Atonement (Heart of Stone)

Atonement (Heart of Stone) by D H Sidebottom

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know, I’m sorry but there’s nothing I can do about
it.”
    She sighed heavily but nodded resolutely, “Fine.”
    I tilted her head back so I could see her stunning bright
green eyes, “You can get a lift back with Nate and Liv. Greg and Sam are coming
with me. And baby…”
    Her eyes scanned me, the tone in my voice alerting her to
a warning. “He touches you and I will finish it, understand?”
    She tipped her head, a slight fierceness in her eyes as
her face darkened slightly, “Him or me?”
    Oh, she had understood my words but I knew she would.
    “You don’t really need an answer to that, do you” It was
voiced as a statement not a question just as it was said as one.
    “Understood, Sir !” she hissed as she pulled away
but I wrapped my fingers around her arm. I knew she was mad when she had called
me ‘sir’. That word meant more to Ava than what it inferred after her time with
Dane.
    “Don’t push me, baby. You do as you’re told and I’m hunky
dory. You got me?”
    “Fuck you!”
     
    Okay, enough of this bullshit!
    Her back was slammed against the wall before she could
take another breath, my groin pushing into her as my chest pressed against the
plumpness of hers. “Don’t go there, Ava. I have to deal with bullshit at work,
not with you. All I asked was to steer clear. I have done my best with him this
weekend. I let you have your way; I backed down enough to let him
back into your life. Don’t make me regret that decision.”
    She sighed in acceptance, “Fine, but you need to learn to
trust me. You had more women in our time together than I did Mason and I have
learnt to trust you.”
    Fair enough.
    I nodded in my own acknowledgment, “Yeah, and you know
how much it hurt you, well I have feelings too Ava, I feel what you felt when
you found out… when you found me.”
    We met halfway, both of us still strong with our own
feelings but understanding the others argument also.
    She nodded again, her knowledge that those photos of her
with Kade in his pool still haunted my mind, and my heart.
     
    “Good girl.”
    I planted my lips on hers, my kiss controlling, dominant
and telling her just how much she meant to me. The soft moan that she made leapt
into my mouth and had my dick stirring in my jeans. I grasped her hair tightly
in my need for control, “Mine.” I whispered against her neck as I left her with
a few of my signatures.
    “Yours” she answered on a strangled choke, “Always,
Mason, always. I need you; I need you so much, baby.”
    Her voice was tight with her arousal and I took a swift
study of the room before I lifted her. Her thighs clung to my waist as I backed
us into the utility room and her moans made my cock cry out for more. She
always made my cock cry for more.
     
    I settled her on the washing machine as she refused to
remove her mouth from mine. I cupped her between her legs and groaned at the
heat she radiated. She echoed my moan, the deep rumble of it damn near bringing
me to my knees.
    I pulled away from her mouth so I could watch her face as
I stuck my thumbs into the crotch of her knickers and ripped them apart.
    Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as her eyes darkened,
their bright green simmering to a deep jade, her lust making her look feral and
wild.
     
    Dropping to my knees before her, I gripped her feet and
arranged them on the edge of the washer so she opened herself wide to me.
    Fuck, she had the prettiest god damn pussy and its lure
drew me in time and time again. It owned me, it controlled me, it reigned over
me but maybe that was just Ava.
    “I need to feel your mouth on me, Mason, hurry.”
    Her pleading brought a wicked smile to the edge of my
lips as I tipped my head in expectation but I held back, I waited.
    “Please, Mason.”
    Good girl, she knew what was expected.
    I held her eyes, locked her down as I swiped my tongue
the length of her hot flesh and the action gave me a shiver as always. The
first taste my tongue got of her always brought a

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