Page 25 of Stone Deep
The woman behind the office counter was in her mid to late thirties. She looked up from behind her vintage, rhinestone glasses and her bright red lips formed an O when she saw Slade. She hopped up fast enough to drop the pen from behind her ear.
“Can I help you?”
Slade leaned his arm, the one with the tattoo sleeve, on the counter and flashed his smile. “Yes, you can. We have a reservation for one night. Slade Stone is the name.” He motioned to her face. “Cool eyeglasses.”
She reached up and adjusted them as if she’d forgotten they were there. A pink blush rose in her cheeks. “Thanks. I collect them. Sort of like Elton John, I guess.” She smiled at Slade. The shocked initial reaction had been replaced with a look of ‘holy moly this guy is handsome.’ She shot me only a cursory glance and returned her attention to the more important person at the counter.
“Let me just pull your name up on my computer.” She sat down to type. Her gaze kept flicking his direction, and the cocky tilt of Slade’s mouth assured me that he was catching her glances.
The weather outside was spectacular. “I’m going to head back out,” I said. Slade finished up while I stepped out onto the office porch to feel the sun and breeze. It had been so long since I’d felt truly happy that I wanted this trip to last forever.
Slade came out seconds later with the key bouncing on his palm. We hopped in the car and drove to our littlecottage. It was white with blue shutters. Heart-shaped paving stones led a path to the blue front door.
Slade opened the door. It was perfect. The room was decorated in floral wallpaper with an old-fashioned tint to it. An ornate, antique-looking, wrought iron headboard loomed over a large bed that was covered with a rose colored quilt and blue pillows. A large picture window looked out over a small deck with two lounges. The ocean view from the deck was like a postcard. Low growing trees, with trunks and branches that twisted like gnarled arms and legs, grew along the hillside that led down to the ivory sand and dark blue water.
Slade dropped our bags on the chair. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him. “This is so great. I can’t even begin to describe how much darn fun I’m having.” I kissed him on the mouth. “Master.” I raised a brow at him. “Does that work?”
“Oh yeah, that fucking works. Now take off those clothes. Master wants to check out thedouble occupancywhirlpool bath.” He walked into the bathroom. “Yep, this’ll work too. Did you undress yet?” he called.
I laughed. “Only my shoes are off. We just stepped into the cottage.”
The water turned on. He walked out of the bathroom, completely naked and completely erect. “Right. So, what the hell are you waiting for? After all, I’m the master and I commanded you to get undressed.”
I backed up. “I think I’ve created a monster with that nickname.”
“Itmightgo to my head.” He stomped toward me. I squealed and turned to run. He was too fast. He swept meup into his arms. “Guess I’ll just have to drop you into the bath fully clothed and then deal with it afterward.”
I squirmed but his strong arms held me tight, reminding me just how powerful he was and how completely vulnerable I was.
I laughed. “I will get undressed right now. Just put me down for a second.”
“You’re not going to sprout tiny silver wings and fly off, are you?” He looked so incredible in the daylight streaming through the big bathroom window that, for a brief second, I lost my breath and my train of thought.
He still had me cradled in his big arms as I placed my hand against his face and kissed him. “In case I forget to tell you, I’m having the time of my life. When my sister died I lost so much of myself, I haven’t really laughed or smiled much since. Until now. Until you. You were just what I needed. You don’t even have to poke holes in the lid of a jar to keep me trapped. Even if I had wings, I wouldn’t fly off. I’m yours.”
His dark green eyes glistened in the natural light as he gazed at me. The usual humor, the usual cocky smile was gone. It was a serious expression I rarely saw, and it made him even more handsome, if that was possible. “You know something, Tink? I think you’re just what I needed too.”
He lowered my feet to the tile floor. Warm steam rose up from the giant tub as it filled with water. His arms wrapped around my waist, and he kissed me long and deep.
I relaxed against his naked body. His cock pressed urgently against my belly. “Undress me, Slade,” I said softly against his mouth.
His long, dark lashes lifted and he stared down at me with a fevered gaze. “Fuck, baby, that sultry voice of yours makes me so damn hard.”
I reached down and took hold of his cock. His eyes closed and his head tilted back. His Adam’s apple moved up and down his throat as I stroked him. I pressed my mouth against his chest and ran a trail of kisses along his shoulder. Halfway across, my lips crossed a ridge of scar, an ugly reminder of his childhood. I ran my fingers over the long, thin scar and then continued my trail of kisses down his side to the other scar. It was still pink and raw.
I stopped and took a breath. He sensed my hesitation.
He pushed my chin up with his fingers and peered down at me. “It wasn’t your fault, Britton.”
I swallowed back an ache in my throat and nodded. I lightly kissed the puckered skin around the healing wound and then knelt down at his feet. I ran my hand along the base of his cock and pressed my lips against the glistening, fleshy tip. His groan echoed off the tile walls as I ran my tongue along the length of him. I cupped his heavy sac in one hand as I held his cock steady with the other.
He reached up and combed his fingers through my hair, holding my face against him as my mouth slid over his erection. I tightened my lips around him and moved my mouth back and forth along the long, thick shaft. He rocked against me, urging me to take in more of him with each movement.
“Damn, baby,” he growled, “your mouth is so hot. I’m going to come, and I’m not ready yet. I need to be inside of you.”
I took my mouth from him. He reached down and liftedme to my feet.
Water swirled in the white tub and a cozy steam drifted around the bathroom. Blue sky filled the window over the tub.
