly luxurious and obviously
masculine however again something appears to be absent. I can’t put
my finger on it. Hmm it’s odd, his home is more like a showroom. It
occurs to me that I haven’t seen any personal photos or intimate
knick-knacks anywhere in Aidan’s home. Not even a worn book –
nothing that would give an insight to his enigmatic
personality.

“Hey baby,” Aidan murmurs sliding in bed and
enfolding me into his arms pulling me from thoughts. He places a
kiss on the crown of my head. Then positioning me on my side, him
on his back with my head resting on his pectoral his arm around my
shoulder his other hand dips low on my hip and begins drawing
patterns on my skin.

Nice
.

My arm snakes across his taut abs as I hitch
my leg over his thigh.

Nice.

Very nice
.

“Gabriella?”

“Hmm?”

“Baby?”

“Yeah?”

Aidan chuckles, his chest shaking with
amusement.

What’s so funny?

“Ah… did I miss something? What’s so funny?”
I lift my head from his shoulder to peer at his face. Still
chuckling, I narrow my eyes in irritation. He laughs out loud.

Again, what is so funny?

“You’re cute when distracted but baby you’re
fucking adorable when your getting angry.”

“Whatever,” I grumble.

Instantly my ire vanishes as he brushes his
lips softly across mine.

“I want you to come to Sunday nights Benefit
with me.”

I’m beginning to see a pattern here with
Aidan, he doesn’t ask but rather states his requests.

“You’re inviting me to the Stone
Benefit?”

Smirking he says, “Yes. I’ll pick you up at
six-thirty.”

“Okay.” I acquiesce perhaps a tad too
eagerly.

Maybe I should play harder to get but I’ve
never been any good at games and I can’t seem to deny this
compelling irresistible man of anything. Something that doesn’t
bode well for me I’m sure of.

Aidan continues to draw patterns on my hips
as I snuggle further into his chest.

“So Jeremiah mentioned that Sunday nights
Benefit is in aid of suicide prevention?”