Chapter 14
Monroe
“Oh my God.”
That came out as a whisper as I stood in front of the mirror in Stone’s master bathroom, staring at myself. Nikki and Emme had gone out shopping for lingerie for me and I trusted they knew what they were doing, so I never looked at any of it. As I stood there staring at myself, I had no doubts that they knew exactly what would look good on me, but seeing myself like that was something else. Since I went more innocent two nights ago with the white bra and panty set I figured I’d go with something more sexy and seductive tonight.
I was in a black-lace, halter-neck teddy. A piece of soft mesh fabric wrapped around my neck from which two delicate strips of lace fell over my breasts and abdomen and connected to the mesh fabric that ran around my hips. My sides were completely exposed other than the scrap of fabric resting on my hips. The space between my breasts down to my lower abdomen was also completely exposed. There was a thin piece of satin under my breasts that wrapped around to tie in the middle of my back. Other than the clasp around my neck, the thin satin bow at the middle of my back, the mesh just above my ass, and the sliver of mesh fabric that sat nestled between my ass cheeks, my entire backside was exposed.
This was, altogether, a new experience for me. Sure, I had given Stone my virginity two nights ago, but I hadn’t ever worn lingerie like this before for a man. I didn’t know what to expect; I was feeling a bit nervous, but also a bit excited.
So, I stood staring at myself in the mirror and wondered what he’d say. I wondered whether he’d like it.
I took in a deep breath, tried to swallow down the nerves, and walked to the bathroom door. I turned the handle and pulled the door open. Stone was standing across the room with his perfectly sculpted body in just a pair of jeans that sat low on his hips, looking out at the mountains. He was so beautiful. When he heard me open the door, he stayed put, but turned to look in my direction. I stepped out of the doorway and onto the plush carpet. As I felt the softness between my toes, I watched Stone’s eyes travel the length of my body. His gaze lingered on my legs a bit, his jaw clenching. I gave him a moment, but before his eyes began traveling up my body I slowly turned. If I was going to get his opinion on this, I thought it prudent for him to see the whole thing.
My back was now to Stone, so I turned my head and looked back over my shoulder to him. He was no longer standing by the windows. He was stalking over to me. He was a man on a mission. A man with a purpose. I could see all of that in the way he moved across the room.
“Stone,” I whispered breathily as he wrapped his arm around the front of me.
His forearm was resting between my breasts and his hand was splayed across my throat. Stone’s solid body was pressed up against me from behind.
“You’re not feeling sore still, are you?” he rasped against my lips.
“No,” I breathed as I arched my back.
Stone’s other hand came around my other side and settled low on my abdomen. It slowly began traveling south.
“Do you like it?” I asked.
He grinned before he admitted, “Angel, I’m getting ready to buy you a security system every week. You’re perfection.”
His hand reached my special spot and my legs nearly came out from under me.
“Two days,” I murmured, leaning my head back onto his chest. “I’ve been craving you for two whole days now. More than I’ve ever craved anything else in my life. Will you satisfy my hunger and give me everything I want? Please, Stone, will you give me you?”
“Baby…” he croaked, his voice rough as he trailed off.
His fingers began moving against my sex. My eyes were focused on his, with his other hand still at my throat. I shifted my hips searching for what I’d been longing for for days now.
As my ass moved against his length, Stone said, “As phenomenal as you look right now, Monroe, I need to take this off you. I’m taking you from behind tonight. You alright with that?”
A shiver ran through my body and I answered, “Yes.”
“Good girl,” he returned.
Then, I lost his hand.
I wanted to cry.
In fact, I let out a whimper.
Stone couldn’t miss it. He reassured me, “I’ll take care of you. Don’t worry.”
His hand traveled up my body and over the strip of lace on one side. The hand at my throat slid down the lace on the opposite side. Both hands stopped at my breasts and squeezed. I leaned forward ever so slightly while pushing my ass back into his lap.
Now it was Stone’s turn to feel frustrated.
He moved his hands to my hair where he gathered it and pushed it to the side. After unhooking the clasps of the teddy that sat at my neck, Stone’s knuckles gently brushed down to the middle of my back. The satin bow was untied and Stone’s hands traveled back up to my neck. He separated the fabric, removed it from my throat, and slowly pulled the lace down my body. When my breasts were freed, he let go of the material and brought his hands to my hips. His fingers gripped the mesh and slid it down my legs. I felt him lower his body to the ground as he pulled the teddy from my body. The moment he got to my knees he released it and it pooled at my feet. I stepped out of the fabric and was about to turn around when Stone’s hands wrapped around my thighs. I was thankful for his fingertips digging into my legs because when he brought his lips to my thighs I thought I would crumble to the floor. Stone trailed kisses up the side of my thigh, over the cheeks of my ass, and up my back. Once he was standing behind me, he brought his hands to my shoulders and gently turned me around.
He took in my naked body and I felt myself flush under his stare.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Monroe.”
I reached my hand out to the waistband of his jeans where I unbuttoned them and slowly dropped the zipper. My hands went to his waist and pushed the jeans down his legs. He didn’t give me the opportunity to remove his boxer briefs because he lifted me up, forcing my legs to wrap around his waist, and carried me to the bed.
Stone lowered me to my back from the side of the bed, while he remained standing. He bent down to capture my mouth with his. I was burning up at the feel of his skin next to mine. My hands moved along his back, my hips bucked underneath him. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could control my desire for this man without finding some release.
Certain he could sense my impatience, Stone pulled his mouth from mine. The second his lips separated from mine I rasped out, “Please, handsome. I want you now.”
Stone swiftly removed his boxer briefs, grabbed a condom from the nightstand, and sheathed himself. He brought one hand to my hip and I watched as he used his other hand to guide himself to my entrance. As he slowly pushed inside of me, he brought his hand up to my other hip. He pulled back slowly before pushing forward again.
A low, guttural sound escaped past my lips. It was a sound of pleasure mixed with relief.
Stone lifted my hips off the bed and held me firmly in place while he powered into me. I watched his face as he looked down to where the two of us were connected. His eyes would occasionally come to mine, but he stayed mostly focused on the spot where our two bodies met.
“So sweet,” he muttered. “Never had anything so sweet in my life until you.”
God, I loved him.
That did it for me. I was teetering on the edge when I tried to offer Stone warning.
“Stone,” I began, my voice just a hair above a whisper. “I’m going to come.”
“I know, angel. Come apart for me.”
I did.
I exploded around him, calling out his name, moaning through the pleasure he was giving me.
Stone slowed his thrusts as I fought to catch my breath. He bent over and kissed the indent at the base of my throat. He worked his mouth up along my neck to my lips. His tongue slipped inside and played with mine. After playing a bit, I pulled my tongue from his mouth and questioned him.
“I thought you wanted to take me from behind tonight?”
I probably should have felt ashamed to ask, but I was curious and really wanted to try being with him that way.
“I do. I’m not done with you yet, Monroe. Not even close.”
He pulled out of me and ordered, “Turn over. On your knees, hands at the headboard.”
I immediately did as he asked.
Stone joined me in the bed. He came up behind me, gently rubbed one of his hands on my bottom, and praised, “Such a good girl.”
I felt him hard against me. I pushed back into him. He growled, “You ready to experience it this way?”
“Yes,” I answered.
Not a moment later, Stone was inside me. He started slow, giving me an opportunity to adjust to the new sensation of being filled by him this way. It was magnificent. He began increasing the pace of his thrusts.
“Oh my God,” I moaned. “It’s too much. I can’t take it.”
Stone immediately pulled himself from my body.
I whimpered at the loss of him.
“Monroe, look at me,” he demanded.
I stayed in my position and looked back over my shoulder to him.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, horrifying worry in his voice.
“Why did you stop?” I questioned.
“You said it was too much.”
“It felt so good. The sensation was too much,” I admitted. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin it; I was thoroughly enjoying everything you were giving me.”
Stone’s eyes went liquid and his fingertips dug into my hips.
I shifted my hips slowly from side to side and begged, “Please come back to me.”
A grin spread across his face and as he pushed back inside of me he announced, “We’re going to have to work on your choice of vocabulary when we’re fucking.”
He was thrusting into me and it felt so good that I just agreed, “Okay, handsome, whatever you want.”
It was unbelievably wonderful feeling Stone in this position. The way he moved inside of me, how deep I could feel him, and the enjoyment I could hear he was getting out of it made it shoot right up to the number one spot on my list of best sex positions with Stone. I wanted more from him.
I let go of the headboard and dropped down to my elbows, my ass now up in air. The moment I settled into this position, Stone’s grip on my hips grew tighter.
“Oh, Stone,” I murmured. “I want more. I want it harder.”
“Fuck, baby,” he hissed. “You were made for me.”
My breath caught in my throat at his admission, but I couldn’t take the time needed to process it because he did what I asked. And he didn’t disappoint. He gave it to me harder.
With each hard and delicious stroke, I felt myself growing closer and closer to that happy place. My breathing grew shallow, my moans louder. It was coming and it was going to hit fast and hard.
“Angel, I feel you there. So tight, so sweet,” Stone said, continuing to give it to me.
I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Don’t stop,” I begged.
“Take it, Monroe. I want you to take it all.”
And that’s when I let go.
“Stone,” I belted.
“My good girl,” Stone began, his voice rough. “Use that sweet, tight pussy and milk me.”
It wasn’t even seconds later and Stone found his release while inside me.
After coming down from his orgasm, Stone pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades and pulled out of me. He went about disposing of the condom while I fell to my side, spent and sated. I felt the bed depress with Stone’s weight not long after and suddenly I was being turned to my other side to face him. Stone pulled me close to him and I relished the feel of his warm, hard body. We stayed like that in silence for a long while.
I had a million things running through my mind, namely what he said about me being made for him. I wished I could have brought it up and said something to him, but if there was any chance that he was going to have a change of heart, I didn’t want to say anything that would make him rethink it and remember whatever it was that was holding him back. Even still, I wanted to say something.
“Stone?” I called, quietly.
“Yeah, angel?”
“This has been the best birthday of my life.”
He gave me a gentle squeeze and responded, “The day’s not over yet. Still have dinner and a couple hours of fun planned for later.”
I bit my lip thinking about more fun with him.
“That was number one,” I admitted.
“I’m sorry?” he asked, confused.
“That position,” I started. “It’s number one right now. I don’t want to make a definitive statement on it, though, because I’m guessing I’ve got several others to try still.”
I felt Stone’s body vibrate with laughter. Full-blown laughter.
I loved it.
Hearing it and feeling it, knowing I typically saw so much caution in his eyes, I think I loved hearing his laughter more than anything else in the world. It made me believe I was giving him something to grab onto for a moment. Something that allowed him to let his guard down. Something that he could trust and believe in.
“Baby, how the fuck do you do this?” he asked, still trying to regain his composure.
“Do what?” I asked, pulling back to look at him.
“Completely throw me off guard with the shit you say sometimes,” he explained, looking down at me.
I shrugged my shoulders and answered, “I’m not trying to be funny, Stone. I’m just being honest.”
“I know. That’s the whole point.”
I cuddled further into him.
Stone held me a bit before he suggested, “I think it’s time I feed you dinner and dessert.”
“Mmm. What’s for dinner?”
“You’re the birthday girl, so you decide. I made sure I had enough here so you could choose what you wanted. If you want fancy, I can make steaks. You want something light, I’ll do Caesar salads with either chicken or salmon, whichever you prefer. Or, if you want something middle of the road, I can do burgers and fries.”
“Burgers and fries,” I answered, without hesitation.
“Really?”
I nodded before I explained, “We did fancy two nights ago, so no need for fancy tonight. I’d probably normally choose the salmon salad, but considering the activities from just now and the activities planned for later tonight, I’m guessing I’ll need sustenance. Besides, sometimes, you just want to eat a nice juicy burger with a side of greasy fries. Right now, that’s exactly what I want. If only we had milkshakes to go with it.”
Stone’s arms tightened around me when I heard him barely whisper, “Made for me.”
As much as I wanted to say something, I stopped myself.
Thirty minutes later, Stone and I were eating juicy burgers and greasy fries. They were delicious. Much to my surprise, he had milk and ice cream, so he made me a vanilla milkshake as well. It was the perfect birthday dinner.
Following dinner, Stone ushered me into his living room where he made me sit on the couch and wait for him to return. When he came back he was carrying a rather large wrapped box. He bought me a birthday present.
Stone set the gift down in front of me and said, “Happy birthday, Monroe.”
“You bought me a birthday present?” I questioned, shock in my tone.
He laughed as he sat down next to me on the couch before he replied, “Isn’t that what you do when it’s someone’s birthday?”
“Yeah, but…I don’t know. This is a lot. You’ve already fixed my tire, changed my toilets, bought me a security system, took me to a fancy dinner, rented out an entire racetrack to let me drive one of your Porsches, and you made me dinner.”
“It’s a birthday present. I didn’t buy you your own Porsche, so relax. It’s just something fun.”
“Alright.”
I turned to the gift and began pulling the wrapping paper off. When I had completely uncovered what was underneath, I snapped my head back to Stone. He was fighting now to stay serious.
“Well?” he asked, attempting to suppress a grin. “Do you like it?”
“I’m not sure yet,” I answered honestly.
“I was hoping we could have a do-over. I want to make sure you get the reaction you deserve, the one you should have gotten that night.”
“I see,” I began, a small smile playing at my lips. “Well then, handsome, you better get to work and set this up.”
Stone let out a breath and got to work on setting up my new karaoke machine. My insides filled with warmth at the thought that Stone wanted a chance to make up for the night at Lou’s. He didn’t want me to have a bad memory associated with karaoke and I loved that he thought it was worth replacing that memory with a good one.
“When’s your birthday?” I blurted out as he came back to sit next to me on the couch.
“June fourth.”
I took in that information and sat there, contemplating.
I was snapped out of my musings when I felt Stone’s finger pressed to my temple. “What’s happening up here right now?”
“Nothing,” I responded. “I’m just trying to figure out how much time I have to come up with a birthday present that’s going to top everything you’ve done for me.”
“Monroe, I bought a karaoke machine. It’s not anything crazy.”
“No, Stone. It’s so much more than the karaoke machine. I love that you put that thought into this and got me that, but I didn’t need anything else. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but you gave me my gift two nights ago.”
I felt him grow tense.
I continued talking.
“Do you remember that Sunday when you came to my studio to help me finish the painting on those last two rooms? The day that I asked you to leave.”
He nodded, but stayed silent.
“When I went home that day Charley, Emme, and Nikki were already there. Nikki called Charley and Emme earlier that day to tell them what I had shared with her about my night with you the previous night. The girls were planning to talk to me about what my next steps should be with you considering my experience level to that point was zilch. Obviously, when I got home they knew something was wrong and, as I’m sure you can guess, I spilled the details. What you don’t know is that I made a decision that night. It dawned on me that perhaps I was being too picky or I was holding out for something that wasn’t going to happen. I drank a half a bottle of wine that night and I made a vow to lose my virginity before I turned twenty-five. When I woke up the next morning, I realized how silly that was, but it didn’t change the fact that my heart was hurting and that I wanted to find someone who would want me.”
I paused a moment, trying to hold back my emotions.
“Monroe, I…” Stone got out before I cut him off.
“No, Stone. Listen to me. Today has been one of the best days of my life and I don’t want it filled with unhappy thoughts or memories. I just want you to know that when you showed up at my studio on Monday and told me you wanted to take me on a date, that did something to me. When you brought me back here that night and still wanted me, despite my inexperience, that did something else to me. But, Stone, when you learned the truth and you took your time with me, being gentle and careful with me, that was it. What you did for me that night was so much more than me just having sex for the first time. It was beautiful and special. If all you did today was wish me a happy birthday and maybe give me that kiss you did this morning, it still would have been the only thing I would have wanted today. All of this other stuff you’ve done has just been a bonus and makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.”
I sat there watching Stone and I could tell he was struggling with something. I didn’t want to ruin the day so I spoke again.
“I don’t want you to say anything, handsome. I just wanted you to know how I felt. And now, if you are ready, I’d like to take the opportunity to seduce you by giving you a little performance. Are you up for it?”
“Just hearing that you want to seduce me this way has me up for it,” he answered.
I looked down at his lap.
He wasn’t lying. There was a bulge at the crotch of his jeans. I licked my lips.
“Angel?” Stone called.
I brought my eyes to his.
He gave me a look that said he needed me to not be sitting next to him, looking at his manhood, licking my lips.
“Right. Okay, so did you want me to do a repeat performance with the same song or should I try something else?”
“It’s up to you, but I’m liking the idea of you singing that song to me so I can have better memories of it. You want to do something else, I’m sure you won’t disappoint.”
“How about a two-for-one special?”
“Not going to say no to that. Show me what you’ve got, baby.”
I got up off the couch and got Toni Braxton’s You’re Makin’ Me High ready. As I waited, I realized I was looking forward to doing this again knowing that what I was going to be asking for was exactly what I was going to get.
The music started and I danced. Much like I did when I performed at Lou’s I danced a slow, sensual dance to the instrumental part in the beginning. Stone’s gaze was burning and he was already readjusting himself as he watched me dance. The moment I started singing, something changed. It wasn’t bad; it was just different. The way Stone was looking at me told me that he had just had a revelation of sorts and he was trying to process it. I continued the song and dance, not letting whatever was going on in his mind affect my performance.
As the music faded, Stone spoke.
“Turn off the machine, Monroe,” he demanded.
I quickly did as he asked, but was a bit worried about the change in him. After flipping the power switch off, I asked, “Is everything okay?”
“Come here.”
I walked over to him cautiously.
Once I was standing in front of him he leaned forward, put an arm around my waist, and pulled me down on top of him. I was now straddling him.
“You’re going to have to save the second performance until later. Need to have you now and I want you working me with this incredible body. You okay with being on top?”
My eyes rounded.
A new position.
Yes.
Heck yes, I was okay with it.
So, I nodded.
Stone took my mouth. His hands went to the hem of my shirt. He pulled his mouth from mine to remove my shirt. Then, bringing his hands to the waist of my pants he directed, “Lift up.”
I put my hands to his shoulders and lifted. Stone slid my pants and panties down my legs and over my feet. He tossed them to the side before he used one hand to unhook my bra and remove that, too. I quickly removed his shirt and put my mouth to his while my hands traveled down between us to his jeans. Stone took my tongue as I worked to unfasten the jeans. Once I had successfully undone them, I lifted up to allow Stone to slide them down his legs. Then, I settled over top of him.
My naked body against his.
He was so warm.
My mouth went back to his. My hands were everywhere. In his hair, on his shoulders, down his arms, and on his chest. Stone couldn’t seem to get enough of me, either. His hands. His incredible hands were at my hips, my ass, my breasts, and my thighs.
I wanted him.
I was so ready for him.
I reached my hand down between us again and wrapped my fingers around him. I lifted and moved to position him at my entrance when Stone gripped my hips tight.
“Wait,” he said, his voice rough.
I froze and looked to him, confused.
“Condom.”
“I’m on birth control,” I practically panted. I did not want to wait to have him inside me. “For my periods. They were irregular. The doctor said the birth control would fix that.”
Stone’s fingers tightened on my hips.
“Another first,” his strained voice muttered.
Now my fingers tightened around him. I was going to be the first person he was with like this. That filled me with warmth.
I looked at him through hooded eyes, waiting for him to indicate what I should do next.
“Let me feel you, Monroe.”
I slipped him inside of me. Stone let out a groan.
I hadn’t moved yet and this was already at the number one spot on my list. No doubt about it. Not a question in my mind.
“Oh my God, Stone.”
“Angel,” his husky voice filtered into my ears. “Baby, can you move?”
I took in a breath, let it out, and started to move. As I moved, I let my senses take over me. I couldn’t comprehend how it was possible that with each roll of my hips I was being assaulted by multiple sensations. Touching his heated skin under my fingertips, tasting his lips and the skin at his neck and shoulders, smelling his masculine scent mixed with aroma of sex, and hearing the sounds coming from the back of his throat were all overwhelming me. I could have been content experiencing just one of those.
It was my sight that did me in, though. Seeing the look in Stone’s eyes as I moved my body over his. There was something there I hadn’t ever seen before. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew it was big. I loved the look; I loved what I saw. I only wish I knew what it meant.
I continued to move, alternating between rolling my hips and lifting and lowering myself on him. The feel of Stone’s hands as they moved over my body had me burning up.
“I love your hands,” I rasped out. “They feel so good on my body.”
“Fuck, Monroe. These fuckin’ legs,” he started, with his hands on my thighs. As they traveled up my thighs, one hand stopped at my hip while the other went to my breasts. “These tits,” he continued before taking one in his mouth. He lavished my breasts with attention before he pulled his mouth away and brought his hand down to my core. “This pussy. So sweet, all mine. Say it, baby.”
I was so turned on. Hearing him talk like that as his hands moved, all while I continued to ride him, was too intense.
“Angel,” he warned. “Tell me.”
“It’s yours Stone…it’s all for you,” I managed to get out, barely able to catch my breath.
Stone had one hand on my thigh and the other at my hip now. Both tightened on my body. “Nobody else gets this, Monroe. You’re fuckin’ mine. Understand?”
“Yes, handsome. I’m yours. Meant for you. Only you.”
“My good girl,” he announced just before he held my hips in his hands and powered his hips up, thrusting into me.
“Oh, Stone.”
My hands went to his shoulders to brace myself. He kept at it.
“You like this, baby?”
“I love it, Stone. I’m so close. Please,” I begged.
Stone gave it to me harder. It was just what I needed. I came apart over him, throwing my head back as the feeling of pleasure shot through me.
“So fuckin’ sweet. Fuck, Monroe,” Stone shouted as he, too, found his release.
I was done. Exhausted. Spent. Sated.
I slumped forward, my head going to Stone’s shoulder.
“Number one, handsome. Number one.”
“What?”
“This position. Number one. No doubt about it.”
“There are still more, angel. You sure you want to make that statement now?” Stone teased.
“For now, yes. I’m not sure you could possibly top this one. Getting it from behind was magnificent, but seeing your face and feeling your hands on my body while I feel you so deep inside me is the bee’s knees.”
Stone burst out laughing.
I listened to the sound and felt his body vibrate with the joy he was experiencing. All I could do was smile inwardly. It made me feel even better than I already did to give him that.
“Hope you enjoyed your birthday today.”
I lifted my head from Stone’s shoulder and looked at him.
“I loved it. Without a doubt, the best birthday I’ve ever had. Thank you.”
He kissed the tip of my nose and admitted, “Happy to give that to you. It was one of the best days of my life, second only to the one I had on Monday.”
My face softened as my heart squeezed at his admission.
“I’m happy I gave that to you,” I replied.
Stone pulled me in for a hug and we stayed like that a while before he carried me upstairs. Once we got there, we celebrated my birthday again before going to bed.